seven A.M.
Some fellows propose to a girl before they know whether her front and her back hair match , and then holler that they 're stuck when they find that she 's got a cork leg and a glass eye as well . I have n't any sympathy with them . They start out on the principle that married people have only one meal a day , and that of fried oysters and tutti-frutti ice-cream after the theatre . Naturally , a girl 's got her better nature and her best complexion along under those circumstances ; but the really valuable thing to know is how she approaches ham and eggs at seven A.M. , and whether she brings her complexion with her to the breakfast table . And these fellows make a girl believe that they 're going to spend all the time between eight and eleven P.M. , for the rest of their lives , holding a hundred and forty pounds , live weight , in their lap , and saying that it feels like a feather . The thing to find out is whether , when one of them gets up to holding a ten pound baby in his arms , for five minutes , he 's going to carry on as if it weighed a ton . A girl can usually catch a whisper to the effect that she 's the showiest goods on the shelf , but the vital thing for a fellow to know is whether her ears are sharp enough to hear him when he shouts that she 's spending too much money and that she must reduce expenses .