Evening Star Newspaper, July 30, 1922, Page 62

T first sight, the promenade deck was deserted, and small wonder, for the fog had not yet lifted and the sea was cold and slaty-gray and still upset by the memory of yesterday's south- easter. The ship was cutting ob- liquely Into the gulf stream, and the gulf stream with a gale behind it was no respecter of landsmen. Yet to Sargent, who thought himself afone oa.geck, there was a“keen exhilara- tlon tn the weather. Lif> under such conditions was almost a personal tri- | umph, and he gloried in it. He wanted to shout aloud, exultantly, at the whiplash of the spray across his face. Then, out of the uncertain fog, came the figure of a woman. wrapped in a great plaid cape. and she neared him he saw that she was voung and that her eves reflected the same spirit which was in himself. She, too, had caught the spirit of ad- venture, and she, too, was feeling far superior to those who were below, ringing desperately for stewards. As they came abreast her eyes, which were just visible over the heavy collar, changed expression She looked as if she expected him to | speak to her. He didn't speak. He | attempted to walk past her slowly | and qignifiedly, but a sudden lurch of | the steamer destroyed his balance, and in the next moment he found that he was clinging to her instead. He had released her and he was about to say something courtecus and - Ay W& NN = AN appropriate when the slope of the deck was suddenly reserved. To save themselves they clutched wildly at| each other, struggled for a footing. and slid down to the rail. The girl was laughing merrily and a trifle helplessly. Sargent disengaged himself and wiped the salt from his eyes. | “If this weather lasts long enough.” he said, “it'll be almost equivalent to an introduction.” Qhe was still laughing “I knew you didn’t remember me, Dr. Sargent.” * ok ko VA/ITH ail due politeness, he would right instant her collar was wrehched have shaken his head, but at the aside by the wind and he recognized | her. “Why, of course—why, certainly! You're in Waban College. You're in one of my senior classes. English 627 You're—you're Miss Dennison. ‘Well, 1 wasn't prepared to meet any of my students on this trip, and even if I ou were sa thoroughly that cloak. Did some of | your friends come with you?" “No, I'm all by myself. I'm run- ning away from everybody As she smiled up at him he was conscious that neither in appearance nor manner was she the typical col- lege senior. For one thing. she w. slightly older than thg average— | twenty-three or four. at a guess—and for another, she had none of the precious air of condescension which @t Waban and some other places is | supposed to be a mark of rank and | breeding. s “So am I running away.” hé said. | Already he had admired her eves. ! Now, to the qualities which he had | meen in them, honesty and humor and smagination, he added sensitiveness, which was evident in the shape of her mouth, and a strength of char- acter stopping just short of stub-| bormness, which was proved by the mold of her chin. Sargent was compelled to set his back to the flying scud. Let's get out of this. ready to go below?” “Oh, no—not yet ‘ome on, then. ou know,” she gasped, “I wouldn't ; have imagined vou'd like this sort of thing, doctor.” ! They had turned into the wind | again, gnd he made no answef until | they had gone the full length of she deck. “Back there at Waban,” he said, “T have to be your—and a thousand other girls' and the faculty's and the trustees’—idea of what a professor ought to be.” She hesitated. “But you're really fond of what vou're doifig at Waban, aren't you? And fond of Waban itself?" “Yes.” “Well. I'm not.” “Yow-iza't like Waban?' Tete 1t,” sne sald. “Ever since the first day. I came only because it was a sort of—bargain I made. So. vou see, I'm not a good example. I don’t pretend to be anything but a hypocrite.” “That's rather hard to believe. Didn’t you want to come to college at all?” 1 She glanced at him, appraised him and gathered confidence. . Are you It's too glorious.” | iyet he had given her a new opinion “No. 1 wanted to travel. Co overywhere and see everything and— have adventures and experiences. Only, my uncle wanted me te have a college degree, so I had to give in and make a bargain. If I graduated I could have a two-year trip around the world.” He fancied' that her voice broke slightly. “If I didn't—I couldq g0 home. That's in Napoleon, Mis- souri. .It's _being buried alive!” * Bk % rTHE wind was hustling them aft, but she relaxed her hold and ed in the companionway. Is there such a thing @s a con- scientious hypocrite? 