New Britain herald., 1929-07-24

I got to love one man till l die, Can't help lovin, dat man of mine Tell me hos lazy. tell me he's slow, Tell me Tn crazy, maybe, I know Can't help lovin' dat man Of mine . ."
 She was sitting up now, with her arms crossed on the pillow beneath her head, and her head flung back so that her neck gleamed slender and white in the moonlight. Jack had begun to paddle. You're the beautifulest girl in the world.' he whispered.
 And you're the stubbornest man." she flashed. She trailed her fingers in the water, and shaking them free Of the drops that sparkled like pears in the starlight, spoke softly.
 Maybe I'm awfully silly, Jac. But I tell you. dear, I feel very seriously about this. And I'm warn ing you that you'd better mar me quick as the Lord will let you. Or maybe, oy and hy, He won't let you"
 Jack laughed.
 "Oh, I'll have raise pretty soon," he predicted, And l don't believe the Lord does much mess ing round with marriages, honey"
 Molly shrugged her shoulders eloquently.
 You can never tell" she prophc- sled gloomily. Most anything might happen"
 "What?" he demanded. What could happen, Molly?"
 "Oh, l don't know" She spread her hands vaguely Most any thing"
 The canoe travelled swiftly down the silver road that the moon had made. And the paddle cleft the waters like furnished blade. Jack sat very straight.
 Don't talk like that, darling." he pleaded. "If anything ever hap pened that you didn't want to marry me.'
 But l do.' she cried. I'm giv- ing you your chance . . now"
 And vol know I cant take it,'' he groaned. Its not enough. Molly this wanting you. I've got to be able to take care Of you"
 But I'm not one who must have everything" she told him gently Its only you want. dear"
 He shot the canoe savagely | through the water.
 You know I haven't a cent"
 Neither has Dick Godfrey" ex- uted Molly. And he's not trying to make Claudia wait until she's an old woman"
 But Claudia Cabot's worth 4 fortune in her own right. You know there's no comparison" main tained Jack. Incidentally, God, frey's working with a bond house where the Cabot connections will assure his success. And the old mans giving them their trll abroad"
 "To say nothing of house on Beacon street, added Molly. An Rolls for Claudia to run round ia. It's not fair, is it. Jack ?"
 You're darn right, it isn't" h. agreed
 "Well, when do you think we can be married" persisted Molly. "NeX. year,
 "Oh. but that's ages off" she | protested. Listen, Jack - I'll get d job, and then we'll both say, And We can set married lots sooner"
 He laughed then, as though she were a child, and he was humo, ing her.
 What coull you do?" he de handed. You couldn't earn mor, than enough to take care of your. self. You wouldn't be able to say. cent. And you'd have pretty tough sleddin2 besides. Anyhow, dear, you know your mother and father expect yCu [, go home Why, they'd be hear,- broken if you didn't You told me yourself your father was going to buy you car. You'll have a good | time. And we'll write each other every day. X year isn't such q long time. honey. How'd you lik. to have your diamond before yoh go Lack" 1 guess I've got enoug, to buy my girl pretty grand litti- spark'er What do you say, Molly :? Engaged girls always have good time, don't they? Showers and parties and things ."
 "Oh, Jack. you don't understand, 70 Molly interrupted petulantly "lou've just never lived in Snod- grass, that's all. You simply couldn't understand. Why, honey. it's the misera blest little prairie town you ever laid your two eyes on. Talk about good times for en- gagged girls. Well, maybe you think hemming dish towels is having a good time. And going to horrible kitchen showers. And playing bridge. And drinking tea. My dca, l give you my word, my blood runs cold every time I think about ir l did hope" she concluden plaintvcly, you'd marry me, and i rescue me. Listen, Jack"
 She put her fingers on his wrists, and leaned toward him. and the fragrance of lilacs driftcd from her hair across his face
 Lets have a companionate mar riase"
 Jack laughed. Darling. you're cuckoo" he told her indulgcntiy. "Oh, is that so," she flarer [ Well, Rita M"lnotte and Bob go, married that way so there. I didn't mean to tell you Noi:ody'e supposed to know. But it's true just the same. They've been mar rled year and a half.
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