Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1895-12-19

not looking at it.
His eyes wandered lazily over the room,
and rested on the long-stemmed pipes
ornamental but not useful-the f1ariny
field day notices, the photographs and
the strings of programmes which Gov
cred the walls. The CRATE fire flick
cred and snapped and was reflected red
ly in the mirror opposite. From the
next room came the sound of some one
laboriously picking at mandolin, with
frequent pauses for consideration, and
sharp jangles when the players feel
ings got the better of him.. But the
Sophomore was thinking of none of
these things. He had heard the pre-
paratory rattle of plates which her
aided dinner, and after deciding that it
was too near dinner time to work had
settled himself with pleasant feeling
of virtuous idleness to listen for the
clang of the gong which he knew
should follow.
nouncement that some heavy-footed
person was coming upstairs three steps
Mt time. Then the Freshman opened
the door and tossed pile of books on to
the table.
Mothers here" he announced,
shortly.
The Sophomore looked up In sur
prise.
''She was going through and stopped
off to see how 1 am fixed," the Fresh
man explained.
The Sophomore took his feet from
the table and Strengthened up to sur
vey the room.
rs she coming up here?" he asked.
The Freshman nodded. "After din,
ner," he added.
as she" the Sophomore began,
doubtfully.
Somewhat" said the Freshman.
The Sophomore arose and took two
high1y-decorated beer mugs from the
mantel. With one in each hand he dis
appeared in the closet. He returned
.empty-handed. He opened the drawer
of the table and swept into it an inter-
esting collection of pipes and deck of
cards.
"Perhaps it's not necessary" he said,
"but it's as we'll to be on the safe side.
Put the cover on the tobacco jar. She'll
think it's preserved ginger"
He tossed clothes brush to the
Freshman, and while the Freshman
used it to sweep the accumulation OF
tobacco ashes upon the carpet into n
neat pile beside the CRATE he busted
himself with replacing certain light
minded literature scattered here and
there about the room, with works on
"Conics" and psychology which he
fished out from under the bed. Then
he examined the room critically.
Bring her along" he said.
The Freshman pointed to pile of
dirty collars which ornamented one
end of the dresser. The Sophomore
swept them onto the floor and kicked
them under the bed.
Cleanliness is next to Goodness" he
remarked sententiously, "but conceal
ment is next to cleanliness"
"Come down and meet her before din
ner," said the Freshman. ...
in the glass.
"Collar clean-hair brushed-tie
straight" he said. Il am presentable.
Go ahead"
He followed the Freshman down the
stairs. AT the foot they came upon the
Junior and the Right End in close con.
yerSatiOn. '
"I'll be hanged if I'll sit next her."
said the Junior. II can never think of
anything to say"
swell put the Senior there" said the
Right End thoughtfully.
His eye fell upon the. Freshman and
ne stopped. The gong sounded, and
there was subdued commotion in the
parlor.
There's no time now" said the
Sophomore. "Pll meet her after din
ner."
He dived into the smoking-room,
from which he watched the Freshman
lead his mother in to dinner. The
Senior came slowly down the stairs.
you'll have to sit next to her." said