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I Gordon’s
I Proposal
It Only Came Alter He Recov¬
ered From His Baahlulneas
* By CLARA H. HOLMES
•
• Copyright. 1909, by Associated l.lt
• entry ('less.
"Thill Gordoi) McFarland.” ivnmrktHl
Davy Moulton, "is the limit tie hitsti l
courage enough to projwse."
"Hub! l)o you want to tuttrry him
that you are so anxious about it?"
"No; | haven't cherry lips and dim¬
ples”
"Never mind the inventory. Brother
Davy." site replied.
"All right. sis, but it'll never happen
unless you propose. In the presence
of his divinity meaning you-he is re¬
duced to a pulp.”
The sting to this teasing was in its
truth. Gordon was devotion Itself, yet
It was a silent adoration. He seemed
unable to utter a word In her presence.
Site had given him many opportunities
In tlmt unexplainable wa.v a woman
has. and once or twice lie had floun¬
dered and stammered with effort until
In vexation she had retorted so whim¬
sically thut She had silenced him com
pletely.
"Oh. lie’s Just too ridiculous, a great
big ihiug like him. stammering and
blushing like a schoolboy, it fairly
makes me ashamed," she grumbled
A woman's motives are difficult; to
fathom, Bess, in an unusual fit of
graciousiiess, had allowed Gordon to
escort her to a ball. Hite was justly
vain of tier escort's appearance as she
snuggled beside hlui lu the depths of
the carriage. But by the time they
had arrived her manner had changed
visibly, so much so (hat she almost
Ignored him after the conventional
first dance. He had tangled Ills feet
hopelessly in her train and missed
step until she was nearly beside her
*elf with mortification.
There was ample excuse for his be¬
wilderment. She was Intoxicnlingly
lovely, with her draperies floating,
cloudlike, about her bare shoulders,
and flic flush of exercise tinting her
face like a rose. Davy’s comment was,
“Gordon looks as if he would like to
eat her."
Bess was so provoked at this that
•he Intended to punish Gordon by
flirting outrageously. "Besides, If I
conld make him cross, he might pluck
■p a fraction of courage,” she thought.
It vexed her still more because she
felt that he understood her motive. So
did Davy, ami ho would not fall to
tease her on the morrow.
Carelessly tossing Gordon hey Pqu-
‘Every Month’
writes Lola P. Roberts, ol
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suffered with backache and
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the use of Cardui, got me
two bottles, and I have
been well ever since.”
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Notice to Creditors.
Notice is hereby given to all or-ditorr
of the Estate of 0. R. Twitty, rieee ir-ed
late of Mitchell County, Ga., to render
u their demands to the undersigned ae
cording to law; and all persons indebted
♦<> said estate are requested to make im¬
mediate payment.
This Oct. 14th, 1909.
W. C. Twitty. Administrator,
On Estate of O. R. Twitty.
quer In passing, she 1 walked off \fTfh
Gerald Stone for an ice.
“Queer duck, that Gordon. Doesn’t
appear to have much to say,” remark¬
ed Gerald Insinuatingly.
Here the eternal feminine came to
the surface. “Oh. I don't kuow!”
Her tone was resentful in the ex
treme. The next instant she said
sweetly, "Here's just the nook for a
quiet chat. Let us sit here awhile.
The ice can wait; so can Gordon.
He’d hold my bouquet ail night.”
laughingly.
An hour later Gordon sat abstract¬
edly pulling at the petals of the roses.
He had hoped that the flowers might
convey to her that which he found so
difficult to say.
In upon his musing dribbled the con¬
versation of two acquaintances.
"So Gerald Stone lias won Bessie
MoultonV 1 thought Gordon was to be
the man, but he lacked courage. He
deserves to lose her. He should know
a woman despises a faiut heart.” said
a voice be knew.
