FEMININE FABLES.

Taranaki Daily News, 11 February 1928, Page 20

FEMININE FABLES.

She won his interest by her avowed enthusiasm for Wells and Galsworthy. She won his heart when she took him to her home, and let him feast on the records she proclaimed to be her favourites; the immortal classics that not een the cheapest gramophone can wholly mar. When they had been married three weeks, and the honeymoon was over, he “put on” the Moonlight Sonata after dinner. “Oh! for heaven’s sake,” said his dear little -ride, “take that stuff off and let’s have some jazz!” Deeming it but a mood, he put his arm about her, and tried a touch of Swinburne: “Ask nothing more of me, sweet; All I can give you I give—’’ Her eyes had shone like stars when fir;t he recited to her, on a summer night, that lover’s rhapsody. But now, “The Oblation” bored her stiff. “Do remember that we’re married people, she said, when she had calmed down with the aid of half a pound of chocolates. Her mate lifted enlightened eyes to the countenance confronting him. And the talking parrot, in the cage above them, put his grey head on one side ' and chuckled with diabolical glee: Such is Life. Such is Life! Al ; de 1.