The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1919-07-15
Too Frivolous
BY r. RAY BAKER


Copyright, 1913, by the Mcclure News
paper Syndicate.)
You don't find Castlegrove on the
map. If you approach a railroad
ticket window and inquire as to the
fare the man behind the wicket can't
shoot an answer at you in terse tones.
He has to get out little pamphlet
ana search through it, and after per-
maps fifteen minutes have passed he
can give you the requested informa-
ton.
Just where Castlegrove derived it's
name certainly Is not known to any Of
its denizens. Surely there is no edi-
flee in the town that could by the
most ambitious of imaginations be
called castle. The nearest thing to
it is church, which is just a plain
little white building-the kind you
find at crossroads in the country.
True, there can be and generally is
as much religion in one of these little
frame structures as in many of the
more pretentious houses Of worship to
be found in the cities. However, at
the time of which write there was no
minister occupying the CastlegroYe
church pulpit. The parishioners We're
limited in number, because the popu-
lation Of Castlegrove and its environs
had dwindled very noticeably since
the church was built, and the ones
that were left could not afford to pay
a pastors salary, and a minister must
eat
In the backwoods Ohio town came
Genevieve Walters. City life didn't
agree with her mother, so Mr.. Walters
bought some land that for politeness'
sake was called a farm, and which
came cheap, in spite of the flattery,
and the family moved from the fairly
large city sixty miles away in which
they had resided oyer since Genevieve'
could remember. Mr.. Walters bought
out one of the two general stores,
succeeded in getting the appointment
as postmaster, which had been held
by the former proprietor, and man
aged to wrest a fair living from the
combination.
The moving of the Walters family to
Castlegrove brought another person to
the village once a week. This person
was Bert Holbrook, who was in love.
with Genevieve. He lived in her old
home town, where he held fairly
lucrative position as pharmacist, and
he managed to get down at regular,
intervals to see his hearts desire,
usually on Saturday, which was his
day off on account of having to work
Sundays
The two young people had kept COM!
pany for two years, but there had
been no direct talk of an engagement
1t wasn't that Bert was timid about
such matters, but that he found one,
marked flaw in Genevieve that he
wished to see corrected before they,
became betrothed. She was too
frivolous" according to his ideas. He
loved her none the less, but he feared
she would experience difficulty in
settling down."
81 do like TO see girl SMILE" he
told himself repeatedly; "but l be-
lieve it would be a genuine relief to-
see Genevieve scowl or cry just once.i
1t would relieve the monotony. She's
smiling all the time, and it's an at,
tractive smile, too; but it shows she
never has a serious thought. Then,
Chnfc aIyxouc fallir1o
she's seen or some joke she's heard,
With the removal of the Walters
family to Castlegrove Bert felt con-
WINGED that at last Genevieve was 60
ing to become settled" One couldn't
very well be frivolous in that town.
But Genevieve failed to improve, so
far as her sweetheart could notice.
She smiled just as much and saw just
as many funny things in life. He,
couldn't wait forever, however, so at
last he decided he would ask her to-
take chance as Mrs. Holbrook, al
though re felt sure it was he that was,
taking the chance.
1t would not be quite right to in.
trude on the scene of his attempted,
proposal, so We'll wait and listen to-
his thoughts as he expressed them
aloud under the rumble of the wheels
of the train on which he journeyed
home that Saturday night. He had
habit of talking aloud when some
of those times.
"a fine messI" he said, as he half
reclined on one seat with his feet on
another and glared dejectedly out the
window into the darkness flashing
past. "Talk about .frivolousness
Genevieve certainly has them all
beaten. Can't even listen to a pro-
posal of marriage without laughing
In your face. One would naturally
think that when a fellow starts talk
ing love a girl would stop playing a
piano; but not Genevieve WaAersl
She keeps right on and looks up at
you and grins. I'm through, that's
all. ] can't keep this up forever. Me
for a sensible girl"
: And Bert meant it. His was rath-
er grave demeanor at all times. He
took life seriously and could not I'M
derstand the kind of people who strive
to see the funny side at every oppor-
tunity.
He was sincerely in love with Gene
We've, but he was afraid to try matri-
mony with her. So he decided the
best thing would be to leave her alone
for while, at least; perhaps forever.
AS a result he stopped writing and
quit making his Saturday calls
One month was all he could stand.
He had not heard from her, which
was not at all unnatural considering
his cessation Of correspondence, but
somehow he felt grieved over it.
''She might at least invite me down
there once more" he thought. "Well,
! anyhow, I've just got to see her again,
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