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Dominion, Volume 15, Issue 234, 29 June 1922, Page 12

What Mam in the Moon Saw. The Man in the Moon has seen some'funny things in his time, and will probable the world being what it is, see a few more funny things before his light goes out. Like certain'sporting gentlemen that we know v of, he sees a good deal more when rhe’s full than when he is only half- > full. The last time he was full he climbed over the top of Mount Victoria, WHERE and as he looked down the slopes ' below he expanded into an unusually broad grin. Sitting on a grassy nook overlooking the. brilliant lights of Courtenay Place was a very sentimental couple. Long experience having trained him in the art of deduction he was able to make a fairly good guess at what this very sentimental couple sitting on that grassy nook on the slopes of Mount Victoria were talking about. 1 The story he glimpsed with his twinkling old eyes ran something like this:— “George?” ' 1 , '. I “Yes, Tootles," whispered ' 1 ■ George. ' V i "When we’re married—-—” nry tt? JL JtjLKlfl *T wish it was to-morrow, Toots les,” said George. “Don’t interrupt, George, dear—this is serious.” And she squeezed , his arm reprovingly. “Righto, Tootles, fire away—l’m listening,” said George, with a great deal more toleration and indulgence than—as we happen to know, don’t ' we?—he was likely to display later pn. Byt that is another story. Tootles—her real name was Ethel, but in babyhood and eligible maidenhood strange liberties are taking with baptismal nomenclature— Tootles, gave his arm another squeeze. The Man in the /Moon winked solemnly and remarked to ■ f MONEY himself that he had seen millions of young men just like this one being ' coiled round the finger of some girl or another, only to uncoil themselves later' on and declare that they had ■. p minds of their own, and by Gad they intended to use ’em. , . So Tootles went oh Swith the game: “You see, George,” she said, “when we're'married I’d like to live somewhere round about here.” • “Why?” exclaimed George, who had nursed a furtive ambition for something with honeysuckle and crimson ramblers playing about the front porch in a remote suburb far, far from the madding crowd-—and all that sort of thing. IS “You see, George,” she went on, "we must be practical. Love is all very well, and ” “I thought it was everything!" said George, bitterly. i , .■ , . . “Yes, yes, of course, it is,” said Tootles. “Don’t be silly. But there are other things as well- 1 — there’s shopping to be done. My Georgy must eat. The house will want hundreds of .things we won’t think of at first, and I must be near a good shopping centre. That’s why 1 want to be near enough to get to Courtenay Place, and do everything myself while you're away at the office. Now mother thinks a lot of Courtenay Place for shopSAVED ping—an-d so do I,” she added hastily, noting the furrow on I George’s brow. “You see, we two are just starting out in life and we want to save a little in case we —we —can’t save any when we’re older. What mother—what I say, is that if we live somewhere handy, or even come ipto Courtenay Place I could come into Courtenay Place often and do my shopping—our shopping, George, you see.” George said nothing. But the Man in the Moon, observing what he did, winked a fat, comfortable wink, and disappeared considerately behind a convenient cloud.