1f there is, I've been one. ['ve tried not to let my uncle know how 1 loathed Waban. He thinks T like it. He doesn’t know I've just been trying to earn my two vears abroad. Nobody else does. I've worked—oh, how I've worked! And it's no use. I haven't one chance in fifty. That's why I'm going to Ber- muda for Easter vacation. [ thought I'd better see Bermuda, anyway.” “But. my dear girl “He keeps his bargain, too. So do Only wheh I've never been any- where and when I've worked four solid years I can't help being a little —depressed, can 17" “What makes you so isn't a chanc “Because now it all depends on one course, and I'm hopeless in that.” “What course is it?" He read the! answer in her eyes and he caught her just as she was escaping to the com- panionway. “You can't desert me like that. Let me get some rugs and make vou comfortable, and then tell me everything straight from the be- ginning." ¢ She was giving him brief glances, half-shamefaced, half-distrustful, from under her lashes. “I was asking for—charit nothing you ean do about i “Not as your instructor. No, there isn’t. But we aren’'t at Waban now. Come and tell me, as man to man.” They were equally startled when the bugle summoned them to dinner. In the meantime she had confirmed many of his early impressions. She was twenty-three, and she had come late to college because she hadn’t prepared to come at all. She was the type of person which simply can't learn wisdom from the sure there . There's I i printed page. but the whole world was a text book to her. Such people at college are usually said to lack application, but a dozen years later at class reunions they stand out head and shoulders above those who got in astronomy and sociology. Sar- gent understood her—first, because he wanted to understand her, and, second, because she put him in mind of what his own problem had been a dozen vears ago. A But even if he made no confessions, of him, an opinion which few of her classmates would have shared. They thought him a coldly intellectual ma- chine. Miss Dennison saw that he was merely a young man who had vielded to his shyness. * k kK TTHEY went in to dinner, and when they emerged the sea was calmer and the clouds were breaking away. “Naturally,” said Sargent without preface, “I'm in rather an awkward | position. If it weren't one of my own ' courses, I could offer to%tutor you. We could do a lot in ten days. But I'm afraid it wouldn't be exactly tair.” Of course it wouldn't. But you know I'm grateful, don’t you?" “All T've done is to listen.” “I know, but when it was supposed to be a vacation for you—" She broke oft short. Presently he =ald, “Why, what's the matter?” She had been fumbling"temperately at first, but later in some excitement, at the pockets of her cape. _° “Why—it's my purse! I didn't want to leave it in the stateroom. I know 3 had it when we went in to dinner." She looked up at him, and even in the dim light he could estimate her dis- tress. “It had all my money and my ticket in it, and it's gone!” “Don’t begin to worry yet. We'll find it. One of them stewards has probably picked it up. Come on ana we'll see about 1t.” The stewards, however, plead | gent. Inis jaw dropped. iman’s intonation. i Pretty.slick alibi. | together? Were ti ignorance. Miss Dennison was pale. “Will you exeuse me if 1.go back to my stateroom? I know it's not there, but—" “Youd better look, anyway. We'll find it. And if we don't—why, I've plenty of money with me, or you can cable your uncle.” . Her expression showed no relief. ‘You don't know him. Didn% I tell you I'm running away? He'd never forgive me—never! He thinks women ought to have escorts, even to go across the street.” It you don’t find it in your room, we'll see the purser. No, please—I don’t mean that for a joke. He's the officer who has charge of the stewards.’ Her smile was white but apologetic. “I might have known you wouldn't joke about it. Would you mind wait- ing for me? I am worried.” He waited nervously until she ap- peared, empty-handed. 1ts not there. 1 knew- it wasn't.” Now don’t take it too hard, Miss Dennison. We'll find it. And I ean help you out for the present—" “It isn't that,” she said. “If Fve lost it I'll have to draw on my uncle again. And he’ll ask why.and I'll have to tell him the truth. I'd have told him anyway, but when it has to be like this, all of a sudden, it isn't going to be very joyful. Where's the purser’s’ officy Ab erence. son's story. * ok kX HE purser recelved them with a rather noticeable failure of def- He listened to Miss Denni- He gazed at her and Sar- He whistled softly. After a pause he rummaged in his desk, brought out a newspaper and laid it, folded, in front of him. “You've got somethin’ to identify yourself, of course?’ Sargent nodded perplexedly. “Yes, of course. Butx—" “Let's have it, please.” Sargent glared at him. “I don't quite see the point, and I certainly don’t care for your manner. But if its in any way material—" He I reached for the flat leather wallet which contalned his money and a score of cards and letters. Suddenly He turned to Miss Dennison blankly. ‘Mine's gone, too!" “Just stay right where you are a second. I want to call the cap'n.” He handed Sargent the newepaper and used his thumb as a pointer. i “Ever see that?” Sargent glanced dazedly at the headlines. “What's this got to do with—oh! )o you suspect those people are on oard?” “Looks so, don’t it?" “Yes, it—" He stopped abruptly. He had caught the significance of the He leaped to his I by feet. “What in the devil do you mean? Do we——" He choked over it. “D¢ we look to you like a pair of professional crooks? Do we?’ The purser sat back calmly. “Easy, now—easy! We were tipped off day before: yesterday. - Descrip- tions fit,.don'tithey? Sort of funny— what you_could almost call a coincl- dence—both: of .you comin’ in here together, claimin’ youbeen robbed. 1 s'pose you fig-’ ured ,because - the cable - was: broke Bermuda, wouldn’t have heard about you.” Sargent was _shocked out of his anger. B “Cable? . You say {t's—broken?” He turned back to Miss Dennisolf, who had been sitting motionless. *Come. on! We'll see.the captain!”’ “You stay right there. Here he is now.” The captain convinced them in less than a minute that he was a man of | no imagination. Were they traveling y related? How did it happen that neither -of them possessed_the slightest identification except what tliey claimed to have car- ried on their persons®? He picked up descriptions. been warned the day before yester- day. He added that Sargent and Miss Dennison had been reported .to him the instant they came aboard. A college professar of Endlish and a student? He smiled blandly.- At ‘east, their story was original. the newspaper and read aloud the t'olbrok.r _offerefl twenty. He repeated that he had ! promf * going to watch you both till we land. You behave yourselves and you won't get In trouble. But if ypu don't— that's all?” LF “And_you—both of you,” said Sar- gent thickly, “you’ll be down on your knees. apologizing before I'm done with you!” * ¥ X ¥ VWHEN they stumbled out on deck the girl was laughing, half-hys- terically, In her throat, but before she had gone a dozen pades Sargent caught the echo of & sob. ‘Don’t you worry,” he sald stoutly. “p11 get us out of this somehow.” He saw that her shoulders were quivering. There was only one thing for him to do, and he did it. He put his arm around her and tried to corfi- fort her, and promised that tomorrow he would mend the world for her. “Please don’t think I'm & baby” she satd. “I don’t cry once a year, but 1 was so mad at those two fatheads!” Sargent modded. “The best thing for us to Jo. T sup- pose, 18 to try to see the funny side of it. I have about four dollars in silver, and tomorrow morning weTre ‘|going to land on an island without cable communication. She looked up quickly. “Can’t you cash a check?’ “My dear girl, can't you imagine the kind of publicity this brilliant captain of ours is going to send out ahead of us? No, I rather guess wa'll have to mark time until J can get a letter up to Boston.” “Why—wouldn’t one of the hotels— trust 0s?" E Does it sound likely? You have to admit that our story isn't any too plausible—not when the other side of it had been told first. I don't even think we want to stay in Hamilton. We'll have to find some iitlle out-of- the-way place where they haven't| heard the news—oh’' have you any money at all?’ “Yes—a two-dollar bill. in my vanity case.” “That’'s fine! Six dollars altogether. If there’s a pawnshop anywhere I can raise something on my watch: = Her face lighted. “Why, of cours And I've a watch and some silver things—brushes ahd a mirror.” She paused, and pres- ently she laughed in & new key. “I almost hope we don’t get too much for them, don't you? It won't be half such an adventure if we aren’t fright- fully poo: When she went below she had al- most forgotten to-resent the purser and the captain, and Sargent took away with him a curiously lasting reminiscence of her smile and the clasp of her hand. He had been afrafd of difficulties at the dock, but he was vastly relieved when no officer of the ship and then no officer on shore took notice of them. Their luggage had passed through customs. They were out of the inclosnre and in’ Queen street, when Sargent's heart almost stopped beating. A steward was racing after him and calling his name. “Qh, Dr. Sargent! Cap'n wants to see you!” Sargent turned crimson. “You tell the captain— Miss Dennison put her hand on his sleeve. S “Hadn’t you better go back and see what he wants? It can't make things any worse. It