Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1918-05-08
"THE CLASSEGS!"
By CORA EVANS SANBORN.

laugh that went clear through HSleu-
ing guest, travelling salesman, so
hearty and spontaneous was the guf-
faw.
THAT may be your view of it."
mournful and Sedate retorted wyatt
Mills, "but | look at the awful eondl-
ton Of affairs-bloodshed, derasta-
ton, coming starvation! We'd better
be weeping over the prospect than
gloating over the miseries of man
kind" and the speaker smothered an
actual sob in his throat and with that
Burgess left the hotel.
Regular characters Of the town,
eh?" submitted the interested guest.
you've hit it exactly" replied the
landlord with animation. They're a
pair, l tell you! Burgess Is laughing
half the time. Mills is constitulonal-
ly down in the dumps"
"Why, man." observed the guest,
"those two men are absolute class
les !"
."What's that" inquired the land
Lord - -.:-.si.>. -.si.>.;;-.=-..e..:.::.:- 80.
"Wen, once there we're tw2 Roman
NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS. snd Demo
critus, Of whom your two friends who
have Just left US are very fair pfoto-
types. Heraelites was the optimist Of
the world, who considered life q vast
joke and humanity 9 Let Of eurios. On
the contrary Democritus mourned con-
tinually about the wretchedneSs OF
the world, and went around expound-
ing the theory Of constant tears as the
correct trend for the thinker and
philosopher" -w,s;s@Iss=:s-:==:-=: w=a,st;ise@:sIiss=:s-:==:-=:
That bits this case. doesn't It"
grinned the landlord. "I've often won
dered-for neither Burgess nor Mills
is an old man, just turned thirty
what kind of husbands they'll make
If they don't get just the kind Of
women they ought to have-that is,
suited to their peculiar make up"
Judging from the persistency with
which Burgess and Mills had kept
away from the opposite sex, the ma
jority Of their friends and acQuain-
tances had long since concluded that
they would drift into a natural bach
elorhood.
John Doble, a wealthy widOwer
died and in his will named Mary and
Janet Wilder, his orphan nieces, in a
very handsome way. He left them
the old mansion where he had lived
for many years and enough additional
in investments to insure q comfortable
provision for life. There was quite a
flutter in the quiet village at the adj
vent Of the two sisters. Mary, plump
and jolly. was the elder. Her sister,
Janet. was thin and tall and Of a
quiet, reticent nature. Both possessed
good looks, and somehow suggested in
their opposite natures, the one laugh
ing, smiling. Burgess, and the other
the pessimistic. gloomy Mills.
"Just your match, Mills, that Janet"
remarked the hotel landlord one day.
"As to you. Burgess" added the jo-
vial boniface. Miss Mary is your true
counterpart but neither Burgess nor
Mills encouraged further discussion Of
the theme Of the moment. They look
ed aSkance at one another and when
they got outside the hotel Burgess,
with a searching look at Mills, OBJ
served:
"People are beginning y learn that
we go down to the Wilder place a
good deal. reckon"
"Well. don't we?" quizzed Bftffs, sus-
picion in his eye as he returned the
glance of Burgess.
'For fact, yes. bat remember we
have TO-" reminded Burgess. 'Ths
ladies peqaire our services in making
the repairs on the old house"
'Tt was after working houns when
You went down there Saturday cVor-
Ing"
Yes. aad you wasn't ON business
when ron spent Sanday afternoon
Shere Miss Janet, youT hostess. In
fer? You pair are Ike two peas," de-
eiared burgess.
All the town expressed vast anaee-
ment when IT became known that
Mills, the pessimist, was engaged 10
Mary, and that the optlmiSt, happy-go-
lucky Burgess. had chosen sedate,
smileless Janet as his Nfe partner.
The happy four celebrated the dou-
BILE wedding, went away on a bridal
tour, returned and settled down to the
enjoyment Of Me in q pleasant, har-
moniouS way.
Six months after that the same CON-
mercial traveller who had discussed
Burgess and Mills as bachelors
chanced to be again guest at the no
tel. AS an automobile containing the
recently married Burgess and Mills
and their wives sped by, he asked:
THAT our friends, Heraclites and
Democritus?"
"Sure thing" responded the land
lord. "Queer, ism It? Burgess looks
a trifle graver than he used to. eh?
And Mills bright as a dollar. That
was a funny match"
"How SoT'