Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1916-01-27

| 'NonSenSe!" she cried. my eyes
are not like stormy heavens. Thank
the Lord they aren't. They're like
eyes. They're just gray eyes-a little
large, perhaps, and rather expressive
But there is nothing like storm clouds
about them"
"That was poetic license"
"Well, please don't indulge in poetic
license at my expense" she protested,
smiling. "You wouldn't feel at all
pleased if I were to compare your eyes
with the delft china tea-cups-al-
though they are almost the same
shade of blue"
"lf you'll only notice my eyes, you
can compare them to anything you
like"
"The sun is lovely on the water"
said she.
She couldn't muster up courage
enough to tell him the truth. 1t SEEM
ed such an odd thing to say outright: ::
"1'm not Miss Rhodes; Pm Mrs. Nor
ris. "I've been misleading you. That's
why you mustn't say such things to
me- She couldn't do it. She wished
she had worn her wedding ring. Then
he might question, and the subject
could come up naturally. That idea
pleased her. She would keep him off
to-day, and the next time she would
wear her wedding-ring.
The sun is lovely on the water"
he admitted. at always is, and it
nearly always looks the same. Oh I'd
rather look at you. Tomorrow l can
see the sun on the water. l can see
it almost any time. But it is an
event when I have an opportunity of
looking at you."
Hunger has made you light-head-
ed" she protested.
"Nay, / have been blond since a
childw
"Help!" she cried, and hastened to
fix his tea as the waiter brought it..
81 like having tea with you," he
said. at makes me feel domestic and
cozy and comfortable and worth while.
If were making worlds, I'd make lit
tie ones-just big enough to hold two
people; and I'd put the right two to-
gether in each world"
"In that case" said she, "you would
be deprived of the pleasure of having
tea with me, and l should be relieved
of the necessity of shooting you off
continually. Now don't protest. I'll
have an end to this sort of talk! l
will, l swear, if l have to hold my
ears and shut my eyes and repeat the
alphabet hundred times. Will you
stop it,"
"What?"
Paying me compliments and say
ing flatering things to me and-in-
sinuating."
81 think much more than venture
to say"
"You can think what you please
and talk commonplace"
Very well," he sighed. ~ won't
talk commonplaces; but I'll talk i'm
personally. Will that serve?"
She distrusted his guiless look.
"I'll soon tell you if it won't"
"There is no pleasing you," he la
mented. "Do you believe in love?"
Glove is subject Taboo" said she
calmly.
"There's no pleasing you. You Sc
lect subjects.
"Horses," said she at random.
"When am married." he began.
81 didn't say anything about mar
riage."
"You might let me finish. When l
am married l am going to keep horses
and ride every morning in the country
lanes with my lovely young wife"
She grinned derisively.
Elephants"
"We shall live in the country, and
when we are bored with the country
we1l go to India and ride elephants
my wife and l. She"
elephants" reminded Gerry,
"She won't keep me talking of ele-
plants. She'll like me to say nice
things"
Elephants"
"-to her as we ride through the
jungle. That's all l know about ele-
plants, except that they have four
feet, trunk, two tusks, big ears, Ii
lie eyes, and eat straw and peanuts!"
Talk about food"
Food" said he pleasantly, ere
minds me of you, because it revives
my fainting spirit and makes life pos
sible."
Her color mounted.
Don't talk at ALL" she said in a