might make them better.” He was persuaded, but when, ten minutes later, he rejoined her, his expression was hard and set. “I'm.glad you didn’t go with me” he sald shortly. “Let's not talk about it” 1 found it S THEY svoided ‘the fashionable ho- tels of Hamilton and presently discovered s ‘house in Fairyland, which in litera- ture is still.a pravince with rather In- definite boundaries, but in Bermuda is legally on the map. Here they en- gaged a room, for Miss Depnison, after which Sargent, carried the con- ventions half a mile farther before he found lodgings for himself. “Now, then,” he said,-“you collect everything you .can spare. We'll go to make friends with .the money- lenders. J [ He had expected to do the business olgmg, but he was mistaken. Miss Cesmtson, fascindted by novelty, re- fuoed to “wait ‘on a street corner. They weat into theshop together, and she stood-at Sargent’s elbow while he demanded a hundred dellars.' The They com- at thirty. " she said, “I could have done better inyself! Men are so imprac- ticall And thirty-six dollars—why, we owe thirty-five of it the end of the we A “It's occurred .to me,” he said hum- bly, “that if we changed _from the s “Don’t forget, young man,” he ‘said, | American to the European plant, just|their bills (and pawned their suit- ‘we've gotlour eyes wide open. /Fm|paid for our rooms’and breakfasts, a» Fairy Island Venturesome Runawads on a ByH | and then— Naturally, we want to see: Bermuyda, and if we went on walking trips and picnicked, instead of eating in those stuffy dining rooms, we'd ve money and have a bétter time. She halted. ¥ “Now that's a practical idea! And there's something else about it, too. ‘Who'd suspect us for—for those hor- rid people they did suspect us for if we went on walking trips and plenics?” His eyes softened. “That bothers you, doesn't it?” “Well, why wouldn’t It? But if we aren't among a lot of people until our money comes I'd feel better. She demanded five dollarg from him and proceeded to drive hard bargains at a second-hand store, and when he perceived how mdny elements of a camp cooking outfit she had bought = o o A 5 e for next to nothing he shook his head with mock solemnity. In the evening they sat for a long time on a beach overlooking the dainty Isle of White. As she came in her landlady said to her: “I hear they was a couple of s'ciety pickpockets on the boat.” Miss Dennison bianched. “Were there? “Yes, and some says they was ar- rested. Didn’t you hear about it? “Why, n-no. Are you sure they were arrested? “No, but that's what some savs, or else they're goin' to be.” She £ x % % SHE went guiltily to her room. wished that Sargent were nearer to her. She slept poorly, and in the morning she was feverish until he called for her. “Let's begin exploring today.” she urged him. “Please. You don't mind, do you?" “We'll start today, by all means. but 11 don’t want you to be worried all the time. Besides—" He flushed a little. “If it hadn’t been for this par- ticular kind of mix-up I shouldn't have had the courage to—elect my- self your associate.” She had learned that he was very susceptible to any attack upon his shyness. “Do you mean that if we both hadn't lost our money you'd have ignored me?% “No,” said Sargent gravely, “not that. But I'd have given you a choice. As it is, T couldn't even give mysell a choice. My job was to take care of yo Oh! Purely a matter of duty, then?” Her tone was tantalizing. “A matter of pleasure to myself. but when it also happened to be a duty I wasn't afraid you'd misjudge me. I wasn't thinking of myself at all—T was thinking of you." There was a prolonged hiatus. “I didn't mean to tease you.” she said contritely. “But you do tease 8o easily. Well, I won't do it any more. Where'll we go for the first plcnic?” Now, if ever there rises a wave of popular sentynent against romance. Bermuda will surely have to be put on a special blacklist. And here were two young Deople, a man of twenty- ntne and a girl of twenty-three, thrown together in a romantic spot, and under circumstances which had made them friends, partners, almost before they were acquaintances. The man had begun with sympathy, and the girl had given him back grati- tude. Next, they had shared a com- mon loss and a common libel. Now, penniless wayfarers, they were to- gether on a fairy island, and in their daily budget and in the distributon of duties—the man to’ carry the bur- dens, the girl to season the food— there was a marked suggestion of domesticity. And this is fatal. Sargent had never uttered a word, never made a-sign, to show that he regarded himself in any relation to her.except that of a comrade and protector. But ghe was a woman— she knew. Yet when she dared to dream about the future she