Rogue River courier. (Grants Pass, Or.) 1886-1927, 1902-10-23
HOW MARJ0RY
SECURED Her END
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lived in a university town. On her
way to the high school she was obliged
to cross the campus, where she occa-
sionally passed students. but none OF
them challenged her reverence.
The day that Marjory was graduated
she was returning to her home, dressed
daintily in white null. passing, as usu-
al, across the campus, when she met
q dlgnifed, intellectual looking man
about thirty years old. He barely
glanced at her, but Marjory as soon
as his eyes were turned away fixed
her gaze on him, and 1t was evident
that she was very much struck with
his appearance. The same evening at
a school reception she saw him talking
with one OF the teachers and learned
that he was the new professor of Eng
lish literature.
When September came, MarJory was
entered TO pursue a select course OF
lege connected with the university.
Her continuance Of any study whatey-
er after her difficulty In getting
through the high school was surprise
to her friends. MarJory gave no rea-
son for her action. having the faculty
OF retlcence, which is often far more
valuable than learning. She numbered
along through the first year at the tall
OF the class and, despite Professor
Genthorne's efforts to help her by lead
ing questions, approached the June ex-
aminatlons with the likelihood OF fall
ure. A week before the dreaded test
was to come of Professor Genthorne
met her crossing the campus in the
same spot where he had seen her the
first time He lifted his hat politely.
miss Kane" he said, do you feel
prepared to pass the examlnatlonsr
"Why do you ask a question to which
you know the answer. professor
"You mean you are not preparedr
Marjory replied by casting down her
eyes. as though she expected to be
slaughtered and Professor Genthorne
was to be the butcher. At any rate.
that is the way the professor felt
about It.
'If you will come to my lecture room
at, say, o'clock every afternoon be
tween now and examination, I'll be
happy to give you an hours coachlng
each day"
"Thank you" said MarJory meekly.
and both passed on.
The next afternoon at 4 o'clock Mar
jory was at the lecture room. Profess
or Genthorne gave her resume OF the
course 30 clearly drawn that II could
not but be stamped upon her memory
that is, II she had had n memory-and
then proceeded TO put her through n
preliminary examination.
"Who Is called the father OF English
poetryT' he asked
Marjory made no reply for some
time, looking now and again at the
professor with mild reproach, then
answered feebly:
Burns"
"oh. no. with whom did begin just
now when | spoke under the head Of
poetryf"
There was another graphing for
ideas, during which MarJory made the
professor feel that instead OF trying to
help her he was treating her brutally.
Finally she gave guess:
James Whltcomb Riley"
The professor sighed. "You had
better go over this division OF the sub
ject at home tonight, and T-will try
you again tomorrow. Perhaps you are
better prepared In prose. Let me ask
you a few questions on the subject OF
essays Who is supposed to have been
the author OF the letters of Junius2"
MarJory cast her reproachful eyes
upon him.
II didn't think, professor, that you
would wound me Intentionally"
81 wound you Intentionally My dear
grill mean how could you so con
strue'-
''In asking mo such question"
Explain"
"why. the author of the Junlus let
tiers was"-
"Well?"
"Junlus. OF course"
The professor groaned, walked 10 the
window and stood looking out. Then
he turned and saw MarJory sitting
where he had left her. She was look
ing down nt knot In the bare floor,
a pout on her pretty lips, and rs the
professor came up she gave him
glance which said clearly. "When do
you intend to cease this tortureT
'I fear" he said, "there Is lack OF
application"
Marjory put the corner Of hor hand
kerchief TO one eye.
"You don't understand mo-" he went
on. "You have good mind, and the
reason you do not get on
"You are very unkind." moaned Mar
jory. "I'm sure I have tried TO please
you
But my dear. II Isn't you are 10
please, You are to learn for your own
benefit"
MarJory covered her eyes with her
handkerchief and leaned back In her
chair. She knew better.
"Ilavo l been harsh In my treat
mcnt OF your asked the professor
penltently.
No answer.
"lf 80, beg that you will forgive
me. l am sometimes impatient"
BY this time he was standing over
MnrIory. He took one OF her hands
from her right eye, the other from her
left SuGuscd. as they were. with tears,
they looked TO him like twin lakes I'M
der storm. He bent down and kissed
her.
Marjory passed the examination
credltably, though no one knew how Il
was accomplished, and when In the
following autumn her engagement was
announced 10 Professor GenthoTno
everybody said
Great heaven, the stupldcSt girl In
his clnssT' u. A. MITCHELL