The Yale expositor. (Yale, St. Clair County, Mich.) 1894-current, 1899-12-29


was merely going to say that If you are
a summer girl of the approved. news
paper-joke sort, your likeness upon
the plate could not fail to produce the
effect that 1t has upon-er-men's
hearts, to wit-complete fracture"
"Why, 1 am surprised at YOU" said
Grace, faint blush hardly perceptible
under the healthy tan which she had
found no difficulty in acquiring at
Granite Head.
H. Parker studied her face in it's
mock severity and watched the dainty
little hand go up to push back some
annoying hair that blew across her
eyes. A great wave Of admiration for
that noble girl rose up in his breast
admiration very unlike that with
which he had heard his brilliant class
mates proclaim their knowledge. His
heart told him, 81 love her." Why not
let his heart be heard?
They strolled along together to the
music of the sea. II. Parker felt that
there was melody even in the scream
ing of the gulls overhead. He Won
dered why it had never seemed so be-
fore.
Let us sit up there under the big
rock" suggested Grace, pointing to the
nearest of the cliffs which leaned for
ward over the sand and made a cosy
shelter from the sun. Here the sand
was cool, the glare softened and the
view of cheap cottages and decrepit
bath houses cut off, while the whole
stretch of beach on the right lay be-
fore them like broad white highway.
Grace sat with her back against the
rock, and at her side reclined the doc
tor, full length upon the sand.
Are you ever serious, Miss Mars
TONI" Quoth he with but trace OF
that quality in his own tone.
Sometimes"
"On what rare occasions would it be
possible for one to find you in that
mood?"
"Oh, well, I'm not naturally so, you
know, but once in a while when some
thing goes wrong to induce it l get
very serious-even blue-and as l al
ways end by finding out what a silly.
useless creature am, there is very lit
tie enjoyment in being serious. Please
let's not be serious, Mr.. Baxter"
Never more light-minded in my
life, Miss Marston-never. But tell me
how you deduct your conclusion which
proves you a silly. useless creature. l
am very clever at showing fallacies in
reasoning"
well, unless because / live a use
less life. Just look at my diary for a
winter. Just look it through and see
IL you find anything accomplished,
anything improving or worthy. Dances
-calls-teas. over and over again. Do
you call that sort of thing living? The
people l meet day by day there; do l
know them, are they friends, do they
know me? No, it's all vanity-artifi-
cial-a waste of time"
Grace was serious enough now and
stared out to sea with a frown upon
her brows as dark as any that ever
lowered there.
A pause and her companion spoke.
1T may be vanity for some, but not
for you. Miss Marston. Society fur
nishes field for superficial character
to breed and thrive in. but yours Is
good and strong and sincere
II have begun to forget and disre-
gard what 1t naturally is. / am tired
OF that life. l love the woods and
the seattle open air and the sense
of freedom; freedom to go where I
please, be as want to be, choose COM
panions that like"
Then the view of cliffs and breakers
is pleassnter than the brilliant ball