Evening star., 1914-01-11

sides, there fun in flirting with girl who was
already engaged.
"Thank you~ he said, and took the seat beside her.
"Pease don't thank me- the debt is mine returned
the girl with smile that deepened into dimple and
then was gone Its such bore to have spend two
or three hours with company but oneself nothing to
see but succession of ady racing telegraph poles and
defacing signs blurred landscape and nothing to
do but read magazines. It's nice to have congenia
companion when is travelling, and I'd rather talk
than eat chocolate creams
"Alow the pleasure, began Sherman, hailing the
trainboy who was passing through the with bas
ket piled high with candy.
aPlease don't. Honest and true, I'd rather be
chatterbox than eat candy. Or do you want to stop
my mouth with chocolates so that l cannot talk?
You're not very complimentary, Sir!'
Sam was puzzled. This new kind of girl in
deed! The candy bought; but it gladdened the
heart of fretfu child two seats ahead The mother
rewarded him with voluble thanks; but the girls smile
made the drummer uncomfortable. He felt as the
girl fishing and he the worm she had impaled
on her hook.
Mice day, he ventured, for Of something bet
ter to say.
delightful! Most bewildering day for April don't
you think? Makes recall those familiar lines of
Tennyson, In the spring young mans fancy You
know the rest. Tennyson is my favorlte author Who's
yours9"
"Rider Hag-er-er-I mean Shakespeare, of course"
faltered the drummer He in the habit of playing
pitcher in this kind of game and the position of catcher
didn't suit him
aOh, yes, Shakespeare; fine fellow, smart and all
that. Too bad he's dead. He might have made good
drummer. Let see wasn't it Shakespeare who said
in Merry Wives of Windsor cannot tell what the
dickens his is
Samuel Sherman, faltered the confused commercial
traveller.
@'What's in nameo That which call
by any other would smell sweet. Are you
weary of Shakespeare? Then let get back to the
weather. That's always safe topic, don't you think!
Nice weather for travelng much nicer than when It's
hot. Are you perfectly comfy?'
"Oh, yes, thank you, murnured the squirming
drummer.
"Gad Of it. said the girl cheerfully though must
say you do not look it. Let put my under your
head won't you? There's nearly always acconmo-
dating drummer the train to do that for me; SO
know just how to do it. lust raise your head little
higher. There That's better. Now if you'll just close
your eyes, I'll describe the scenery to you III promise
not to kiss you when go through the next tunnel.
@Im afraid you taking great deal Of trouble for
me-
mo trouble whatever It's the only pleasure have
in life. Can't buy you candy, magazine,
automobile something? Let me do something
to make your trip happy
The drummer looked miserable; but he said I'm
quite happy, thank you-at least l should be happy
if could light cigar. I'm just dying for smoke If
you me- I'll just step into the smoker for few
minutes
@Oh, please don't 60 1t would be SO lonesome with
out YOU. Besides want to call on you in your home
or perhaps you had rather call shall be
happy to you-f you bring your wife / II just
write my home address this card, you find me
easily. So glad to have met you 1t isn't every day
meets such "a
But the drummer had fed. Safe in the smoker, he
glanced at the card in his hand, and read
"Miss Marion E. Mason, representing Comfort Cor
SETS Bridgeport, Conn.,