Morris tribune., 1915-10-01
Good Morning :
And "Sweetheart"
By SAMUEL E. BRANT

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ten years, my runs always covering
those hours when persons are free to
mingle with one another socially.
was getting old-that is, what
thought was old in those days. was
thirty -four, and l didn't like the pros
pect before me. I'm domestic man,
and home is the only place for me
when I'm not busy. l used to envy
every snug cot passed on my line,
and my heart sank that couldn't have
one Of my own. had the money saved
up, but If got the house had no
woman to put into it, and what's
house without woman? And, what's
more, there's no use in a mans trying
to make home without wife.
There was one place beside the road
that l thought If got wife l would
like to buy and fix it up to live in. 1t
wasn't far from my starting point, and
between runs l could spend my time
there in comfort. Ever since had
gone ON to the route it had been shut
up. 1t was two story cottage with
big porch. thought how nice it would
be to sit on the porch in summer and
smoke my pipe while my wife was
cleaning away things after getting sup
per.
But one morning when passed the
house l saw that my dream had been
spoiled. Some one had taken my pro-
spective home away from me. At any
rate, man was repairing it, another
was painting it, and third was mend
ing the fence. A few days later when
went by saw an old lady sitting on
the porch.
One Sunday l saw a young woman
fixing up the grounds. / concluded
that she was the old lady's daughter
and was at work in store or an Of
fee, leaving Sunday her only day free
for working about the house. When
July came on she used to work about
| the place Saturday afternoons, but
when September came she stopped
this. I didn't see any man about the
place and concluded the young woman
was spinster.
One day during the winter she was
starting out from the house just as l
was drawing near it didn't give her
time to cross the track. for I wished
to see her close by. When / reached
her she was waiting for my train to
pass. and l looked right down on her
from the cab window. 1t happened
that she looked up and saw an ex-
preston of admiration on my face. 1t
was only passing glimpse for either
Of us, but it was enough.
After that saw the young woman
quite often when passed I noticed
that on my outward run on Sunday,
when / passed her house about II
| o'clock, she was always on the porch
with the old lady or working in the
| garden. But this was when the wealth.
er was warm. And l could see that
she knew my train, and fancied she
was looking out for me.
] When spring came on noticed heI
out making flower garden. When
she had got the ground in order she
put in some seed. In March the plants
began to come up, and it looked to me
as if they were going to make letters
And SO they did. They were tulips
and spelled "Good morning"
Now, there was no reason to sup
pose these words were intended fol
me any more than any one else, but
j somehow couldn't get it out of my
head that they were. At any rate,
4 just thought I'd risk making some
sort Of reply. There was an embank
ment not far from the house and II
plain sight from it. One night wen
out with some seeds and, making BEE
on the side of this embankment, plant
ed them In couple of weeks they
were up and spelled Sweetheart"
| took my train out one Sunda.
morning about the time my lette
flowers got big enough to be read from
the house. The girl was on the porcl
and as passed threw me kiss ant
ran into the house.
This was all the flower court1nI
| there was, for it was too slow. A
any rate, it was too slow for me.
didn't want any more encouragement
The first spare time I had ! got my