was troubled ‘and un- certain. It waf romance in Bermuda, but what afterward? Could Sargent, with all his academic principles, feel a permanent respect for a woman who couldn’t pass her college exam- inations? What would he think of her ten years from now-—and, on the other hand, what would she think of him? In ten years she would have lost none of her own adventurous spirit; but would Sargent have for- rotlen - the mood * which was govern- ing @im now? Wouldn't it be ironed ,flat 'in anofher decade—or less? he shut her eyes to the future, and told herself/to squeeze every drop ‘of happiness out of the living present. It was safer. | * * % x A ‘WEEK passed and there was no draft from Boston. They pald on a ration allow- Vomln iy cases) and went TR " ance; Miis Dennison pasted handker- ehlefs to her window glass, and Sar- @ent affected a cheaper brand of cigarettes. They hired bicycles to ride to Pink Beach, where the coral and Is rose-colored under the blue ‘waves; and to make up for the ex- travagance they dined for half a crown at a native cottage. They wanted to sail the length of the island and evéntually they managed it for six shillings. They went to 8t. George's as ballast for a fisher- man in a two-reef breeze, and came home in state on a rattling dray. They felt obliged to see the famous caves and it cost them a heavy toll, but they made further saerifices to pay it “We could have spent a thousand dollars apiece,” said, Sargent, nd not have seen as much, or had as much fun seeing it.” A “Yes,” she agreed, “but—do you know what day of the month it is?” “The twentieth?” “And college begins on the twenty- fifth. So if your draft doesn't come by day after tomorrow. “It'll come,” said Sargent, dently. “Well. if it doesn’t, I'll be put on probation for being late after Easter recess, and that means I won't get my degree anyway.” She gazed out over the coral sand. “I don’t think TI'd care such a lot if it didn’t come,” she said soberiy. “I wish you didn't feel so gloomy about it. Oh, I know vou said vou hadn't one chance in fifty of taking a degree. but college isn't the most, important thing in life. However, let's see how much you know.” He gave himself, methodically, to the task of finding out how much she knew about the decisive course, and when he had finished he sat in deep meditation and tried not to stare confi- at her. Staring seemed to make her nervous; she blushed. “Well? “I'll—think it over.” he stammered. “Do you really need to? You can be quite frank, vou know. I can stand It.” “I'm afraid.” he said. “you don’t know much about it. I'm sorry.” “And—disappointed?” “I couldn’t be a teacher and not be disappointed.” * ¥ k X CHE faced him. “All through this . vacation, up to now, you've been a peach; but just as soon a2 it comes down to a matter of college, wh you're a professor again, aren’t you? |* * * T won'tlet you spoil the very | |last of it, either. We'd better drop | the subject and go swimming.” She | |gave him one of her tamtalizing smiles. “You wouldn't pass such a| | gorgeous examination in that your-| self” This hurt him, because Miss| Dennison was an expert, while Sar- gent only floundered. | *“Well,"” she said absently, that even- |ing, “it's almost over. 't it? And 1 camq down here to get away from professors, and you came down to get “-way from students+and just look at us!* | vou've | ‘At least.” he reminded her, had an unusual cxperience.” In the darkness her smile was rather wistful. “Yes, I'll always say so. * * ¢ I'm glad we wer CAR A e T | again, aren’t you | Sargent suddenly put out his hand and covered hers. He heard the quick intake of her breath. = been so pleasant to see this lit- tle corner of the world, 1 wondered if we couldn’t go and see the rest of it. together.” He bent forward. “I've never told you—maybe the reason I've understood you so well is because 1 was once in the same bLoat as you are. I have a grandfather with a lot of money; he was a trustee of Waban: he wanted me to be a Ph. D. and a de- partment head. Well, he bought me. Bought my youth and my ambition and my longing to go off on a hunting run ‘ox'er the world; and they never came back to me—until now. But you can bring back everything I los The price of my degree can pay for urs, too."” He moistened his 1 our uncle offered you only two years; I'm offering you a lifetime, if you want it—where- ever you want to go and live it."” At the end of the longest moment he had ever known, her voice came ed to him. It was barely audible. *And is that all you offer me?” “What else is there to give? Ex- cept my—love?" Her hand was trembling under his own. “Byt, if you give that, I don't care where 1 liv-, as long as it's where —vyou are.” She had hidden her face, but when he spoke her name in a tome she hadn’t heard before, she had no power to resist him, and no inclination. * % % % VWHEN be met her in the morning he told her that his draft had come; and, manlike, he wanted to celebrate with a luncheon at a grand hotel. Womanlike, she insisted upon revisiting the first picnic ground where they had begun to practice economy, and to love each other. 