The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1891-02-13
THE PROFESSORS BUG.
What an Important Part 1t Played
in a Love Affair.

Miss Florence Taylor, daughter OF
Prof. Archibald Taylor OF - Uni
versity, was perched on the top of the
stilc at the lower end Of the garden,
with very fearful expression on her
pretty face. With her chin resting on
one little hand she looked away into
space instead of at the young man who
was leaning against the fence hut few
feet away. At length he came and
leaned against the stile.
"Well?" he inquired, mournfully.
at isn't well at all, Tom said Miss
Taylor, looking severely at her com
panion; land think it is very incon-
sideratc of you to hint that it might be. y
I'm sure l meant nothing of the
kind" said Tom, humbly. What did
the old--that is what did your father
say?"
He SAYS | am not to see you any
more, and that ! must tell you it is all
over between u.s."
She spoke without lifting her head,
and closed her speech with heavy sigh.
There was a silence for some minutes,
and then Waters spoke again, little
more chcerfully.
and what do you intend to do,
Flos?'
~ suppose I have got to do as my
father says, and we will have to bear
IT. she said, playing mournfully with a
leaf that came fluttering down from the
tree overhead. There was something so
resigned in her words that Tom took
otfense at once, and thrust his hands
into his pockets.
You seem to bear up well so far,
he said, very bitterly. II don't think
there is much more to say" and he
turned and walked two or three PAGES
up the road
Toni" called Miss Taylor from tht
stile.
He came back Immediately.
"Tom," with great severity, don
you think it is positively wicked to b'
80 unkind when everybody is agains
me. / didn't think you would be SO
and now there isn't anybody Toto
Waters interrupted her hastily, TO
she was growing more fearful will
every word she spoke.
There, Flossie, dear, know I'm
big brute, and hate myself for making
you so unhappy"
ITS Just as bad to call yourself
brute-as if / would care for a brute,
said Florence, sobbing violently on hi
coat.
"Wen, ] didn't mean that either
then" said Tom, and peace was restore
once more. The sobbing grew nor
faint, and at last stopped altogether.
~ didn't tell you the worst, Tom,
she said presently from his coat.
Waters face was the picture of de
spair.
"Wen," he said, what is it?''
"He is going to take me away" sal
Florence solemnlY and tragically.
where, Europe?" asked Tom.
mo, down in the country where h
Is going to spend whole month. II
is going to hunt for new bug or SOM
thing, and just know he will stay fe
ages"
HE may find the bug AMI cor
away" suggested Tom, vaguely.
II know he won't They never do
There was a silence, during whiC
there were symptoms of returning sob
''Flossie," said Tom, suddenly,
have an idea"
"Really," with unconscious sarcasm
"Perhaps you don't care to hear it
6aid Tom, with dignity.
"Tomr'
when are you going?" asked Water
~ think he said Tomorrow
"Well, then" said Tom, stepping bat
to watch the effect of his words, II Il
going too"
'Is that ALL, said Miss Taylor, scor
fully. "You know he won't ever
me see you. 1t will be no better the
than here"
''You wait and see" said Tom, sagel
Florence felt her curiosity rising.
Perhaps you had better tell me VIII
you are going to do" she said as ind
ferently as possible.
Tom shook his he ad gravsly.