He Changed
His Mind
“Ever: once in a while 1 change
my mind about a few things,” re
marked the youngish bachelor. “Just
now !'m away out on a limb, scarce
Iy knowing which way to jump in re-
gard to the matrimonial possibilities
of this life
“You xnow, ever since I've been
old evough to think out my wants for
mysel! i've planned to wait until I
could make satisfactory arrange
ments with some young creature with
a fair assortment of personal charms
and also a few bales of the negotiable
yellowbacks in her own right, besides
a sterling silver key ring containing
keys to safety deposit boxes, summer
homes and all such things.
“Of course, I never went into the
boss and told him 1 was going to quit
my job pending final arrangements
for winning out a home with eight
baths and hired help. No, I've kept
plugging along all the time, and it
looks 0s if I cught to be fairly well
heeled some day, even I should have
to work for it all. But up to day be-
fore yesterday i was still counting on
facing a world some day that would
say: “Yes, he married her just for
her woney.”
“IL wasn't that . was so sordid as
tc leave all such items as mutual
personni regard out of consideration. |
I figured that with all the hard work. |
ing fathers there are dying off and
leaving (heir money to daughters
who don't know how to invest it or
look alter i:, there surely ought to
be one that would appreciate my true
worth and who also would have every
desirable personal quality that |
would find in one with no chattels or
prospecis beyond a $40 trousseau.
“Bui tve changed my mind since |
passed a day last week with a fellow
whom I've been envying for several |
years because things seemed to break |
80 well for him. The last time I saw
him before this visit he was about |
to be married to the daughter of his |
employer. Her dad gave 'em a bun-'
galow ia this suburb for a wedding.
present, and she bought a red touring !
car as long as a five room flat, out of |
her own funds.
hers turned a summer camp of his in i
the St. Lawrence over to them to use i
when they wanted it. Since then I've |
heard ,from my old friend Jim by sou- |
venir postal, first fvom different pla- |
ces in turope, then from Palin Beach
or New Brunswick, according to the |
season o! the year
“That was pretty soft for old Jim, |
it seemed to me. especially on hot
days, wien 1 would be sweltering
away at my office and the letter car-
rier would bring me a card that he'd
sent me (rom some big resort off in
the mountains or at the seashore. I
felt thoi 1 could enjoy that sybaritic |
life jus! as well as he could. i
“Well, as i started to tell you, I vis- |
ited Jim a day or so ago. He apolo-
gized for weetiog me with the limou-
sine on such a warm day, but he said |
the touring car was in the shop for
repairs after a jaunt he'd made up to
some lake in Wisconsin.
“I saw at once that Jim was
changed. Four or five years ago, be-
fore he was married, he was one of
those positive, table pounding fellows
in his talk—had strong opinions
about everything, and didn't mind
telling them. Now he acted so sub-
duved and had such a hangdog look
that i wondered if high living had
knocked all the old-time ginger out
of him
“After we got to his home and had |
handed Gur hats to a servant in the '
front hall I began to discover what
‘was wrong. Jim's wife was a de
‘mure little thing to look at, but she
§ Jim jumping every minute of the
e. Honestly, he didn't cut any
‘more of a figuge around that place
‘han a four ounce piece of ice in a
six-foot refrigerator,
“Nice sort of a girl, too, Jim's wife
‘was, you understand. She fairly out-
iid hersgll to show me a good time.
'firgh she had Jim hustle upstairs aft
*r some new records for the
graph. Then she chided him fo
mg so dilatory about getting me a
'resh cigar, Oh, it was Jim this and
Jim that all the time. She did it in
1 pleasant sort of way, but Jim knew
what he had to do, all right. He
same about as mear being the head
»f that house as a minority stockhold-
sr does to getting on the executive
:ommittee of a trust. Jim just help-
*»d around, that was all .
“The next day he got to talking to
me confidently. He sald he was so
sick and tired of Europe and summer
‘own
8 bookkeeper In a feed store and
ived quietly in a drab cottage back
iA a sawmill
“I saw where Jim was right, teo.”
Not Edible,
“What are you raising on your place
this summer?”
“The mortgage.”