7 The day was warm, and Sargént, be- fore he hurried off for firewood, had clever man! Then swiftly she touched his coat, putted it searchingly, gave a little cry of triumph, and drew out her own purse. She heard him coming, and coming in haste. When he clambered up the rocks she was measuring coffee into a tin pot; her cheeks were unusually flushed, and her eyes. had unusual depths in them. Before he came to her he stopped to put on his coat, and when he had done‘ it he turned his back for an instant. As soon as he faced her she dropped the coffee pot and kissed him. She knew that some time, when he was surer of her—perhaps not until after they were married, and that would be in another month—he would confess. She knew that until that olworthy Hal time she would pretend the most =u verb innocence; and that alw: after ward they would share this fortnigh 48 the maddest, as well as the happies of “all their memorjes. nd while I'm’ getting out thing from the pawnshop,” he inquired, some what later, “what'll you do?” “Just—be lonesome,” said Miss Den nison, demurely. But what she actually did was ! pay a hasty visit to the police stauinn and then, with curiosity satisfied, an her own judgment confirmed, she =i down and wrote out a beautiful testi monial for her landiady. She felt tha both from a sense of justice and sense of humor she owed it to her. I Copyright, All rights reserved. Move Week-End to Midweek and Avoid Rain,Says Lardner O the editor: Dureing the last couple months the under signed has recd. hundreds of verbal and written com- plaints from all over the country in regards to the kind of weather which the govt. provides for Saturday afternoons and Sundays which is the time when 90 per cent of our citi- zens enjoys a weekly vacation from their work and depends on them 2 days for practically all the pleasure they get out of life. The complainants set forth that all the doctors and board of health and ete. is always adviceing everybody to I So if all offices was to close up Wed noon and not open again till Frids A. M. why employers and emple alike would be pretty sure to hay: the sun shine on their weekly hol day. This would be a wise move if | done nothing beyond furnish a solu tion for the weather problem bu think of how many other ways | would help everybody, like for inst suppose you have got a automobils which you are in the habit of takeins exercise @nd get plenty of fresh air and that Saturday and Sunday is the “THE BOYS WHO IS HIT HARDEST BY THE WEEK F AND TENNIS PLAYERS AND THE BOYS THAT I THER IS THE GOLF TERESTED IN BASE BALL, only time when most people has a chance to carry out this advice, but when it begins poreing rain every Saturday A.M. at 11 o'clock and keeps on poreing rain till 3 A.M. Monday morning, why how is anybody going to get the benefits of the great out doors unless they are a toad or a angle worm. The boys who is hit hardest by the week end rains is the golf and ten- nis players and the'boys that is in- | terested in baseball either as a player or spectator. They's no sadder sight than a st car or train on a Saturday or Sunday loaded with men carrying their clubs and rackets or wearing that vacant look’ peculiar to the baseball fan and see all these poor ginks stareing out the windows at a blinding rain storm which they are praving it will let up thrown his coat on the rocks. Miss Dennison watched him down the beach, waved to him, blew a kiss to him, |sighed from the bottom of a happy heart and turned to make a table. Then, as her eyes fell upon his coat. she paused and stood stock-still. In- credulous, bewildered, she went down lon her knees to pick up the leather wallet which had fallen from an inner pocket. It was plump with cards and papers and vellow bank bills. It was certainly the wallet which he had lost on the boat—and how hag he got it again, and why hadn't ha told her about it? She sat back, gasping. She remem- bered now how taciturn he had been | when he returned from his interview with the ship's captain. He had sim- ply said, “I'm glad you didn’t go with | me.” And of course she had taken this to mean that the interview would have been unpleasant for her. But wasn't there another interpretation? Some one had found the wallet, or the thieves, and she remembered now what her landiady had said that first night. And Sargent, who for all kis shyness had