The Bennington evening banner. (Bennington, Vt.) 19??-1961, 1922-07-15
WHIP-POOR-WILL
B. EDDIE GRAVES
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NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS.
q. 1872 by Mcclure Newspaper syndicate
The last dainty piece of finery had
been finished and carefully laid on the
bed IN the front room The dressmak
er's threads. rags and patterns and
spools had been cleaned away, and
the nerve-wracking planning, fitting
and hustlng were over releasing the
tension of wearying weeks OF combining
toll. Rose had closed the door and
gone down to the piazza for breath
of fresh air
"What Il relief" she sighed; I'll will
be so nice to have a few days of rest.
All the other girls have been in
jungle Of confusion up to the last min
ute | think will 20 over snd call on
WINS mother It's fine to have con.
genial mother-in-law-and Pa Parker
as he already calls himsef-is such
n dear, It's like having two sweet
hearts. he is so considerable
Rose walled slowly mp The maple
shaded road until she came TO little
white cottage behind some locust trees
in full bloom II was. nearly dark,
with bay moon Just Disappearing be.
hind Peaked hill. How perfect every
thing was on a June eyenm" and what
a lucky girl she was TO be marrying
the best boy that ever lived. As she
lurned up the path. horlcred by bed
OF perennials backed by shrubs and
two small fir halSams, she thought she
heard his voice. CHANGING through nm
opening, she Enthusiastically saw WINS
form-and--a female figure with hat
on, tightly yelled His voice continued:
You are graceful enough to please
an artist and your poise Is perfect,
We will fool them all--the ninnies
You're a darling"
His head was very near now, while
he carefully buttoncd her sweater,
I'm see you again In the morning.
honey; don't be afraid of the dark"
Rose did not stop to hear more, but
fed in her silent-sofed sneakers down
the now lonely read, A lone whip.
poorwill screamed from some nearby
bush:
"Whlp-poor-will. Whip-poor-willl
Whlp.poor-will !"
''How absurd Ridlcule heaped upon
insult Imagine ME whipping Willl
He can never be anything to me here
after-and | am not the breach-of
promise kind OF Il girl What fool
have been to think a boy who has
known me oil his'ife could he in love
with me! OF course he needed some
new personality TO interest him l
am like sister.
Rose ended her EXPLANATIONS by de-
Gliding to take the nine o'clock train
TO the next town to visit her sister.
While dressing Rose penned q short
note to drop in the post office rs she
passed II on the way to the train. 1t
was very simple:
~ have discovered that you prefer
someone else. Goodby. ROSE"
VIII was packing his camera when
The postman arrived He was sur.
prised to see his address In Roses
handwriting, for he had supposed she
was at home but had not been up be-
cause she was busy and tired. After
reading the note he pondered with
wrinkled brow.
"Rose was as happy MS usual just
before supper; what COULD she have
imagined so soon after?"
AT last his face registered the solu-
ton of the problem. His mouth wild
ened from its tight Fuckers. A con
vulslng laugh ended in a roll on the
lawn. Quickly gathering himself up,
he hurried into the house, put a pic.
ture into an envelope with note as
short as Roses.
'Dear Rose: Come home on the s
p. M and be introduced to your rival.
"Yours, WILL"
The eight o'clock train brought a
! very Disconnected young lady to Ma.