Williston graphic. (Williston, Williams County, N.D.) 1895-1919, 1898-02-18

nc 4ucd OIL ora hTIdT"OOu DGlNS Ill love
| was pretty rich; but we all agreed to
keep it dark and watch developments
| until we had chance to play a good
game. on him. )"
Iwatchcd Harry after that whenever
he c9mc in my way, and certainly no.
ticed new look about him; there was
no doubt about it. Harry was in love
with that photograph. And as the year
drew Oh to spring, and the spring to-
ward class day, the young mans fancy
lightly turned to thoughts of Rose
Thorne more and more, SO we judged.
1t was one evening along about the
first of June, think, when one of the
! fellowsGoodrich. expelled the year
! we graduated-came running into my
| room all out of breath for laughing.
| and threw himself into my chair, SO
! weak The could hardly speak.
ooh, it's the rich joke on Briarwood.' -
he gasped, at last; cts the photograph
he always carries around with him
Rose Thorne'-oh, my eye!" And he
exploded again. ''That picture--it's
Thorne's own photo, taken last year in
the ri Eta heatricals. Here's dupli-
cate of it. I found it in Van Ruyter's
room to-day" Aud he pulled out of his
pocket another likeness of the fair Rose
Thorne.
The joke was too good to keep. The
idea of dignitied old Brarwood being
in love with another felIow-a shaven
and bewigged sRose" 'blossoming on
the Thorne tree: "~
''And he carried that thing around in
his vest pocket next his heart!" roared
Goodrich. II saw it the other day at
the gym. Oh, the soft meat! He'll
never hear the last of this!"
Then we concocted the fine scheme.
We agreed that the crowd should meet
around at Briarwood's rooms some even
ing. quite accidentally. and manage
to bring ''Rose Thorne" into the talk
somehow. till he fired up. then we would
give it all away and explain that his
'ady-love existed only as strapping
alumnus. and the joke would he Oh him
for the benefit of the whole college.
For we planned to get a version of il
into the ''Lampoon," with portraits.
We set one night just before class day
for our seance. and all the boys promised
tc be there to sec poor old Briarvvood
through with it. Well. sirs. that even
ing Harry was in his best mood. He
had just finished his last examination,
and was feeling pretty fine altogether.
for his years rank was sure thing;
however, the profs might play the deuce
with the rest of US. He did the honors
i'll great shape, and showed no sign of
caring for any girl. let alone the pho
tograph whose original he had never
seen. The boys began to put up the
game before long. Goodrich was the
one to start it off.
II say, fellows" he called across the
room, don't you remember little
Thorne? Yes you do, at Adams spread
a year ago-little Rose, in the red
dress:" We had all come on for class
day the year before.
'Oh. yes" said another fellow. with a
grin; "you mean the girl who took too
much champagne"
"And couldn't walk to the carriage"
chimed in Eddy, with his horse laugh.
II remember that, fellows; I carried
her"
Thorne, that little sister of his" said
another. And so they went OF with
their jokes about the ''little devil in
red" Rosie" as they called her, each
growing more personal in his hints and
which were received with |
roars of laughter and asserting erins of
delight.
Briarwood was all this time sitting
glum and quiet by the window, with his |
head bent in his hands. pulling fiercely
ut his pi pc without word. Then |
Goodrich said, suddenly:
II say. fellows, how many of you have
her picture? She only gives 'eln to the
ones she loves best, sweet Sozodont! I |
got mine the night took her to Mar
liave's for a little French dinner after
the theater. How's that Briarwood: Is
that the way you got your's?"
Harry jumped up quickly and stood
facing Goodrich defiantly, with his eyes
flashing.
''Oh, you've got it there. VIC know"
went on Goodrich, tapping his breast |
pocket. ''I've seen it; isn't it like this?"
And he pulled the duplicate out of his
own pocket triumphantly.
But Goodrich overdid the thirg-he
always did. He was Il coarse brute, and |
The faculty was all right to get rid of
linn as soon as they did. He made some
'ther remarks which were quite unnec-
,ssary for the purposes Of our joke, and
which we were all of us ashamed to
lear, and then he stepped forward as il
0 grab the photograph out of Harry's
,ocket.
But Briarwood was thoroughly walked
Up now. With Il gesture he flung away
lis pipe. and then planting his big fist
quareiy between Goodrich's eyes, sent
i'm tumbling back with crash against
he door.
cts a lie; it's all a-lie," he said,
teadily, and in low tone. ''She is
|aclS Thorne's sister, and know she is
fine girl. I'm not ashamed to wear
er photograph, but won't take it out
or you fellows to see. If any of the
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