The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1902-05-22

In the course of time Detur fell in
love with her. She was interested, but
despised his art and his sissified ways.
you have the feminine qualities in
their excellence" she said. "And that
is why could not think of it. Some
thing in you calls for an answer from
me, but l am sure / don't know what
II is. You speak of the beautiful
and the soul of some inanimate OBJ
ject, and the sin of house that is
not made according to your ideas, and
you look as II you were going to cry
when hand organ starts up an opera
air. You're too much OF sensitive
plant for me. You never would be
satisfied with steak and coffee and
fried onions for breakfast, and that is
what you'd get Sometimes"
my hearts delight" returned he in
soft voice, "is it that you think me
less worthy because | do not defle my
lips, which were given to me to tell
you of my love, with coarse oaths, such
as flow from the men you would hold
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would you have me introduce into
my veins the destroyer which turns
mems white spirits scarlet and 'ex-
tinguishes the purer breath of the
beautiful--alcohol?
Would you have me exhibit toward
dumb and unprotecting animals the
barba rism which burned in the men of
yesterday and which should have
burned itself out in us? All, no;
poetry of my heart, | cannot do any
of these things. They are not really
manly things, as you mistakenly
think, nor part of the life of the truest
men"
"Have you ever done any of those
things concerning which your voice is
ripping so melodiously, Mr.. Detur?"
interrupted the girl abruptly, land do
you know that I'd like it better If 1t
were not so melodious"
most assuredly | never have, and
most assuredly never will" he said.
well, then, most assuredly | never
will marry you. But | tell you what
/ will do"-briskl y-"I will dare you
to drive my two cobs, Quart and Cham
payne, to Versailles from here. That's
about IA miles"
81 have never driven a horse in my
life. 1t is the act of a STAKEHOLDER.
Horses should be as free as it was in
tended-the beautiful, slender, grace
full beings"
"Afraid?" asked the girl.
Detur's face slowly became crimson.
He had been called fool before, but
never a coward. He was Of Puritan
stock and could not stand that word.
"If you really thought was afraid,
| will DO it," he said. "But it is
great and terrible thing to do"
perhaps you will change your mind
about the dumb, unprotesting, meek,
slender, graceful. beautiful beings by
the time you get, back" she laughed.
Detur went to the riding school
where Quart and Champagne were
kept at daylight the next morning.
1t was cool day.
Detur held a rein in each hand, and
cooingly adjured the horses to take
heart. He gave slight gentle pull on
the rein in his right hand when he
wanted the horses to turn that way.
IF the signal were not obeyed, Detur
repeated it gently. If ii had not been
so early, and the streets had not been
vacant, the organization would never
have got out of Paris.
Quart looked at Champagne. Gee
what cinch he is. What'u we do to
him?" he asked.
Champagne gave three-inch wink.
saw, wait till we get i'm out in the
country. These little French hobbies
would stop us here, yunno."
Out in the country the horses
stopped at the first good grass and
commenced to nibble. Detur cOoed at
them to hasten. Then he made all the
for cajoling recalcitrant horses into
motion, from a kissing sound to a
"get up" His voice was sweet and
gentle as a maiden's.
No good. Detur thought the horses
might be more obedient to a firm but
hlHuly tohe' nc uscu thc Soihe h'i'S'
all over again. No good. Detur spoke
the words over quite abruptly. No
good. The horses peacefully nibbled.
A crowd of small French boys collect
ed and grinned.
The American artist was getting an
cry for the first time in his life. He
questioned the nags severely. "Are
you going ahead or not? Pause.
"Get-ap." Vigorous shaking of the
reins.
Detur hesitated. perhaps they
don't understand me, being accus-
toned to a slight blow Of the whip," he
thought.
Champagne licked the lash off his
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