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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, July 07, 1914, NOON EDITION, Image 14

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the courtship wearisome. Her moth
er yawns. Sometimes she nods and
her eyes close. Then. . . . None of
your business, Paul Pry! Even a
Mexican courtship has its rewards,
and they arell the sweeter, I'll bet,
for being few auekhard to get.
I thiik the courtship is nearly end
ed. I saw it start.
Miguel, in immaculate ducks,
sauntered day after day, past the
window. It was shuttered. Miguel
swaggered and strutted and postured.
Through the tiniest of cracks Do
lores' mother was watching. He is a
presentable young man. Dolores
also peeps and blushes. Mother
makes cautious inquiries. Miguel is
of good family and- steady habits.
Dolores might do worse.
Dolores is sounded. Miguel, she
confesses through her fingers, is
pleasing in her eyes.
- The next time Miguel swaggers
past, Dolores is in the window. Off
comes Miguel's hat. Dolores, nods,
smiles, blushes and disappears. An
hour later Miguel reappears, bearing
a bouqiiet. In it isconcealed a note
a declaration of his lover-like in
tentions, beautifully worded.
Yet another hour passes. A note
falls fluttering to the sidewalk at
Miguel's feet. It is short, maidenly,
reserved, and it is signed "Dolores."
She gives Miguel permission to stop
at the window.
Miguel loses not a minute in avail
ing himself of the permission. They
talk, hour after hour, day after day,
of the most commonplace things.
Mother watches and listens, apprais
ing Miguel. Every night after Do
lores has gone to bed, her mother re
ports to her husband.
By and By a wonderful thing hap
pens. The door swings open and
Miguel enters. Ceremoniously he is
made known td the members of Do
lores' family. He must pet the dog
and cat and praise the linguistic at
tainments of the parrot.
He may sit beside Dolores. If he
proposes formally, and she accepts
him, and her father and mother give
their consent, he may even hold her
hand.
But he may not put his arm around
her waist. Certainly he may not kiss
her save on the sly.
"Time enough for that, young
man," says Dolores' mother, "when
you are married."
o-
THE CONFESSIONS OF A WIFE
JWEDD1E UNWILLINGLY BETRAYS DICK. CONFESSION 200
Wiuje jvioiue ana i were trying to
devise"" some plan by which she could
repulse bid Mr. Autisdel's unwelcome
attentions, the telephone rang and
the clerk announced Mr. Edie.
My heart stood still, for I was sure
that something had happened to Dick.
Mollie, too, was worried, for I could
hear a little tremor in her voice as
she said: "Send him up; Mrs. Wav
erly will see him."
"Where is Dick?" we both asked
in a breath as Jim Edie opened the
door.
"Haven't the slightest idea," an
swered Mr. Edie. "Haven't seen him
today and came around to see Mar
gie, expecting to find him with her
as a dutiful husband should be with
a sick wife.
"You are looking better than I ex
pected to see you, my dear Margie,"
he said rather soberly as he came to
my bed. "I tell you I had a chill when
I knew what a close call you had.
Did you think Dick was with me?"
he asked, turning to Mollie.
"We certainly did!" answered Mol
lie sturdily, "particularly as Dick tele
phoned us that he -was going to take
dinner with you at the club and you
were going to stay to the 'smoker'
afterward."
A look came over Jim's face as
though -he was thinking. "Now I have
certainly 'got it in bad' for Dick,"
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