The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1898-06-08
A CRIMSON VICTORY

drive from the city out to Soldiers
field as agreeable as he had eX-
pected.
Kathleen Duer, smiling upon him
in preference to any one of the
crowd of young men, SO called the
"gang''-when Mr.. Forester was
in college less vulgar phrases had
been used-accepting his invitation
to the game, promising to wear his
colors, had been charming to be-
hold; Kathleen Duer, unsmiling and
taciturn, keeping her promise in
deed, wearing the blue, but wearing
it most ungraciously, was altogether
a different person.
Mr.. Forester did not like college
boys. They were so disgracefully
young and go little ashamed of it.
They had SO much more hair on
their heads, so much less on their
faces, than he could boast of. They
we're so exuherant, SO inexcusably
cheerful, they had SO little money,
and yet seemed quite unconscious of
the vast superiority of his wealth.
It had been one of the many
charms of Miss Duer that she had
been appreciative of his claims to
consideration never was she more
attentive and delightful than in the
presence of those young cubs. There
was one young Grant, whose mere
appearance at the door always seem
ed to make her especially interested
in Mr.. Forrester's good stories which
he related so often and so well. At
such times he felt he had never de-
lighted more absorbed listener.
But today Miss Duer gave scant
attention to his anecdotes; yawned
little when he quoted poetry; was
Indifferent to the details of the
games of his youth. She looked out
of the window when he dropped his
voice, and asked if he would mind
sitting opposite instead of beside
her; she did not want to crush her
skirt. Mr.. Forester had not known
that tailor made skirts we're crusha
BILE.
He had studied the girl carefully
all summer and all fall, and the out
come of his study was certain blue
velvet case in his waistcoat pocket
at that moment, containing Il ring
with diamond in it big enough to
block the horizon of any girl. He
would not speak yet. 1t would be
tantalizing to have her SO near and
yet so far during the game, but
driving back triumphantly, his col
ors victorious on the field, he would
say the important words sitting by
her side. Than the skirt, the great
occasion being over, might be crush
ed with impunity. Of course, it was
just as we'll to have it "fit" now.
MI. Forester was an authority on
women's clothes and liked every
thing correct about the girl he hon
ored with his attentions. There was
almost thrill under his waistcoat
as he looked at Kathleen and real
lied how near he was to sober rap
ture.
But Kathleen Duer's calm exterior
covered Il perfect volcano. Two
weeks ago, ON the night when Don
aid Grant had been so particularly
and objectionably Il sheep" had
first glowered over i'll the corner and
then been unnecessarily attentive to
her pretty cousin Sarah, it had
seemed Il simple matter to say that
she would 90 to the game with MIR.
Forester. Spurred on by the indis-
nant glance she had encountered,
che had gone still further, had
to wear the Yale colOrs-
this, however, in Il tone not to bo
overheard.
Tive minutes later she would have
given her pretty head to bo released
from her agreement, but she could
not. She had had such miserable
time since! Her cousins had been
kind to her, but she had felt that
they and "all the rest, :" which gen
orally meant gang, - had been kind
with Il pitying tolerance that WAS
simply maddening. The clownlns
enormity had been known to them
only two days-since the lale Iio-
lets began to arrive, and since then
the gang had llever been NELL
toned in her presence. Coming into
the room upon perfect babel OF
voices, her advent had been the sig
nal for sudden silence. Tie gang,
all except Rex, who was too kindly
of heart to crush her completely,
had gone back from the famlllar
Exit" to Miss Duer she WIS no
longer of them, she WIS Il stranger,
almost an outc.st, perhaps Il traitor
III the camp
The two fat horses trotted sober
lv ON. If there was anything kath-
leon hated it wa. sober, we'll Ie-
huvcd. fat. middle aged hor>c>-;nd
tlcir owners, Past he laden cars
they trolte,l. ca1.~ laden with eager
excited yirl,- and students OF today.