The Bridgeport evening farmer. [volume] (Bridgeport, Conn.) 1866-1917, 1916-04-12
1 WISH 1 KNEW WHICH ONE.

''I found them in my trunk last night
These withered violets.
A token of an early love
That no man e'er forgets.
But this is all that can say,
When all is said and done:
These flowers remind me of some girl
Il wish knew which ONE
It isn't every man that knows his
own mind When there's a score or
more of pretty girls, any one of whom
he feels reasonably sure that he can
get, the thing which troubles him is
I wish knew which one!''
All girls are sure to set their best
foot forward when he calls. He finds
them all sweet tempered, every one of
every stitch of their own clothes and
are their own na1l1iners, despite the
fact that he sees evact1y the same
thing in the shop windows. They all
declare they are cooks, despite the
fact that when he calls the pastry
they have at dinner bears the bakery
stamp. They all insist that nothing
in this world interests them 50 much
as babies When he puts this declara-
ton to the test by inviting them all
in a bunch to a baby show or a the
atre, giving them their preference,
withoub exception they decide on the
theatre. They all declare they have
housekeeping down to a fine science.
But they couldn't quote market prices
on any of the foodsfuffs to save their
lives, is asked offhand. All OF them
infer they would know just how to
!, treat a Dnother-in-law if they had one;
that when they wed they'd. never so
much rs ay one word against hubby
/ visiting his mother seven days in the
week If he We so minded Nor would
they object to his handing his dear
/ old parent three-fourths Of the salary
The received each year
| All the girls seemed to agree on this
lpoint- No wonder that he believes all
Igirls are household angels and that
tits al noonshine this tvaddIe about
nnothers-in-la.W and daughters in-law
lEeinv unable to agree under one roof
! All the girls he is acquainted with let
him know intuitively that there's no
Jealous streak in the family and that
they don't think a wife ought to nag
I her husband for money or even in
quire where he's been if he STAYS out
late into the wee sna' hours and his
| breath Smells OF cloves and cardaInosa
Iseeds. They wouldn't Interfere thay
tel him, if he went to the club six
nIghts IN the week, nor ask how many
ehufI1s he had.
In short, all the girls ere perfection.
having no faults. So how in the world
IS he to select one flower from s1aea1 a
peW1lderfng array in the rosebud gar
den Of girls? That's a secret, let out,
fof why the bachelor remains single.
he has so many toAchoose from he Is
not certain which one he likes best.
No doubt. he'd marry within "a hours
If he could decide that aH-irnpo4tant
estfon-wAtch one to wed
Girls are in a like quandary IN re-
gard to their beaux. When a. fair
maid has three or four beaux, ali vie
ing with each other in paying her at
tentfon, quite at swbrdss point with
each other for her favor, how in the
world is the average girl. who has CO.
qa1etted desperately with each in turn
and all of. them together. to know
(which one she really cares most for?
The true solution is to absent yourself
a while from AL The one he or she
thinks the most OF win be found to be
the right, ones