Indiana daily times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1914-1922, 1921-03-05

and wisdom Of the feminine heart. Take
the apple, Miss Garland. Hear our mod
est tales Of romance, and then award the
prize as you may deem Il just
The lady passenger smiled sweetly The
apple lay In her lap beneath her robes
ana wraps She recliaed against her pFo-
tecting bulwark, brightly and costly nc
ease But for the voices and the wind
one might have listened hopefully TO hear
her purr. Some one cast fresh logs upon
! the fire Judge Menefee nodded suavelY.
"Will you obllge US with the initial
story7 Z" he asked.
The windmill man sat as sits Turk,
with his hat well back on his head on
account Of the draughts
well, he began without any emb2r-
rassment this is about the way SIZE
! up the difficulty; OF course Redruth
WAS jostled a good deal by this. duck
who had money to play ball with who
tried to cut him out Of his girl. So he
/ goes around, naturally. and asks her II
/ the game Is still square. We'll, nobody
wants guy cutting IN with buggies
and GOLD bonds when he's got an option
on a girl. Well he goes around TO sc
| her. Well. maybe he's hot. and talks
! like the proprietor, and f0rgets that an
enCa cement amt always a lead pipe
ciuch. Well, I guess that makes Alice
warm under the lace yoke. Well, she
answers back sharp. Well, he
Say interrupted the passenger who
was nobody In particular, IF you could
| put up a windmill on every one Of them
wells you're using. you'd be able to
retire frof business. wouldn't your
! The windmill man grinned goodna-
! turedly.
on I amt no Guy de Mopassong."
/ he said, cheerfully. I'm giving it to
3 you in straight American. Well she
! says something like this: Mr. Coed
/ Bonds is only friend says she: but
/ he takes me riding and buys me theater
| tickets and that's what you never do.
/ Amt I to never have any pleasure In
| life while | CAM Pass this chatheld-
chatfield thing along says Redruth =
! hand out the mitt 10 the Willie with
cresses in 1t or you don't put your slip
| pers under my wardrobe
Now that kind Of train orders don't
go with girl that's got any spirit. I
| bet that girl loved her honey all the
time Maybe Sue only wanted, as girls
/ do, to work the good thing for a little
/ fun and caramels before she settled
i down to patch Georges other pair and
be a good wife. But he is glued to the
/ high horse, and won't come down. Well,
! she hands him back the ring, proper
enough; and George goes away and hits
| the booze. Yep. That's what done It.
( ! bet that girl fred the cornucOpia with
( the fancy vest two days after her steady
= left. George boards q freight and checks
his bag of crackers for parts unknown.
8 He sticks to Old Booze for a number of
4 years; and then the anillne and aqua
FORTS gets the decision. Me for the her
mit's hut, says George, and the dong
whlskers, and the buried can Of money
! that isn't there
| "But that Alice, In my mind, was on
! the level. She never married, but took
up typewriting as soon as the wrinkles
began to show, and kept a cat that came
when vous said 'weeny-weeny-we !!
! got too much faith in good women to
believe they throw down the fellow
they're stuck on every time for the
; dough" The windmill man ceased.
/ II think" said the lady passenger,
slightly moving upon her lowly throne,
/ 'that that is a char
! "Oh, Miss Garlandw interposed Judge
Menefee, with uplifted hand, II beg of
! yon, no comments 1t would not be
! fair to the other contestants. Mr.-er-
! addressed the young man who had the
/ agency.
my version of the romance" began