Democratic Sentinel, Volume 18, Number 25, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 13 July 1894 — THE SAME GIRL. [ARTICLE]

THE SAME GIRL.

Just Returned with HU Hrlde He Meets a Sympathetic Old Friend. “Hello, Jack, old boy! Haven't met you in a month. ” “Noj I returned from' the country with my bride.” “Really? Shake. My congratulations. C me —i’ll open a small bottle in her honor. She wasn't a Squedunk girl, where we summered last year, was she.'” "Exactly. You left in July. I lost my heart'in August.” “Ah. you old rascal! Well, here's to the bride! Drink hearty. Great town, that Squedunk; lull of awfully jolly girls; some of them great Hirts too. ’’ "Ah?” “At least I found them so. I had no end of fiancees, so to speak—sometimes meeting two or three on the same evening by appointment. It was great sport. You see, a man has to go a long way around among so many girls at a summer resort. But they were charmers—no mistake. ” “Ves; I found them so. ” “And so deuced sentimental, too, by Jove! I remember one in particular—a hazel-e.ved blonde with a bewitching air. Gad! She would actually hug herself into hysterics. And such kisses—v/aow! We used to wander ovor the lovely mountain paths by moonlight till midnight. A dear girl, too; forgptten her name. Guess you didn't meet her. Let mo see —it was Lottie somebody ” “Not Lottie Huggus?” “That's the girl—the very same, by Jove!” “She's upstairs now.” “Gad, you don’t say.” “Fact! She's on her honeymoon.’ “ Waow! Who’s the poor devil?” “1 am.’’—Boston Herald.