The Arkansaw traveler., 1883-01-06

l What is the use of spending ones bes days over languages that are dead? Le us bury them, say L If we are pro gressive people, let us not 70 diggini among the ashes of the past for cast-of vestments of harharous nations where with to ciothe our thoughts.~
 -Bravo.- cried l. T think should de eide on an admixtare. Too much o anything produces satiety. Now l low the languages and sciences, too. NJ, bitter potion is mathematics l always did hate the study. Pity one cannc study what one likes best But As wise. heads than ours have planned our courss of study, suppose VIC must submit"
 Al that instant my eyes met pvotessol Richards, and a certain inde6nife ex pressions son his face warning me that had surely said something displeasing.
 He spoke rather coustTainedly, thought. s1t is said that Plato, the grea, philosopher, had inscnbed over the dool of his academy: 'Les noae but eeomes. ricians enter here The study oa math. ematics may seem idle and useless sc shallow minds but il is at the very foun. dalton ef all true knowledge. even of she scienceS.' And without deigning further glance or word, he joined another group 1 His look had conveyed quite as mnch as his words l vas quite annihilated for moment, crushed, humiliated. Shallow mind. indeed. He had no right to speak ! so. thought. l hate him, so do. And l ra,tled on all sorts of nonsense not to let them see iha, cared.
 Il do believe said Nan Vincent. the next day, "thAt Professor Richards con suues every word spoken against mathe- matics as directed against himself. am sorry he heard what you said last night, he looked as if i, hurt him.
 l Well, one must speak the truth, and he seems fully capable of defending both himself and his beloved mathematics" answered coldly. was not little an thought that in expressing my dislike for mathematics l wished also 10 include him! Well, am always saying some I thing foolish, and this something can not take back, unused. Besides. il may be he thinks care for him, and thought that good opportunity to let me know he thought me shallow; and my cheeks burned.
 The next time we met his brown eyes searched my face in such grave way that put on my most frigid manner. fearing lest he should read my heart, and its great love for him. For knew nov that unasked had given him the deep est, strongest love of which 1 was capa- ble. And so, with womanly perverse- ness, treated him very cooiiy wheneves we met and avoided him as much as possible.
 
 "Oh, Lary.. shouted the girls as en- tered the cloak room one morning, wont il be splendid ?"
 "I can't tell you am sure" replied, until know what 1t is
 Why, we are going to have a picnic a week from Wednesday. We arc going to the woods and take our dinners. Pros lessor Baylie said the students were all to go and we are going to have jolly time"
 Oi course was all attention. The prospee, of going oa to the woods and spending whole day among the trees, m the clear, open ar. was entcing. So we all sat down and discussed what VIC should wear. and made funny little con- lectures as to who should go with who. until the bell rang.
 Deep were the plots laid. and many and cunning the stra,agems of the next few days. --------.----------'-
 Nell was angling for certain tall sophomore. Ham tshor, for Hamilton divided her tiinations between the two German freshmen. Ham had liking for the Germans that was almos, TO- mantle, considering that she was no, a German herself Nell Morrison had al- ready captured one of the seniors. and sf course Wharton, the presidents son, would take her sister Blanche.
 The bellies thus disposed of the rest were 10 go in the wagons hired for the occasion.
 The morning of,he loag looked for day dawned clear and beautiful. The dew drops still sparkled on the grass when we set out, as merry party as could be. The president of ihe college and family in large open carriage headed the pro- cession.
 Professor Baylie and wife and two or three of the faculty were in the profes- SUI NdtftdSEs "a~h " tWo DSaabsus bays. Next to them and just in front of us were Professor Richards and his mother. in pretty little open carriage.
 Look there.S said Nell, "Diokey has got his mother with him. WouIde't you hate to be ued to your mothers apron string in that s,yle.'
 Il think they go in very good style. and Professor Richards certainly shows good sense in taking his mother. who needs recreation as badly as any of us" sald, rather indignantly.
 Many were the exclamations of delight whef we reached the woods. l, seemed to me had never seen anything so lovely. There were lofty hills and rocks and large, towering trees \ little cas- cade t1mbled over the rocks on the Jeff wIth tinkling musical murmur. To the right the cool reeesses of the forest ln- vited one to wander and pluck the sweet flowers which grew in great profuslon. Soon merry little parties were scattered through the woods. Flowers were gath cred for the herbariurn, and the class in geology. with their teacher. wandered afonc ,h@ t~Auex of voxk and rrsfls~taT