Savannah courier. (Savannah, Tenn.) 1885-1979, 1896-01-30
at last. ITS blessed thing that I'll

10" you neip yourSelfI asked
the Junior with interest.
The Sophomore studied the question
in silence.
You can't turn me over TO the police"
said the Junior, "and you can't fight,
because If you did you'd not be pre-
scntable yourself"
The Sophomore glanced over his
shoulder at the clock.
ITS time for me to start" lie said.
"Good-by. I'll meet you at the train"
The Junior promptly rose and fol-
lowed him. At the door the Sopho-
more turned and looked at him help
lessly.
Il say, now, you'll not" he began.
"Come on" said the Junior. There
goes car"
He seized the Sophomore's arm and
they boarded the car together
Better 60 inside, it's warmer" said
the Sophomore, willy.
The Junior smiled.
"Ill stand out here with you," he
said, carelessly.
The Sophomore sighed.
"You don't really mean" he said
"That I'll invade the young woman's
home,' put in the Junior. 81 do. I'm
der your protection will have no hest
tation."
The Sophomore turned his back and
gloomily watched the passing lamps.
The Junior paid the fare for two.
IF | obliged him to pay my fare" he
said to himself, sit might anger him."
The Sophomore did not look at him
when they got off the car. Half way
down the square he stopped at the foot
of flight of steps and turned his eyes
doubtfully from the door above to the
Junior.
as this the placer" asked the Junior,
innocently. "I'm beginning to get nerv-
Gus. l always do when go calling"
you'll need all your nerve this time"
said the Sophomore, bitterly.
He went upstairs slowly, the Junior
close behind him. At the top he turned
ohs'i aiOuIbs
DO you really mean to do so ungen-
tlemanly thing?" he demanded.
"It's not ungentlemanly," said the
Junior, stoutly. "All you have to do"
30, shut up!" said the Sophomore.
He turned away and put his hand on
the bell Then he looked back over his
shoulder. The Junior was leaning east
ly against the broad railing of the YER
anda.
81 believe you are fool enough to fol-
low me in" said the Sophomore,
angrily.
81 am" said the Junior, calmly.
"Perhaps not exactly that. but we'll
not fight over terms"
swell, you can't make me make such
an ass of myself" said the Sophomore,
suddenly.
"You can take dinner here If you
want to-" the Sophomore went on. 81
believe that you have no more sense
than to try. I'll wait on the corner
TO see you kicked out. Then I'll go
back to the hotel ard get something
to eat"
"rll go with you," said the Junior,
readily.
The Sophomore turned and stole
quietly down the steps.
81 hope no one saw me-" he said,
when he reached the bottom.
81 thought that saw girl looking
out of the second-story window" said
the Junior, comfortingly.
20, you go to the deuce!" said the
Sophomore.
swell, perhaps | was mistaken" said
| the Junior at looked that way,
though. Had you just as lief walk be-
side me? When you drop behind that
way it makes me nervous. It's so easy
to hit man over the head when he's
not looking"
ut wouldn't hurt you," growled the
Sophomore.
well go back to the hotel and carry
out the original programme" said the
Junior.
The Sophomore did not echo his en-
thusiasm. Even when he found him
self opposite the Junior at Il little white
table in the cafe among his friends
and in the presence of Il clamorous
argument about the game, he did not
unbend. But by the time that the
oysters came in his face began to clear.
81 suppose you'll tell this thing all
over college," he said, ruefully.
"Its n good thing that they don't
peel these lemons" said the Junior.
Zone would never know what they
were il II were not for the yellow out
side"
ut makes me feel pretty mean,"
said the Sophomore.
"They call these two-by-four mon
strosSties blue points on the bill, don't
they" said the Junior.
"What troubles me most" said the
Sophomore, "is what the dickens the
girl will think Of me-"
The Junior lifted an oyster on his
fork and looked at it closely.
Don't worry about that" he said.
"Ill fix it all right with her."
The Sophomore stopped his glass
half way to his mouth and looked at
him over the rim in amazement.
I'm the cousin at college whose
name you never asked" said the
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