Then an uncle of | Ji
She Was
Jim’s Sister
“What are you staring at?’ asked
Jim,
“At that stunning girl over there,”
replied Lawrence.
“Not that brunette with a figure
like an hour glass. She's some charus
lady.”
“No, the slender blonde with her
back towards you, standing in the
entrance to the cafe. She doesn't
look coarse to me.”
1
“How can you admire anyone who
affects those mnew-fangled
fashions?” questioned Jim,
“I'd sure like to meet her. By the
way, old chap, I thought you intended
introducing me to your sister.”
“If you admire that girl, sis
wouldn't interest you. None of those
tube-like skirts, fly-away hats and
vivid showy colors for her. If my sis-
ter would be gowned like your fair
friend I'd tell her a thing or two.
“Does your sister allow you to dic
tate to her?’ asked Lawrence, fast
losing his desire to meet the girl.
“Oh, I give her brotherly advice oc-
casionally. She's all a twitter just
now. A crowd of girls are learning
to build their own dresses in a school.
I've offered her five dollars the first
time she wears a home-made crea-
tion.”
“Turn
rence,
extreme
around,” exclaimed Law-
“That girl is trying to flirt
“Vd Sure Like to Meet Her.”
with us. She just smiled the most
adorable smile.”
“He who flirts and runs away, lives
to flirt another day,” suggested Jim in
a blase tone,
“Why, she's coming toward us.
Must have made a "it with her. I've
read oceans about love at first sight,
but this is the first time the waves
have struck me.”
Jim was so bored by his friend's
conversation that he didn't lift his
eyes [rom the plate until a voice near
him said:
“Jim, can't you make room for us
at your table? All the others are
taken.”
“Surely,” he said rising. “This is
my friend Lawrence Hancock: my sis-
ter, Florence.”
“Your sister,” exclaimed Lawrence
in astonishment. “Miss Allen? Why,
your brother Jim was just talking
about you, but somehow he failed to
recognize you from a distance.”
“It's a wise brother who recognizes
his sister when she wears a new
dress and hat whi*h she made her-
self,” laughed Florence. “What do
you think of my skill?”
“You're as sharp as a needle,” said
Lawrence admiringly.
“It's fierce, abominable and hide-
ous,” broke in Jim. “Florence, for ev-
ery frock that you don't make I'll give
vou five dollars. It's so tight it looks
as though it had been made out of
remnants, and a cow would run a
mile if she saw that cerise hat com-
ing along.”
“Gee, but Jim's a brute,” thought
Lawrence. “I only hope that some
day I will have the privilege of pay-
ing for her frocks,” he said aloud.
“] presume your brother's word is
law with you, Miss Allen.”
“Indeed not,” she answered alrily.
“1 believe in woman's rights and its
every woman's right to do just as she
pleases; anyway brother's opinions
about dress don’t count.
“You laok all right to me. May 1
call on you tomorrow evening?”
“Do come,” answered Florence cor-
dially.
“Thank you,” responded Lawrence.
After calling on Florence for about
a month she gave Him the hope he
desired, that in the near future he
could pay for her gowns.
Cork Leg Nearly Drowned Him.
William Green's cork leg neanly
caused his death recently at Wynn,
Mass. He got beyond his depth while
bathing, and his artificial leg was so
buoyant that his feet went up in the
air and his head was forced under
water. Happily, he was saved by a
college girl, who was out bathing with
a companion. She managed to get
hold of Greene by the hair and held
ois head ou? of water, while her es-
cort rowed to shore with Gregng
dragging behind.
Disposing of
| Veronica
“There is one peculiarity about get-
ting exasperated at a man,” wrote the
girl at a summer resort to her dear-
est friend at home. “It is that you
think you never can be more exasper-
ated than on that special occasion—
and then the very next time you get
exasperated you are astonished to find
how much more so you can be!
“I don't know anything better caleu-
lated to infuriate one than to sec a
perfectly nice man idiotically in the
toils of another girl whose motive is
cile in her presence,
| “When Veronica Bondy first appear-
ed on the hotel veranda and | had
cause | knew what was ahead of me.
