TOO MUCH BUTTER.

Cromwell Argus, Volume XXXVII, Issue 2008, 1 October 1906, Page 2

TOO MUCH BUTTER.

"Do you really mean it, Mr. Spooner, when you say that 1 am the best girl in the world ?" asked Miss Flypp, after the young man had suggested that she should become Mrs. Spooner. "Indeed, I do, Miss Flypp," asservated the young man. "I say it again—you are the best girl in the world.'' "And the loveliest I think you said ?" "The loveliest, without doubt." "I think you said something about my accomplishments, too?" I did. I said they excelled those of other girls." "I believe you called me sweet ?" "'A sweeter woman ne'er drew breath,' " quoted the ardent lover. "You used the word 'perfect,' too. didn't you ?" "I did. I also pronounced you the pink of perfection, propriety, and medesty, the empress of my heart, the peerless one among the beauteous creatures of your sex, a maiden adorable, enchanting, and worthy of the hand of the best man on earth. Say tne word that will make me the happiest man on earth, my own Dora," "Before I give you an answer. Mr. Spooner, I should like to ask you a question." "A dozen if you like." "One will be enough. Don't you think that you have "a good deal of assurance to expect to marry a wo man with all those excellent qualities to marry such an ordinary man as you ?" Then Mr. Spooner went home.