Omaha daily bee., 1885-08-24


They dincd at q round table.
II think, MS we are cousins, we had better
use the Christian name simply"
This was n great concession or their part.
Only persons like Lady Bowkcr, who had
known them from boys, called the Talberts
by their Christian names.
Thank YOU, " said Frank. "Now enlighten
me as TO my relationship to Miss Clauson."
Herbert explained the matter.
"Half first cousin once removed. An IN
known quantity. If | were n mathematician
l would try TO express it in figures. 1t doesn't
seem much, but it's better than nothing"
Beatrice felt sure this young man meant 10
include her in the arrangement iustmade with
her unclcs. She was wrong; it was many
days before be called her anything except
Miss Clauson. Love always should begin in
a most respectful manner. :.
Then the TalbertS, who had the kna.k OF
always interesting themselves in their guests
affairs, and who Were, moreover, capital
listeners, asked him questions about his life at
Oxford.
"Life!" he said; ''it can scarcely be called
life. All term time from nine in themorning
to nine ct night I try to fill up u vacuum
created by nature, but which nature does not
seem to abhor-in young fellows brains. You
look upon a tutors calling as rather an intel
lectual one, don't youg'
NATURALLY we do"
"Then be undeceived. A man who keeps q
shop requires far greater gifts. He has a
variety of things to sell, and q variety of
customers to send away equipped with what
they want. My customers are all the same
my wares don't vary. [ assure you, Miss
Clauson, the dull, level stupidity of the typi-
cal undergraduate is appalling"
"Then it needs a clever man to improve
Them
'Perhaps so-but clever in what? Not in
learning. Clever in knowing what they are
likely to be asked in examination. Clever in
cutting off ell superfuous work. AS for the
learning, the tutor need only be page ahead
Of his pupil, and that does not constitute a
supreme effort. Did you ever see a Fireworks
manufactoTy!"
He asked Beatrice this. Tt seemed a sudden
departure from the subject. OF course she
had never seen a 1irework mandatory.
"ENell, they ram this and that into the
empty cases. So do L. Saltpetro-Latin.
S~ulphur-Greek. Charcoal-history. Balls
of co!ored fire-various information. Tram
and ram. The case is full and in place. The
examiner applies the match and looks for the
result. Then"
'They burst in the wrong place" said
Beatrice slyly. She was amused.
,"Yes-many of ~them-burst and scatter
the unburned charge to the winds in a ludic-
rous manner. Some, of course, fly straight
and only come down like sticks after fulfill
ing their appointed tasks"
"But some succeed like yourself" said
Horace.
'My dear Horacel" Frank fell into the
Christian name arrangement with the great
est ease. ''The moro L see of u .ergraduates
the humber l grow. L was successful, but if
my competitors were like those [ coach it's
nothing to be proud Of"
'Eet your learning brings these pupils to
you"
"Not a bit of it. I have a knack of bring.
ing dull fellows on, that's ALL"
'And perhaps the reason why you get all
the dull fellows,' said Beatrice.
'There's something in that," said Car
ruthers, laughing.
'You read Latin,' said Frank, suddenly
turning to Beatrice.
Eyes. How could you tell?" '~7
He laughed and gave her one of his quick
glances.
''There is a little line between your brows-
a very little one. Young ladies always knit
their brows when they study hard. Latin for
a lady is hard study.n
"Other things besides study bring lines,n
said Beatrice, rather coldlY.
"Yes-trouble. But you can nave had
hone. Pride may bring them. You are
proud, but not severely proud. So 1 am
right
Certainly this young man was presuming.
Beatrice, half displeased, said nothing.
"Won't you have some moro champagne,
Frank said Horace, noticing the young man
Ia,I;,,,l INhttN,1 a.1, .N.A. op.. II ..anns--
his glass.
'No, thank you. I drink very little, al
though your wine is enough to shake the
sternness of an anchorite.m
''That is Byron, is it not?' asked Herbert.
byron misquoted, y said Beatrice quietly.
Frank gave her quick glance.
"Are you sure!n he said.
"Certain. Hooked it up last week 1t Is
'saintship' not 'sternness.'n
81 looked it up some months ago. No; /
remember, | couldn'tf find the book, so trusted
to my memory, / was wrong it seems"
"Homer sometimes mods said Horace.
Beatrice was looking rather inquisitively
at Frank. "What did you want the quota.
ton forg' she asked.
"For-something or enother-I forget now.
AS soon as L am allowed TO work my brain I'll
try and remember"
'Don't trouble-I know. I saw the mis-
quotation last week"
Frank shrugged his shoulders.
"Of course, you wrote the paper" contin.
ued Beatrice.
"You are p~royokingly acute, Miss Clau-
son.
"What did Frank writer asked Horace.
Beatrice smiled. She felt she was now go.
.1g to take her revenge for Mr., Carruthers'
femark about the Latin.
THAT paper in The Latterday Review on
landowners responsibilities" she said de
murely.
aNonsense, Beatricel Frank couinn6 nave
written that. Did your continued Horace,
more doubtfully, seeing his guest manifested
no horror at the accusation.
"Xoung ladies should not read The Latter
day. said Frank.
anonymous writers should not misquote,"
retorted Beatrice.
'sBut did you write it, FrankF' asked Her
bert.
The two brothers looked the picture Of anx'
iety. Frank laughed