Mower County transcript. [volume] (Lansing, Minn.) 1868-1915, 1872-08-15

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But then his grave II In the sun!
Only, when am cr0uching there,
It almost seems that am onesi
-Fss" Appseso"s Weekly. :
49,, JACK NAYNARD'Ss CALL. ,,
1T vi vsry quiet that afteraoon in the
college yard. IN all the: straight cut
paths that connected every door with
every other, there was no one stirring.
The wind had died away; ana the only
sound was the echo of passing sleigh bells,
dulled by the snow that lay heavy on roof
and branches. In Jack Maynard's room
nothing was moving but the fire. In the
wids, old fashioned crate the ruddy fame
Of huge. pisos of camel lesped and
quivered, now cleaning on the long oar
over the windows, now throwing out q
pictured face in tremulous life from the
darkening wall, OF lighting up the Venus.
of Milo in the corner. with = half rosy
flush. 1t played on books thrown loosely
about the big study table ; it sent rays in
to the high bookcase that glim,nered hack
from polished bindings and from the silver
cup thst Jack hsd won in the class races
it made the chandelier glow as if it were
full of little jets Of fame; it sent rosy
sparks among The cluster of German
favors that liped the frame of picture of
the Harvard crew, and spent all it's power
in vain trying to Danish the shadow Of The
heavy curtains.
Jack himself, q Saxon ax.footer, was
lying before the crate, with his chin be-
tween his hands, and his elbows on the
arm Of the lounge, pc nsively tapping the
other end of that much enduring piece Of
furniture with the toes of his top boots.
Through the fragrant vapor that curled
lazily shout his head from y lOng-stemmed
pipe, he was looking out nso the ward,
where the twilight was fast deepening
among the gnarled elm branches, and
lights were already beginning to shine
notice Of the Landscape, for bis face had y
far.of expression; and he had made no
movement till his pipe went out, when he
sxilfally dropped it on tho floor, without
takiog the trouble to moye his hands from
his head, and spoke.
Robert my child, are you awake ?"
"Just what was going to ask you;'
said the child ina sleepy bass voice, from
the depthe Of the easy chair. Why. child,
nobody knew but Jack. Certainly Meth or
Of the chums was q child in stature, or in
any sense except in the sight Of the law.
But Jack, who objected to sentimentality
between men, was fond of using fatherly
terms, a. being sort of combination of
absurdity and affection that could hardly
be found fault with from either point Of
| view. T.. -.,..I
Twas thinking, Bob, how many hearts
had been broken under those old Gins in
all the years since tho college was found
ed just think Of the average damage
every class-day! Do you remember that
efusion Of Holmes ?-aomething about
with heartshaped pebbles of blood-red stons.'
Though don't exactly see where tho
beach comes in"
"Probably refers to Harvard during
the glacial period" suggested Bob.
And was wondering" Jack went on
show many Of all the engagements made
in colleges have lasted. I Isuppose Watts
his.namo's calculating machine would
give the figures easily. Twould be q
good thing for fellow to know, 10 tina,
he could calculate his chances on mathe.
matical principles."
Jack" said Bob, rising and looming
so]emnly between him and tho window
" ere you smashed :" -:
my child" said Jack meskly, Il fea1
ozark, or light?' said Bob, sternly.
DARK" was tho answer, with q power.
ful sigh.
"Where ?" said Bob after q sad silence
"'That last assembly. l was slightly
hammered on that occasion; and last
evening madly proceeded to put myself
under = pile-driver by calling on her. We
talked about philosophy and cooking and
music and art and women's dress, and
religion"
Fatal symptom, that last" said Bob
) y know i" groaned Jack.
Ills feelings were 90 strong that hi
boots, inspired by bis passion, tapped of
one of the legs Of the lounge, and let hin
down ON the floor, where he lay in a stat<
Of detection pitiful to behold, until the 81,
o'clock bell rung
| ~Going u supper p said Bob; il
your appetite defdnct2"
"My child" was the feeble replv
where there's food there's hope" -
Going to supper he kept musing aloud
ETHEL Hsstings! Enhancing name
She tarries ut Do Vries'. Said she wa
going to visit some other friends in Can,
bridge. Knows some people in my neigh
bolhood. What if she should be ther
next sumner ?"
And he clasped his big fur gloves il
ecstacy, and struck IN attitude.
.. With this thought bis spirits improve'
rapidly, 80 that when he entered thu
Spartan clubhouse called Commons h
was quiet radiant. lie beamed upon th
somewhat time-w0ra houri that waited o.
bis table, and addressed her in knight
4 terms.
, "What, no! thou jowel of me heart
= bring hither the wheaton refreshmeht, an
crown me goblet Of bovine nectar"
The good-natured girl grinned, as if sh
were used to it, and complied with tn
courteous request. But Jack was to
high to eat much. lie handed everythin
Z. within his reach to bis absent-minde
neighbor, Brown, 10 watch his puzzle
e look and finally succeeded in ciangin
J. Browns plate for a plate Of cracker
without attracting bis attention, and the
, accused him sole'nuly Of selfish glutton,
IS lie recited ofEhand the first chapter of b
now sensation novel, to be entitled, I'll
o. Bloody Fork; or The Madman's Midnigl
'e Meal,' wherein the pirate captain) VIII
n he remarked wasn't essential to the plo
I" but required by the rules of art) sui
or Ohio, my diamond hilted spy-glnss!" u
he loss than seven times; and Ill tho prime
pal characters were poisoned ut the ou