The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1901-10-18
Found at Last.
CHAPTER I.

The young man trembled on the
verge of a tender avowal. says the
Chicago Tribune.
1T has been a great pleasure to me,
Miss Pinkie,' he said, ito note how
our tastes and preferences coincide in
matters literary. We agree in adoring
Shelley and caring nothing for Shakes
admire the smoothness and perfection
of Pope"
Pope is indeed admirable" she muir
INJURED.
And yet we agree in preferring the
rugged strength and virility of Kip
ling to the namby- pamby Upper and
the goody- goody Whittier"
'Kipling is so adorably masculine!"
she signed
only the other day." he went on,
this subject came up while / was
lunching with friend The chicken
soup had been brought only the
way, Miss Pinkie. do you like chicken
SOUP"
II prefer it above all others"
A wild cry broke from his lips. He
seized his hat and went forth into the
darkness of the night.
= CHAPTER II.
Il have been delighted, Miss Vir-
ginia.' said the young man, with a
heightened color, ito observe how we'll
we agree in our literary preferences.
| consider Howells the foremost man
of letters in America, and you are an
ardent admirer of James-which is the
same thing. We are enthusiastic over
Shelley and care little for Shakes
peare."
"Ah, yes she said. THE Bard OF
Avon is brilliant but coarse"
Sir Edwin Arnold's Light of Asia
wearies US, and Walt Whitman dis
gusts u.s.
1T does, indeed. Mr.. Rinkle.''
yet we are alike in preferring the
rugged strength and virility of Kip
ling to the namby- pambiness of Tup-
per and the goody-goody common
placeness of Whittier"
at is true"
And Pope-you admire Pope?"
Exceedingly"
"Only few days ago this whole mat
came up while I was lunching with a
friend. The chicken soup had been
brought on-by the way, Miss Virginia,
are you fond of chicken soup!'
There is nothing l like so we'll"
An irresistible cry of anguish burst
from his laboring bosom, and he plung'
ed forth into the night.
CHAPTER III.
Young Mr.. Rinkle took turn or two
about the room and sat down.
Il have been highly gratified, Miss
Jigsby," he observed, "at the unanim-
ity of our literary preferences. We ad'
mire Macaulay. We dislike Scott. We
\ dote on Shelley and care nothing fol
Shakespeare"
'eTrue!" she assented.
1--WE admire the smoothness and per-
lection of Pope and detest Walt Whit
man.
"Whitman's catalogue style" she
said, dreamily, 'is indeed fatiguing
while his coarseness is an offense
against good taste"
yet we vastly prefer the rugged
strength and virility of Kipling to the
goody-goody Whittier or the namby'
pamby Topper"
Il cannot deny it."
81 am reminded of an occasion wher
this whole question of literary supe-
riority came up. The other day / was
taking dinner with friend. The chick
en- soup had just been brought on-by
the way, Miss Jigsby, do you like
chicken soup?"
Life would be dreary." murmured
| chicken SOUP"
| With a groan of despair he sprane
| to his feet, seized his hat, and fed.
CHAPTER ".
! Great drops of perspiration broke
! out upon the young mans brow, ane
his voice trembled.
Miss Lucille, said he, have yor
! ever noticed how singularly we agres
! in our literary tastes?
'I think 1 have" she replied.
1--WE adore Shelley and seldom read
| Shakespeare. We prefer the smooth
| flowing quality of Pope to the un'
couth coarseness of Whitman. We ad-
mire the rugged strength and virility
of Kipling, and dislike the Mandy
pamby Topper and the goody-good1
Whittier"
yes. -Kipling is indeed great"
"Only the other day, while I wa!
dining with a friend, this whole sub
ject of literary preferences came up
The chicken soup had been served-b!
the way Miss Lucille, I suppose you
are fond of chicken soup?"
81 detest it,"
What? Say it again!"
81 abominate it,"
your soul sickens at it! 1t tastes o
feathers! 1t is redolent of the hen
merry! Is it not SOP
at is! I loathe it,"
"Lucile!'
"J-J-Jasper!.
"My darling"
And he folded her in his long, leal
| arms.
/ The End