"I wonder how she would like it if
she knew that Gerald boasted to me of
his conquest? He told as tt great joke
that she had left Gordon to moon over
her bouquet. Bald ihey were going to
slip away and let him hunt for her
when he had tired of the flowers.
Seemed to think it mighty funny,” an¬
swered Hie speaker’s companion.
“It’s contemptible. I wouldn't have
thought it of Bessie Moulton!" was the
reply as they sauntered down the room.
The sturdy independence of Gordon's
Scotch ancestry rose within him. He
attached bis card to the flowers and
left them in the cloakroom; then, with
a determined step, lie left the house.
Bess loitered iu her frivolous chat
with the man she detested, dawdled
over her Ice and Anally sauntered back
to the dancing hail, apparently oblivi¬
ous to the fact that she had promised
this twostep to Gordon. She expected
him to be waiting for her. When he
was not to be seen she was perturbed.
“Cotne on, let's take this twostep.”
said Gerald, with great familiarity.
“No, thanks,” hotly resenting his
J tone. “You have had more than enough
of rny company for one evening.” she
added lightly lest she betray tier an¬
noyance as to Gordon.
An hour or so later she called Ger¬
ald to her side. “1 claim a woman’s
prerogative—I have changed my mind.
You may take me home.”
As he bowed his thanks be thought
of his boast to Van Asyltine and
smiled. "I suspect it was he who tat¬
tled."
Bess kept up a running fire of non¬
sense all the way home, effectually ex¬
cluding sentiment.
Gordon waited in the shadow of the
trees until they arrived. He meant to
assure himself that he was not being
misled and that he was doing her no
injustice.
"Not dignified, this, hut i must make
sure. I do not blame her for it, hut
she might have been more kind about
It. 1 certainly subjected her to ridi¬
cule. and then, when she showed tne
her favor so plainly mid I was such a
tongue tied fool that I couldn't take
advantage of tt. she must have thought
—oh, I do not know what she could
think but that I was a fool!” he unit
tered bitterly.
He watched (Jerald assist her from
the carriage with what looked to his
jealous eyes like an embrace, and as
she turned to enter the bouse he gave
her the flowers. She tossed them into
the shrubbtry disdainfully. “1 don't
want the withered things." she said.
Gordon gathered one rose from the
apparently despised bouquet and plac¬
ed it in a book, as if he had need of
n token by which to remember this
one night.
In the meantime Bess, in her room,
was pressing his card to her lips with
tears and inarticulate murmurtngs.
*******
Two years later Gordon McFarland
sat In his office writing. It wns after
business hours, but he had remained
to think out certain points in quiet and
solitude.
Turning in his chair, he picked up
the telephone receiver.
"I will call Jones and find out what
he knows about this business, 1 ' he
soliloquized. He was on the point of
calling "Hello, central!” when the
sound of his own name arrested his
attention. "That’s the nuisance of a
party line,” he muttered. He had no
intentiou of listening, but bow could
he help it wheD he heard his own name
in that well remembered voice?
“Oh, Gordon McFarland? Well. If
you'll never, never breathe it I’ll tell
you. He took me to a ball, and, yes,
Grace, he left me to get home as best
I could.
"No; certainly I don't think he was
to blame. It must have been some of
Davy’s mischief.
“Yes, of course Davy denied it. but I
know it was. Gordon would not have
done it unless he thought he was Justi¬
fied.
“What's that? Did 1 really care?
Well, yes, I did, and I don't care if
you do know it.
“No, uo; we weren't engaged. He
was so bashful.
“What’s that? Encourage him? I—
I did. I tried to make him jealous of
that abominable Gerald Stone, and—
and I succeeded. That’s how it all
nanoeneq.
“Ten. tha't’s so. It isn’t the thing to
talk secrets over a phone. Those hor¬
rid operators always do listen. Weil,
good by ! Come over in the morning—
824 Fourth street, you remember. Good
, night!”
i Gordon called Id hurriedly before she
i could hang up, "Hello. Bessie!”
j “Well, what is it, Grace?"
