Griggs courier., 1891-02-13
THE PROFESSORS BUG.
What an Important Part It Played
in a Love Affair.

Miss Florence Taylor, daughter OF
Prof. Archibald Taylor of - Uni
versity, was perched on the top of the
stile at the lower end of the garden,
with a 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 but few
feet away. At length he CAME and
leaned against the stile.
''Well?" he inquired, mournfully.
cit isn't we'll at all, Tom,'' said Miss
Taylor, looking severely at her COM
panion; land think it is very incon-
siderate of you to hint that it might be. 81
''I'm sure 1 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 silence for some minutes,
and then Waters spoke again, little
more cheerfully.
''And what do you intend to do,
Flos?''
81 suppose have got to do as my
father says, and we will have to bear
it," she said, playing mournfully with a
leaf that came futtering down from the
tree overhead. There was something so
resigned in her words that Tom took
oHcnse at once, and thrust his hands
into his pockets.
''You seem to bear up we'll SO far
he said, very bitterly. 81 don't think
there is much more to say" and he
turned and walked two or three PAGES
up the road.
''Tom!'' called Miss Taylor from the
stile.
He came back Immediately.
''Tom," with great severity, ''don't
you think it is positively wicked to be
SO unkind when everybody is against
me. I didn't think you would be SO,
and now there isn't anybody to-to-'
Waters interrupted her hastily. fo1
she was growing more fearful with
every word she spoke.
''There, Flossie, dear, know I'm a
big brute, and l hate myself for making
you SO unhappy"
''1t's just as bad to call yourself a
brute-as if l would care for brute, .
said Florence, sobbing violently on his
coat.
''Well, didn't mean that either
then," said Tom, and peace was restored
once more. The sobbing grew more
faint, and at last stopped altogether.
81 didn't tell you the worst, Tom, .
she said presently from his coat.
Waters face was the picture of de-
spair.
''Well," he said, "what is it?"
HE is going to take me away" said
Florence solemnlv and tragically.
''Where, Europe?" asked Tom.
mo, down in the country where he
is going to spend whole month. He
is going to hunt for new bug or some.
thing, and just know he will stay fo1
ages"
''He may find the bug and come
away" suggested Tom, vaguely.
II know he won't They never do. .
There was silence, during which
tne1e were symptoms OF returning SODS.
''Flossie," said Tom, suddenly, 81
have an idea"
Really" with unconscious sarcasm
'Perhaps you don't care to hear it, .
said Tom, with dignity.
s'Tom!'
when are you going3" asked Waters.
II think he said Tomorrow
ssWell, then" said Tom, stepping back
to watch the effect of his words, 81 am
going too.''
''Is that ALL" said Miss Taylor, scorn.
fully. 'You know he won't ever LET
me see you. It will be no better there
than here
''You wait and see," said Tom, sagely.
Florence felt her curiosity rising.
Perhaps you had better tell ME what
you are going to do,'' she said as indif.
ferently as possible.
Tom shook his head gzavely.