Middletown transcript., 1891-08-20

this twine. as travel along in this, j
drawing all the time closer to the lin,
represented by the track on your side
don't you ?"
/" Yes, SIR, but"
And if we suppose these two track.
to be extended on into infnity ant
this supply of kite string to hold ou
forever, don't you see, Mary, tha
these two lines would be forever anG
ever getting closer, and yet never
Never? You are getting on thi.
side Of your own track already, Mr.
Walker"
"Then don't look at me in thai
way, Mary" he said, warningIy, STEP
ping back ON his own side and swal-
lowing something that had arisen in
his throat. /" You are endangerinp
the whole fabric of science. Give me
your hand"
+" What for 2"
$50 l can keep at the right dis
tance.
With his left hand clasping her
right hand across the roadway they
walked slowly along toward the house
of the paternal Sanford. It was get
ting really dark, but the interest of
the school-master in his demonstra-
ton did not flag. He still unrolled
Tommy Flanders twine as he went.
"Mr. Walker"
Mary, my name is Hiram"
Dead silence.
Don't you think, Mr.. Walker
i" My name is Hiram"
1t doesn't seem quite-respectful
for me TO call you-Hiram," she
said in a low tone.
The whole fabric of science came
perilously near being overturned
again, but Hiram, by a great effort,
kept on his own side of the road.
81 am your teacher, MY am
your teacher, Mary" how he fingered
over the syllables of that sweetest of
names =" and if tell you to call me
Hiram out of school, you know, it is
perfectly right and respectful"
" Well-Hiram-don't you think it
would be impossible for us to go on
walking in this way forever ?"
" 1t is getting to be most awfully
difficult already" admitted Hiram,
to go on any longer in this way"
G don't Ynoan-v
Besides, the string is giving out."
" Then, doesn't that prove-the
string isn't quite all gone yet, is it?'
No." said Hiram, stepping back
reluctantly to his own side of the
road.
" Doesn't it prove, Hiram, that the
two lines, as a matter of fact, would
-together-some time, no mat
ter what science says?"
She was walking quite slowly now,
as if impressed by the alarming posi-
bility that the string might give out
at any moment.
"No!" There was a ring of
triumph in his voice. Come over
on this side of the road, Mary"
He had not let 60 of her hand the
statement may seem superfiuous, but
it is necessary to accuracy of detail
inseparable from the narration of the
processes involved in scientific ex-
pertinent. He drew her over to his
side of the roadway.
The track you have been walking
on. Mary" he whispered, I" is still
there. Tommy Flanders kite string
is still here. The two lines are ap-
each other But they will
never coincide. Don't step back
please r
Mr.. Walker"
Hiram !"
Well-Hiram," she said, demure-
ly, is INSTRUMENTATION finished ?"
Not quite"
He dropped the stick from which
be had unwound the last Of the twine.
1t interfered, possibly, with the. free
dom Of his gestures.
" Not quite, my own dear Mary.
The proposition-don't take your
hand away, darling-will not be
demonstrated to my entire satisfac-
tion until you have promised that our
two lives that have been approaching
each other for long time-you know
it don't you ?-shall come together"
In spite of science ?"
Never mind science just now"
" But look at that kite string"
Hiram looked. Tommy Flanders
twine lay along the track on the other
side of the road. He had thrown it
from him too eagerly.
" What difference does that make
my own"
What difference Don't you see
your demonstration is a failure =?
Science"
Who cares for science now ?
Mary, will you promise"
" Will you admit that you haven't
+" will admit anything dearest.
Science is fraud. There is nothing
but love in the whole wide universe.
Will that do?"
"I-think it will, Hiram"
" And you promise ?"
" Yes, Hiram
1t was ever so faint whisper, but
that designing young man heard it.
He gathered her in his arms, and
their first kiss, with nobody within
hearing distance, smote the night air.
Thus, even in the early fifties, did
The omnipresent Ohio man assert and
vindicate his inaliehable right to cap
ture the fairest and best of everything
in creation.
The tomato is a native of South
America. It was known in England
as early as 1896, but its introduction
into North America is credited to the
French families who were exiled by
Lhe revolution of San Domingo and
settled in the eastern part of the
United States.