“This is not Grace. Bessie.”
"Gordon McFarland!” The exclama¬
tion was one of dismayed surprise.
“Yes. I have recovered from my
bashfulness. Will you marry me now.
Bessie?”
“indeed I will not! You’re just too
awful! You listened!”
“I couldn't help it, and I'm glad I
didn't try. Don't you hang up that re¬
ceiver or I’ll be there within ten min¬
utes.” he threatened.
“Then I’ll hang it up. If you want
an answer to that question come and
get it.” And he beard the receiver
clang as it reached the hook.
The Deer's Eyes.
A Canadian hunter tells this inci¬
dent of how he once came face to face
with his quarry and hadn't the heart
to fire: “It wasn’t a case of 'buck fe
ver.' such as a novice might experi¬
ence, for I had been a hunter for many
years and had killed a good many
deer. This was a particularly fine
buck that 1 had followed for three
days. A strong man can run any deer
to earth in time, and at last I had my
prey tired out. From the top of a hill
I sighted him a few miles away. He
had given up the fight and had
stretched himself out on the snow. As
I stalked him he changed his position
and took sheiter behind a bowlder,
and, using the Same bowlder for a
shelter. I came suddenly face to face
with him. He didn’t attempt to run
away, but stood there looking at me
with the most piteous pair of eyes I
ever saw.
“Shoot? I could have no more shot
him than t could have shot a child
Had the chance come from a distance
of a hundred yards 1 would have shot
him down and carried his antlers
home in triumph, but once having
looked Into those eyes it would have
been nothing less than murder. 1 have
hunted deer since then, but i find the
sport affords me little pleasure. When
ever l draw a bead the picture of
those mute, appealing eyes comes be¬
fore me, and, though it has not pre¬
vented me from pulling the trigger. I
have always felt glad somehow when
my bullet failed to find its mark.”
Mair Sense.
A Scottish lad had his leg injured at
a factory and was treated for some
time by the doctor without favorable
results.
His mother had great faith in a local
bone setter and wanted her son to go
to him, but ttie boy objected, prefer¬
ring. as he said, the “reg'lar faculty ”
Finally, however, he yielded to his
mother’s persuasions and was taken
to the famous bone setter. The leg
was duly examined, and it was found
necessary to pull it very severely in
order “to get the bone in," as the
bone setter expressed it.
The patient howled in agony, but at
last the bone was "got in.” and he was
bidden to go home—in a few days he
would tie ail right and could resume
work.
“Didn’t he do it well?” said the joy
ous old lady ns they started homeward
“Yes. he did. mother,” said the lad
“Ho pulled it well, but ye ken I was
na sic a fool as to gie him the bad
leg "—London Tatler.
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Baffled.
Confidence Mau— Why. how do you
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Westerner—See here, young fellow,
uiy name ain’t Wilson. My name’s
John Jones, alias Pete Rodney, alias
Jim Hall, alias Joe Peters. So you
better move on.—Western Times.
Pure Single and Rose Comb,
Rhode Island Red eggs at $1.00
for 15.—Mrs. Susie C. Crocker.
AS YOU READ
“The Beast and the Jungle,” every
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at the conditions exposed will be
almost lost in your admiration of
Judge Lindsey’s game, single-handed
fight and your realization that he is
performing a magnificent public
service!
You’ll find the
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Before and After.
“Before I was married I used t<> ac¬
cuse my fiancee of smiling so often in
order that she might show her pretty
teeth.”
“And after marriage?"
“I soon found out that she could
show her teeth without smiling."
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What He Called It.
"What is your occupation?" asked
tbe attorney.
“I haven't any,” the witness answer¬
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“Weil, don’t you call that an occupa¬
tion?"
“No, sir: I call that a job."
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Tin plate making was introduced into
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The first commercial manufacture o<
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