been fond of her even thep, had feared to risk the failure of a partner- ship already formed. He knew that while they both were bankrupt he could monopolize her—he had ssid so. And to give color to an adventure which otherwise would have wilted, straightaway, he had gone to pawn- boarding houses, he had guarded six: Belf. - k%% sfll didn’'t laugh; sie didn’t smil §and “HOW OFTEN HAS YOUR MINSTER MET YOU ON THE STREET AND ASKED YOU WHY YOU WASN'T TO CHURCH LAST SUNDAY MORNING but they know it won't, and anpther bunch that is hard hit is the gals who has dressed up in their best bibs and tuckers with the idear of going to Coney or somewheres and grab- bing themselfs off a handsome spen- der and wile they are still searching for same, along comes the heavenly shower bath and makes their holiday cloths look like a veteran deck swab. * % % % ELL friends T don't stand so good with the weather supply Co. that T can tell them what days to have sunshine and vice versa but I have got a suggestion that it looks to me like it would solve the diffi- culty and provide people with good weather for their playtime ‘and also shops, he had hunted out third-rate|make things more covvenient around and my suggestion is to leave the pences as though they were golden|weather like it is at present but sovereign: “There had been no draft|change the schedule of days so as to from Boston; he hadn’t sent for oge.{make the week end start on- Wednes- She had wanted an adventure, and he | day at noon and last till Friday morn- haq preserved it for her and for him- | ing instead of Saturday noon to Mon- day morping like they have got it now. It is 3 well known fact that it don't but her eyes were wonderfully soft| hardly ever rain on a Thursday and t. The dear, shy, stupid,|very seldom on a' Wednesday P. M.|to be “left-eyed.” lan the family out for a ride on Satur day or Sunday. If the weather is bad they's n pleasure in rideing and if the weather is good, why the roads is sc D RAINV . A PLAYER OR A SPECTATO} congested with other pleasure seek ers that you can't get nowheres b fore it 15 time to start back. But I have noticed that on nesday P. M. and Thursda hardly any traffic on country and not ouly that, but the policemen’s generally ain't so on them ¥s though the ones you do meet is pretty thick irregardless of what day vou mect them. If you don't own no car. why it order to get to the golf course or | the beach or wherever you are going you half to take a train and it has been my observation that they's nc time in the wk. when the trains bound for golf courses, beachs, and etc. is 1z so crowded as Saturday P. M. and Synday. * % ¥ % JFURTHER and more the trains on most railroads have a different schedule for Sundays which don't clude no express trains but the trains stops everywheres and always late and all the trips is hot and dusty a specially if you are a gentleman and half to stand up. Whereas if the weekly holiday was Wednesday and Thursday, why you would be rideing on a regular week day schedule and make very few stops and pretty sure to find a place to set dureing the ride As for the question of ease and i comfort after you get too where you are going. T guess they won't nobody deny that Saturday and Sunday is tha 2 days when the golf courses is the most crowdest and the tennis courts and beachs the same, to say nothing abdut the grand stand and bleachers out to the ball park. But if you visit these same places on a Wednesday or Thursday you won't get into no- wheres near such a jarg In. addition to all these points they’s the matter of shopping. A whole 1ot of times a person will start off on their holiday and find out that they forgot their handkerchief or they ain't got no tennis shoes or something. Well if it is Saturday P. M. or Sunday the stores is all closed and you are up against it whereas If it is Wednesday or Thurs- day everything is open except a few saloons. And ono more point my friends. How often has your minister met you on the st. and asked you why you wasn't to church last Sunday morn- ing and you had to tell him you was playing golf. But if you worked Sun- days when they is church and played Wednesdays and Thursdays when they ain't church, the minister wouldn't know you well enough tu speak to you let alone ask threaten- ing questions. RING W. LARPNER, Great Neck, Long Island, July 25. Wed they's roads motor in- Right-Sightedness. lTHE assertion comes from France that the majority of people are not only right-handed but also right- sighted. By this is meant that most persons see better with the right eye than with the left and habitually, though unconsciously, employ - it more. Some persons, however, make greater use of the left eve than of the right, and accordingly are xald