The Red Cloud chief., 1886-04-02

"A fine woman. said Calhcm, land
a fine actress. Beyond a doubt. Mr..
Maurice" he added. with that manner
Of allowance which more than ANYTHING
else in the world makes a man abomin-
able in a boys eyes. lis at the agc Of
enthusiasm.
And 80 am l." said Marsh. cover
ing Phil from the fire of patronage,
..happily for my.r'f. Not to admire il
an art for a yokcl."
Yet there was q great poet. sir
said the tutor. who confessed it al
the ar, he knew
TO make men happy" returned
Marsh. And that il a creed for n
cynic. OF all melancholy -pectaclcs in
the world. Mr.. Maurice. a gray heart
in a green body - the most lamcnta-
bic. We are all egOti-t-. and We like
To coddle ourselves with warm and
pleasant fanci"-; and 80. when We have
lost our youth. W. say il was a giddy,
irresponsible. foolish time: - If Il gate
post should dcridr a tree. or the dried
ro>c-leavc, in a Dresden saucer rustic
Themselves with laughter at a rose"
Phi. already charmed with the poets
drama. was delighted al this. That"
said hc to himself. .'i- how a poet
ought to talk, What would life be
worth if one We're never 10 be yOung?"
Your sirnllc carries you "A little too
far, sir, SAID Calhcm. who was some
what ncttlcd. A scnoDlmastcr j. gen
orally more used TO reproving than Ia
reproof. The perfect adjunct would
be-a dead man thinking poorly Of a
live N Though, To my mind. the
responsible gravity Of mature life is a
good exchange for the Irresponsible
enthusiasm Of youth"
And what does Mr.. Maurice say to
this2" asked Marsh.
why, sir said Phil. nobody thinks
worse of the oldest apple tree because
it blossoms now and then" Marsh
laughed, but Calhem looked puzzled
and offended.
shall we go?" said the poet. '.Do
you walk home. Mr.. Calhem? My road
lies past your house
They walked to Golden Square to-
g%cticr. and, Ia the tutors chagrin. the
eminent person addressed himself
chiefly to Phil, and NJ parting it wa
the young,trr and not his tutor to whom
he presented his card.
Come and see me. when YOU have
until two O'Clock. Come up to-mor'
row
Phil went off gayly next morning,
and found Mr.. Marsh at home. and had
"A bright talk with him. If Phil were
pleased with his host-and there Wa.
little doubt of that Marsh was Vet the
more pleased Of the two. The lad
bright face and hopeful converse did
him good. He felt rather wicked, how
ever. when ne began to draw his guest
out about Trcgarthen, and as il he wcr,
doing AN u~nd.rhandcd thing in listen
ing to him. Phil described the island
and the house. told him quaint thing,
about the score Of islanders. who were
all oddities in their way, AS they Were
likely to be- (though the historian had
never thought them so until they grew
curious by contrast with the people OF
the wider world i'm which he now
movcd), and ever repeated one or two
wonderful old ballads. which spanked
for the philologist. but were. for any
body else. simply and merely droll.
And what manner Of man is Mr.
Tr-gar,hcn?" asked Mr.. Marsh. a
length.
..Oh. Arthur" said Phil. The be,'
man in the world | think. He is /:
great deal absorbed i'm scientific pursuits
chemistry. and all that. and the island
| erS have made up their minds that h.
holds correspondence with the devil
Now. | shouldn't be- surprised at find
ing him engaged in converse Will
spiritual agencies of another sort. fol
he's "A man without a fault. He's !
gentleman" cried Phil enthusiastically
from his soul Ia his skim
This WAS hardly what the poet had
expected To hear. though il Was natural
that Trcgarthcn's ward should think
well of his prcscryer.
lie saved YOUR life. think?'
He did" said Phil. his checks
flushing. I've heard ODD Reuben
rollarth tell the story many a time.
One Of the men on board We were OF
the Isle Of Elha. from Tomhay Ia Lir.
erpuol-ticd me 10 Il spar and threw
me overheard just bcfor. the >mas'
! came. can remember CRYING and
begging him not to do it, and fighting
before | WAS tied. but | can recall
! ANYTHING after that. II was such i
night. old Poilarth SAYS, rs no living
man can remember. I've known the
west wind blowing there. and the
waves coming in az the Sea-"atc. but
the old man SAYS that what | yr looked
AT l. no more than a boy could make
bv stirring a puddle with a stick IN
comparison 10 what II vas that night.
! driftcd up somehow. with the spar.
and Arthur SAM me, and went in after
me hcadlong. The next wave threw
us up together. and the spar struck
him ON the head and stunned him; but
old pollarih had time TO grip nj the
| spar. and his son took hold of han. and
Bill Pollarih TOOK hold of Ben. and the
rest all held on and the WAY. went
back without Us. Arthur WAS 4 month
in bed after it, and WAS crazy half til,
time or more.
Marsh felt something Of the glow
| Pills heart experienced ~ this tale
was told.
The two no; merely parted vel
pleased with each other but held each
other in mind. and met frequently, and
i'm a little while became intimatcS and
friends. IL natural that Phil should
turn often. in his speech, with Marsh. {,
Trcgarth-n Island and It's owner. And
there gradually grew up in the poet,
mind the ctcayc>t image OF the msn s
m%ourn,ml and tender hearted c,nic,
with u craze.
His wife ran away from him" said
Phil speaking Of him one day. The
people on the island and the people Al
Gorbay always declare that he ill-u>ed
her. or was guilty Of some dreadful