Santa Fe daily New Mexican. [volume] (Santa Fe, N.M.) 1885-1897, 1897-07-22
THE AMERICAN WAY.

THE AMERICAN WAY.
The dark eyed Miss Brown smiled a
little wickedly as she gathered her 1lmy
skirt up in her hand and tripped up the
stairs with the most approved Delsartean
grace. She felt sure that Mr.. Won Ehren
was watching her progress with admira-
ton, and she suspected that each click of
her high heeled slippers upon the stairs
brought a throb to his youthful German
heart. That was why the dark eyed Miss
Brown smiled.
When she had hung up the filmy frock
and kicked off the high heeled slippers
and was attired in dressing gown and
knitted, shapeless footgear, she was still
smiling. She brushed her hair and looked
at herself critically.
II am certainly better looking than l
was" she murmured appreciatively, land
I know how to make the most of my
charms better than I did. This pink
thing is becoming. He must be younger
than |. It's almost mean for me to let
myself fascinate him Those Germans are
so romantic. They are not lippant cold
blooded things like our men," Here Miss
Browns dark eyes looked somber, and she
glared for second at photograph on her
table. Then her face frightened again,
and she went on in her reflections
eff 1t were purely personal matter"
she decided, 81 simply would not do it.
But it is not personal. Those foreigners
are really in state of painful ignorance
oInr1f no
they think girl who has been to col
lage can't be fascinating. For me to prove
to the handsome Herr Won Ehren that we
can be all things to all men will be really
a patriotic act, a vindication of the new
woman, a triumph over the flaxen haired,
Madonna faced eternally knitting ideal.
Still, of course, it mustn't be allowed to
get too serious. don't want him shoot
ing himself or me.
With this charitable conclusion Miss
Brown climbed into the big four posted
bed which filled the larger part of her
room in the old homestead where she was
spending the summer and fell at once into
the refreshing sleep which comes especial
ly to those whose minds are free from
guile.
In pursuance of her patriotic plan Miss
Brown permitted the young German, with
the handsome, boyish face and the courtly
air. to be her constant attendant every
where. He seemed to like the position.
His eyes sought her place the instant he
entered the dining room. If she started
out for ramble, he always sprang to her
side and, with his foreign air Of Difference
and humility, begged permission to accom-
pany her. Every one about the place no.
ticed and smiled at the young mans ap-
parent infatuation.
Miss Brown played her part exceeding
ly we'll. She was clever young woman
and never allowed the youth to become too
personal or too sentimental. She told him
about her college life and he seemed to
never weary of her tales. She discussed
everything with him from the classics to
clambakes and from poetry to politics.
She was one Of the few young women who
could do this in a way that would inspire
the respect of man who knew much on
these subjects, but who was unaccustomed
to women who knew anything outside the
purely feminine realm.
1t was before the evening that Miss
Brown tried to instruct Mr.. Won Ehren in
oio pe""oio' VI Aiom nihs onao oAo uooiu0u
to stop playing with lire. she did not fear
1t herself; but, as she put 1t, conscience
not quite outgrown kept her from getting
real enjoyment out of other peoples
agonies. And the courtly, slow speaking
young man had really seemed to her until
that evening to be approaching tho stage
of agony.
II cannot understand your Browning"
he said in his deep voice, with the marked
German accent which all the summer
boarders found SO delightful. What is it
which ne means by such Things as TINS,
Where he stands the arch fear in visible
form yet the strong man must goT
On, you nave been reading Prosplce,
have your said Mr.. Won Ehren's guide.
He means death, of course. :"
II understand better the rest. The rest
Is very beautiful, said he, and he began
TO quote It. But Miss Brown didn't want
to near ON, thou soul OF my soulP' even
with the quotation marks. SO she stopped
MIN.
Well, II l may not DO permitted to
speak OF that, said the gentleman oblig-
1ngly, may ask your permission to read
the little poem find here, One Way to
Lover You might kindly elucidato that
But Miss Brown didn't care to hear the
poem.
All, said Mr.. Won Ehren. sit Is not
so we love. When we have missed the
heaven, we do not say, Those who win
heaven, blest are they We love other
wise"
"You are still Werthers over there, I
imagine" said Miss Brown lightly, ris-