The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1903-06-03
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and gave himself up to the moment. He
was glad to be out Of that rush. He could
see matters more clearly ow-appraise
values more justly. He was glad of every
thing that had come. Above ALL glad to
go back and carry on that big work of his
father's-his father who had done so much
to redeem the wilderness-and incidental-
ly he would redeem his own manhood.
It will be recalled that the young man
frequently expressed himself with regret-
table inelegance; that he habtually
awaited himself, indeed, of a most in
felicitous specious of metaphor. 1t must
not be supposed that this spring day In
the spring places had reformed his man
ner of delivery. When he chose to word
his emotions it was still done in manner
to make the right-spoken grieye. Thus,
going back toward the road, after review
ing his great plans for the future, he spoke
aloud: Il believe it's going to be a good
game
When he became hungry he thought
with relief that he would not be compelled
to seek one of those hurry up lunch
places with it's clamor and crowd. What
was the use Of all that noise and crowding
and piggish hurry? A remark of the Ger
mans required to him:
sit is happy man who has OWNED the
leisure Of eternity, so he feels it, like what
you say, in his bones +"
When he came out on the road again he
thought regretfully of the pretty girl and
her flower bed. He would have liked to
go back and suggest that she sing to the
seeds as she put them to sleep in their
earth cradle, to make their awakening
more beautiful.
! But he turned down the road that led
| away from the girl, and when he came
| to "wheeman's rest" he ate many
sandwiches and drank much milk.
The face of the maid that served him
had been no heaven for the souls of dead
| flowers. Still she was a girl; and no girl
could be wholly without importance on
such a day. So he thought the things he
would have said to her if matters had
been different.
| When he had eaten, he loafed off again
down the road. Thru the long afternoon
he walked and LACED, turning into strange
lanes and by-roads, resting on grassy
banks, and looking far up. He followed
| Doctor Won HerZich'S directions. and, go
ing off into space, reduced the earth,
watching it's little continents and oceans
roll toward him, and viewing the antics
of it's queer Inhabitants in fancy as he
had often in fact viewed a populous little
ant-hill, with it's busy serious citizens.
Then he would venture still farther-away
4 out into timeless space. beyond even the
starry refuse of creation, and insolently
regard the universe as a tiny cloud of
dust. .
When the shadows stretched in the
dusky langor of the spring evening, he be-
gan to take his bearings for the return.
He heard the hum and clang of an cleo
trio car off thru a chestnut grove
The sound disturbed him, bringing pre-
monitions of the city's unrest. He deter
l mined to stay out for the night. It was
restful-his car would not arrive until la tt
the next afternoon-there was no reason
why he should not. He found a little way.
side hotel whose weather beaten sign wa!
, ancient enough to promise entertainment
for man and BEAST
i ''Just what I want he declared I'm
both of then1-man and beast :
3 Together they ate tirelessly of your1i
i chickens broiled, and a green salad, and !
e. wonderful pie, with a bottle of clare
9 that had stood back of the dingy little ba
G so long that it had attained, at least a
n to it's label, very fair antiquity
: This time the girl was pretty again, an
e he at once discovered, not indsposed t
light conversation. Yet she was a shall
= low creature with little mind for the sub
e tier things of life and the springtime
+ He decided she was much better to loo
at than to talk to. With a just appre
g citation of her own charms she appeare
q to pose perpetually before an imag inar
4 mirror, RECALLING him and herself with ne,
h pastures, tossing her brown head curvir
her. supple waist, exploiting her thousan
s coquetries. He was panied to note, more
over, that she was more than consciou
Of the red-cheeked youth who came
from the carriage shed, whistling.
When the man and the beast had bee
apepased they sat out under a blossome
apple-tree and smoked together in fin
spirit of amity.
le He was not amazed when, in til
gloom, he saw the red-cheeked yout
iweld both arms about the girl-nc
was he shocked at detecting instanr
ly that her struggles were mea,
n to be futile against her assaiIant
a might The birds were mating. life W,
a forward. and Nature loves to be dem.
l. cratically layish with her choicest secret
is Why not, then, the blooming, full curve
kitchen maid and the red-cheeked DO,
III of-all-work?
l. He smoked and saw the night fall tt
he dulled bronze jangle of cow bells can
r soothingly to him. An owl called lit
Id way off. Swallows flashed by in lon
l. graceful flights. A bat circ1ed near. il
es decively, as if with a message it hesitate
ne to give. Once he heard the flute-like wa
ir Bile of a skylark.
re He was under the clean, sharp stars
J. a moonless night. His keen senses taste
the pungent smoke and the softer fem
Id nine fragrance Of the apple blossoms. II
lie nerves were stilled to pleasant ease. e,
= cept when the laugh of the girl float,
IS to him, from the grape arbor back of Il
house. That disturbed him to fierce lon
A. ings-the clear, high measure of a won
r. ans laugh floating to him in the nigf
he And once she sang-some song comm'
to her class. It moved him as her laus
did, making him vibrate to her. as VIII
s, a practiced hand hutters the string of
- harp. He was glad without knowing WI
- when she stopped
.,e AT 10 O. clock he went in from under t
~. ~. peering little stars and fell asleep in
~ Iancient four-poster. He dreamed that
- ba a football claSned tn I
q. breast. and was running down the fie
=, for gain of a hundred yards. The
~, -, suddenly, in place of the World. it W
~ Avice Milbrey in his grasp, struggle
80 frantically to be free; and instead
20 behaving like gentleman, he flung DO
- arms around her and kissed her desp
- her struggles; kissed her time after tin
- until she ceased to strive against him, a
lay painting and helpless in his arms
(To be continued to-morrow)