San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1923-09-30

you'll have TO let go my hand-so
l can put on my hat"
Milo snatched his hand away. The
semi-gloom did not hide the fact that
she was smiling placidly.
"Jove!" exclaimed Milo when they
were outside. Il remember" he hur-
ried. -four years ago when you came
TO the house. | knew right then and
there that l." He stammered and
stopped. ss-Miss-Prudence Place,
how many men have asked you to
marry them?"
Not one that I wanted to ask me. :"
"Suppose--suppose l should ask
you"
'Then." she smiled. "I'd-Id have
to withdraw the answer I've just
given"
Look here. Miss Place, I-I-well,
as soon as ever 1 saw you, l knew
you were the-the-" He paused. "Sc
I-I-well, l was afraid"
"Was l so fearsome:"
81 tell you-" They turned into a
side-street away from the crowd. "You
see. my salary is six thousand year.
OF that / give twenty-five hundred a
year to my father and mother in the
old home in New Hampshire. So you
see, l was afraid to love you because
thirty-five hundred dollars in these
DAYS"
Her brow was drawn into lines. 81
know. But my salary"
"No." he hastily interrupted. 81
shouldn't want that" His voice
caught.
she made no reply. And presently
Milo managed to continue
Here is my point, Miss-Prudence.
There is to be new cashier in our
bank soon. The salary is ten thou
sand the start. Now, if / get that
position, will you marry me, Pru-
dence?"
Il think" she said softly, "that you
are wonderful to put it as you have.
/ have watched you long, Milo. know
your character, and I love it" She
turned upon him quickly. Il love you
so. Milo, that I'm going to say this :
When you feel you wish to marry me,
you just do it-no matter what your
circumstances are"
Next morning Prudence took Milo
up to the public links in Van Cort-
landt Park.
"You see, Milo" said she, to whom
the man had vouchsafed only a sport
ing motive for his desire to learn the
game, "you take your driver this
way" She assumed the approved
pose.
Milo copied her without flaw;
but his right elbow collided with his
cherubic midriff.
Il feared it," he sighed. "Nature
never intended / should play golf.
But look here" he said, suddenly
Frightening. "why couldn't / adapt
this style" Holding his body well
back, he swung his arms like pendu-
lum and struck the ball fairly. 1t
went not far, but straight.
She shook her head.
"That's all very well. But it isn't
good form, and it would take you
eighty to make nine holes. Let's try
again."
At length Milo raised a care-worn
face to his mentor.
THANK you, a lot, dearest girl.
But it isn't for me-"
But you'll catch it in time"
"No-I sha'nt catch it in time. 1t
will be too late" Milo checked him
self abruptly. II mean it is too late
now, to slow up everything trying to
teach me today. Let me just 60
along with you, hitting as l can"
"Very we'll"
She did nine holes in fifty; and
Milo finished in seventy.
"Nine holes will be enough" Pru-
lence said, sheathing her putter.
Milo, you are going to do finely"
Milo dissembled his emotions with |
4 faint smile. "We'll try it again
Now let's 20 to that
pretty little place we saw, and have
uncheoH."
Monday there was the usual talk
If the game over the luncheon-table
n the dining-room the bank con-
lucted.
"Had great day at Ardsley."
Rossiter. went out in
orty-four and came back in forty
i've"
Rossiter's voice was loud, because
he president of the bank and the
chairman of the board happened to
,e at the adjoining table.
jerks cleared his throat and |
tared at the ceiling.
"That so, Rossiter? l. didn't have |
| good day on the links either Sat |
lrday or Sunday. Don't know what's |
he matter with my game lately"
Phineas Bayard's ferociously gilt
ering eyeglasses were turned full |
lpon Milo.
"Say, Jenks"-Rossiter's voice was
ncredulous- 81 didn't know you
played"
There's a lat you don't know. |
Young man. Just because / don't |
strut around and yell about golf in
,anking-hours-" jerks returned to |
lis meal with a shrug.
Among the employees Of the First |
Federal Bank bearing bags of golf |
,lubs the next Saturday morning |
vas Milo jerks. There was no in |
hint of newness about |
hem. Milo had taken good care of |
hat.
But" asked Rossiter, whats |
hese things you have in here!
mean in the brown cases?"
"Oh-fish-rods." Milo smiled. "You
lee, one of the links where | play |
las a pretty good trout-brook, and |
ometimes I do a little fishing"
AT that moment Meachin. the vice
president, came in. Milo had reason
o believe that it was this officer wso
would use his influence to have |
Rossiter pass him to the cashiers
lesk- didn't know you golfed. |.
jenks," said Meachin.
"Oh, after fashion. Mr.. Meachin.
Milo blinked modestly.
Leaving the bank at one o'clock.
Milo went to the parcel-room of the
hudson Terminal. drew his collection