The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1902-08-02

of his embarrassment and of the
cause-for SO pretty girl as this
teacher did not need other telling
than the CONSERVATION following his
abrupt Madam" to know that she
had been an unexpectedly pleasing
parsonage. "Boys are very destruct-
i've creatures"
IL wish there never had been one
on the face Of the EARTH" he said
testify.
"Oh, don't wish yourself out OF
existence. Or perhaps you are new
man, and think the earth should be
peopled only by women. I've seen
several new women, but I've never
seen a new man before"
She laughed, and although he did
not relish affording her amusement,
his face took on smiling curves in
admiration of her. Then she pulled
her mouth to decorous line, and in
quired whether the boys had done
much damage In his yard.
"Oh, no, not much. It's the an
noyance mainly" He twirled the
apple-branch with the shamefaced
awkwardness of 16-year-old lad, az
he wondered II she could have over
heard that ridiculous doggerel about
his soowling like fury. His backyard
adjoined the playground, and the
school windows were open this May
afternoon. He colored again, as only
shy and studious man can color.
"You see, I'm translating some Ger
man works into English, and 1 don't
like to be disturbed"
"Of course not" she said warmly.
swell, I'll do what / can to keep
those boys on the playground. And
shall / take in this apple branch
as an object lesson"
He gave it into her hand-thinking
how well the pipky bloom matched
the tintings of the arch face which
flashed back at him as he turned
away, with grave brow. Walking
soberly home along the pavement, he
let himself in at his front door,
| obliyious of the interest he was ex-
citing among watchful neighbors. Did
IS seem so very old to girl like
that? And had he grown q regular
fossil that those urchins should call
him "queer2" Probably she would
never think of him again-or II she
did, IL would be as q crusty bachelor,
a kind of natural curiosity, to make
merry about.
Boy trespassers no further dis
turbed his, solitude. Yet now anc
again he found himself with head
on hand, staring out Of the window
at the blossomed apple-tree, while
pen and paper lay before him, ant
always it was a merry girl-face which
laughed into life against back
ground of pink and white bloom
face which made him wish fol
further pranks upon his domain, tha
he might have pretext for climbing
the school-house steps once more
He even caught himself thinking how
that face would brighten these rooms
which, since his sisters death TIVE
years before, had known feminine
presence only when the char-womal
came to do cleaning; he fancied
quick step on the stairs, and a whit
|, hand bringing order out OF chao
in this den of his; he remembers
the closed piano in the unused parloI
and wondered, If she played. Id
reveries, from which he reused t.
. apply himself the more diligently t
. his work, unconscious toward wha
: his thoughts might be tending.
When his sister died, those VIII
} knew him had prophesied that tn
, reserved young bachelor would tax
! unto himself q wife, and many wer
the eyes turned in his direction, 10
I the little city did not boast numerou
, eligfbles, who owned pretty hous
/ | in the suburbs and whose incom
: would allow Of playing the schola
]. in leisurely way; but managin
: mammas and manageable daughter
$ found their invitations to various 81
Z cial functions so entirely ignores
that the tide of attention drifted b,
. leaving him stranded among h
books, with hint Of "queerness" su
e rounding him. AS he had experience
d half Indifferent satisfaction
I" studying and sleeping alone in h
r bachelor abode, in taking his mea
e at a downtown German restauran
. and in meeting all bright feminiI
d smiles with grave lift of his hat
l. for, student though he may be, th'
d man must wear the badge OF st
J. pidity who cannot see what nets al
ID being spread for his entrapping.
ID On a Saturday afternoon, WHIT
% fluffy daddelion puffs were foatir
II about like fairy balloons and the la
N apple blossoms were falling, robi
If which was building among grapevin
in the backyard, burst into such
e jocund song that Horace Murey flu
down his pen and listened. And
he listened came to him the purl
d willow-fringed brook across meade
n land; wide country spaces seem
Id stretching around him; he felt t
II free air of the open upon his cheek
ht he lay on a sunny sward with rod
N hand-and all at once his below
%. dem became irksome as prison CT
OF So away he tramped with fish
or tackle, until q good two miles c
ed Of the city he came to the place
r., sought.-a place whore he could I
ed gle and dream away the time alo