I was to view the spectacle of every
man on the piace trotting around in
make her head ache and couldn't they
get her something cool to drink and
didn’t she want to go and look at the
moon!
| “Nevertheless, 1 privately excepted
| Arthur Daw from the list of lunatics
| because—well, just because. And that
transparent to every woman in sight,
though the men are blind and imbe- |
watched Lier ten seconds I sighed be- !
her wake carrying things and asking |
her anxiously if the hot sun didn't |
| very night at a dance he said in the :
| middle of a waltz: ‘Hasn't that new |
| girl, Miss Bondy, the most wonderful
face?
appeal!’
m—
“I think } exhibited great self-con-
| trol. Instead of telling Arthur that she
! was a selfish, cold blooded, designing
| little minx with no sense and whose
. motto in regard to womankind was
| ‘No quarter!’ I agreed with him. This
| encouraged him to add that such a
girl, who was so helpless and con-
fiding and trustful always brought out
| the best in a man, somehow. Where-
;upon I told him I'd like to sit down
‘and rest.
“Of course there is nothing else so
i plentiful in the world as men; still, I
didn't fancy letting Veronica Bondy
walk off with Arthur just to show me
that she could do it.
“So when Veronica blockaded the
way as Arthur and I started out to
walk three miles through the woods
to a farm house where they sell ap-
ples, and said pathetically that
Like a child's in its innocent ~——=
|
|
|
she |
i
was s0 lonesome and there was noth- ' g=
ing to do, 1 promptly asked her to |
come along. That three miles is most.
ly climbing hills or coming down
. them, and part of th way the sand is
deep. She had on celicate pumps and
silk stockings and a frilly dress—and
I was garbed in khaki and walking
, boots,
“She hated to walk—I saw it in her
eyes—but she hated worse to let me
escap2 with Arthur for the whole aft-
ernoon. So she started. When Ar-
thur walks he walks—and though he
slowed down when I murmured that
we were tiring Miss Bondy he chafed
under it. He dis.ikes sauntering.
When we had stopped for the fourth
time so he could help Veronica re-
move the sand from her absurd shoes,
his lips were setting in a straight
line and he looked to me for sympa- |
, thy, but 1 merely beamed.
| “When we started back it began to
rain steadily. If there is. anything
! soppier and wetter than the woods
, when it pours rain I'd like to be in-
| formed of it. My hair curls naturally
| and rain doesn’t hurt khaki, so I didn’t
, care, but Veronica was indignant. She
| complained ‘dreadfully and somehow
i conveyed the idea that the rain was
due solely to Arthur's carelessness.
The more her complexion ran off the
{ more she complained, and at the end
{ of a mile her hair looked like seaweed.
| Her style demands fluffiness or coif-
fure to appear well. At evegy hill she
stormed. She said cnce that it must
be nice to be a gre: , husky, muscular
creature like me ar be able to nego-
tiate bad roads like n amazon, but as
for a delicate, wo .anly person like
herself, it was different.
“That was when I blithely suggested
to Arthur that he carry her. She'd
have let him, I truly believe, only he
pretended not to hear me. She in-
sisted on clinging to his arm,however,
and being dragged up the hill. Now,
a man has got to be utterly hopelessly
in love with a woman before he en-
joys dragging her up a hill when she
is quite capable of walking by her-
self. 1 think the sight of me ambling
merrily along as though I was good
for another 25 miles added to his jrri-
tation.
“When we were in sight of the ho-
tel I turned around and smiled hap-
pily at them. At that moment I ap-
preciated to the utmost my curly hair
and the color the rain had brought to
my cheeks. And Arthur had had to
look at her for three solid miles.
“I've had a perfectly beautiful
time!" I was hateful enough to say.
“‘I hope,’ said Veronica, in a voice
of rage—for she knew how she looR-
ed—‘that I don’t have pneumonia and
die from this!’
——
* ‘Here,’ Arthur stormed the minute
he got me alone. ‘What on earth did
you ever ask her to go along for?
“ 't you like to have the best
that is in you brought out? I asked
reproachfully. .
“And he said one of the most b
ang expressive words in the En
language under hés breath—but I
heard him. Then I knew that Vegon-
ga had bees wiped off the map!”
|
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