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About The Sunday Oregonian. (Portland, Ore.) 1881-current | View Entire Issue (Sept. 6, 1908)
THE STJXDAY OKEGONTAy; 1 SKPTESIBEK 5, 1908. k FJ F T7 5 m nau ace J viman r . TRADDLES ATTEMPTS TO PROPOSE One day when summer's heat was spent and nights were cool and sweet They gave an arbor dinner at the Devens' country- seat. NJ-a t an arhor dinner all the cuests are ud in trees And waiters hand the food aloft (a thing not done with ease). Wise Fluffy thought it foolish, but 'twould serve to pass the day; So when she was invited she accepted right away. Aunt Mary sought Joe" Traddles, who was going to the frolic a A A. kimirtnt mo isrv Hlne in fact, auite melancholic ' niiuiwuiw""'vv'"6 y i S3 ft 4 i BR 111 fe, Wf 111111 m VU M ' . . . M A i a : . r I I I U 1 II 71 -M' V 'f If 11 111 I m ' i K ' I II. V .V jT ,7T 1 S . ffl, li Mil fejfe' A " ' V fall? Who knows but they may saw the limbs and give us all ... -... . i Let s hope it rains and then theyMl have it in the dining hall. But all that day the autumn sun in cloudless heavens sailed. And if sweet Fluffy prayed for rain her prayers had notavai Thev climb the trees, a merry crowd : the branches sway And little birds with piteous pipes give voice to their surprise The soup is served, the guests rail to and almost their perches Retaining equilibrium with many sudden lurches. 2- Sh'e said, "Now, if it "happens that the honor comes to.you To take Miss Fluffy upf to dinner you know what to do; As side by side the branch you sit you readily can ask If she'll consent to be your wife, a rruly pleasant task." The seventh of September came; at breakfast Fluffy sat And much amused her maiden aunt with pleasant chitter chat. lahor troub esat the Devens-; some Italians there With big black hands and thumb marks red have worked up, quite a scare. . ,cf"r nsef mm m leave. Y7 - T A 4 Wt ! iV' A 4 Joe Traddles, to his great delight was by dear Fluffy's side, And as he gazed upon her face he vyished the knot was tied. . "Miss Fluffy,; this is jolly. Don't you feel just like a bird T "No, feeling that I'm quite grown up, I think it is absurd." " (Now, who is that who softly steals behind that hawthorn hedge ? t . , . A swarthy man whose eyes -of guile would s2t one's teeth on ' ' edge. , A smoking sphere is in his hand, his errand is most foul, Hcseeks to Jtill ihgjjingg Thre. all birring dtDV ic-wl.) v y.. - s v " . (COPYRIGHT, 1908, BY THE NEW YORK HERALD CO.) All Rights Reserved. $- "Miss Fluffy, I would like a chance to say to say a word, . I do not think" (Oh, say it quick) Vs like from me you've heard." He lo6ks below, he sees the man, he fathoms at a glance His diabolical design (she sees him look askance). He drops upon the fellow's neck and chokes his windpipe dark And pinches with his fingers strong the fuse's wicked spark. The guests all praise him ; butbeyond he prizes Fluffy's glance, Yet realizes he has lost another, precious chance.
