New Britain herald. [microfilm reel] (New Britain, Conn.) 1890-1976, 1916-11-09
"Do You Realize What a Romantic
Figure Your Elderly Admirer,
Mr.. Gordon, IS?'

| FISufc Your ElQCrly AOnlTcr,
| Mr.. Gordon, Is?'
! "Would you rather go up on the top
deck or stay down here?'
! I could not tell from Dicky's tone
w hich of the places he mentioned he
| would rather sit, but [ resolved not
| to try to find out. I had found since
my marriage to Dicky that one Of the
| things he liked best about me was my
| habit of answering promptly, without
| hesitation, any query he made to my
preference in things, so I spoke with
| out hesitation.
'The upper deck by all means. I
| brought my sunshade on purpose
We threaded our way through the
| crowded parlors and the sheltered
Hover decks of the big Hudson river
steamer. People were madly rushing
about, trying to secure choice Seats
where they would be sheltered from
the autumn breeze and yet be able to
see the shores of the river
what a meal for a good hungry
sQuirrel!' Dicky commented, satir1-
Cally. ''These people are all here be-
cause they want an outing on the
RIVER, then they try to get seats shell
tered SO that no breeze can reach
them.''
I'm glad they're so foolish, I re-
sponded lightly, as we mounted the
last flight Of stairs leading to the
upper deck. Just suppose they were
all as sensible as we are, this upper
deck would be so crowded we couldn't
get a seat"
Dicky threy back his head and
laughed heartily.
Good comfortable working philo-
Il
| you'll have your choice of seats up
here. Where do you want to sit?'
"Just as near the front of the boat
es I can get" I returned.
"HOw are these?'
Dicky adroitly stepped in front Of
four rapid looking youths and girls,
and placed two deck chairs in the
very bow Of the boat. 1t was a niche
in which the two chairs just fitted
costly.
Events i'll Retrospect
The shrill voice of one Of the girls
in the quartet Dicky had forestalled
rose in expOstulatiOn.
"What did youse let that big stiff
get ahead Of youse for? she demanded
Of her escort.
cav, cut it out, Jen" the depreca-
couldn't help the guys getting in
there first; besides, there isn't room
for four in that place anyway. If
we put our chairs just behind them
we can all four sit together. I
thought that was what you wanted.'
cit was" Jen admitted Then her
voice rose truculently; "but I hate to
see a swell get away with anything
like that
AS she subsidized, still grum bling,
into deck chair directly behind us.
Dicl1v's knee nudged mine g1eefully.
'Terrble this eternal clash between
the mawssos and the clawsses,' he
drawled, with a wink that nearly
, convulsed me; "aren't you glad you
have your station in life definitely
settled?"
i I smiled happily at this nonsense. 1t
m cant more to me than Dicky's light
i talk usually did. for he had been dis"
trait and moodily silent at intervals
since the dinner at the Hotel Syden-
| ham the evening before, when he had
brought the mysterious Mr.. Gordon to
cur table
! r knew that he had wondered at,
and had resented the cordial invitation
7 had given Mr.. Gordon to come to
our home. I wondered at myself.
Things looked very different to me III
| the bracing autumn air Of the morning
! than they did in the perfume-laden at
/ n1Osphere of the luxurious Sydenhanl
grill.
The night before Mr.. Gordon's
mellow tones had poured into my ears
tn story of his early love for my
mother and father, his recognition Of
my remarka bic resemblance to my
r,other, and his pursuit Of me until
! he had found out my identity.
The recital had thrilled me, swept
me from my usual poise and self
possession.
When to his plea of loneliness and
lis tremulous request to be allowed