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At this thought, that my _fiancee_ had endangered his hand
and the rest of his person in order to acquire money for our
ultamate marriage, my anger died.
I therfore submitted to an embrase, and washed the car,
which was covered with mud. as Tom had but one hand and that
holding a cigarette.
Now and then, Dear Reader, when not to much worried with
finances, I look back and recall those halycon days when Love
had its place in my life, filling it to the exclusion of even
suficient food, and rendering me immune to the questions of my
Familey, who wanted to know how I spent my time.
Oh, magic eyes of afection, which see the beloved object as
containing all the virtues, including strong features and
intellagence! Oh, dear dead Dreams, when I saw myself going down
the church isle in white satin and Dutchess lace! O Tempora O
Mores! Farewell.
What would have happened, I wonder, if father had not
discharged Smith that night for carrying passengers to the Club
from the railway station in our car, charging them fifty cents
each and scraching the varnish with golf clubs?
I know not.
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