Lexington gazette. [volume] (Lexington, Va.) 1871-1962, 1903-12-02


say" said he, "that Ive read"-
Giles not so well known as Hoop
err" | admitted. ale was in the lit
tie set that clustered round Leigl
Hunt
Pingwill suddenly felt hottie
again. 81 think Leigh Hunt h;
began, evidently ready with a frag
ment of text book.
ale borrowed from LIANT" inter
npted Heydinger. certainly HI
borrowed from Liant. That essay
on the chimney pot hat
"Pure Lant," | said.
I've neglected Liant little,
am afraid" mumbled Pingwill, hor-
ribly bothered by this unknown
name.
"You should read him." said l.
Hes perfect mine of good things.
That passage in Browning, for in
stance. You were pointing out the
resemblance only this morning, Hey
dinger."
about the chattering disks"
said Heydinger "You remember
that, Pingwill?"
q think So" said Pingwill. "Chat-
tering disks. l seem to recollect.
How does it go?"
"Ihe chattering disks go reel
ing" said Heydinger, inventing bold
ly. you must remember"
Pingwill now was really very un-
comfortable, but he was having a
lively lesson in priggish conyersa-
ton. 81 wish l had my Liant here"
said l.
"Iou surely remember about the
chattering disks" said Heydinger,
turning, as he pretended to search
for book on the shelf.
"The phrase is quite familiar to
me-" said Pingwill, "but for the
life of me | can't recall the context. |
It's queer what tricks ones memory
plays"
Heydinger quietly resumed his
seat.
"Haye you written anything late
ly" said Pingwill to change the
subject.
"Nes," said Heydinger, and, see
ing some further question threat
ened, added as if in explanation,
"Alvarados."
1t pulled Pingwill up abruptly. ,
"Alyarados! Ah.' he repeated aft
er Heydinger, with an air of COM
prehension. If he understood he ,
was certainly wiser than l. His =
ears were now bright red We re- ,
manned tranquil, watching him. 1t =
vas not my affair. +,
He returned to conversation pres
sntly with an air of having found n
md grasped the thing firmly. "Will 8
'ou make them into a book" he G
aid bravely. A just perceptible u
lew was on his face. Heydinger evil y
Iently expected as much. "Themw n
lie answered. "What" =
"Well-it. Alvarados." g
at" said Heydinger, raising his "
yebrows. 81 don't know" he said l.
nd became silent Pingwill was ~,
vidently bafiled. Very awkwardly "
nd after pause he said he hoped y, y
hat would be the case. Heydinger .,
lanked him dryly. There was an f.
lteryal while We watched one an ~ ~
Their. Then he discovered his pipe 10 10
as QUIT always is-and asked -
e for the matches. lie talked in T.,
,herently upon Indifferent topics =,
n few minutes after that, and all r. r.
lie time | could see the trouble in ~
S eyes, the awful doubt of his y.
vn omniscience that had arisen. p
lvarados? Presently he rose to 90. VII
outed. Pi
As he went out | heard him whis- y
T to himself very softly, "Alvara- :"
S." in'
He has not been near us since. | -
n imagine the dismal times he ol 81
$ had hunting through Rabelais, g.,
Bias, Hudibras, the Dictionary ~. ''
Phrase and Fable, for Alvarados, 49,;
ing through the British museum uh
alogue for Wendle Hooper and w., ""
nting all Browning for the "chat- = an ~
ing disks" feeling most horri- S ",.
ashamed of himself all the time. ~. ~,
Ike to think of his flush of shame, VIC
overthrow of his frail apparatus III"
knowledge, and ever and again t ,,Io
ydinger and | break the friendly o,o
noes which constitute our inter any
rise by saying casually, "Pingwill , n,"
ms to be dropping us altogeth- Ill" -
or, Don't seem to see so much
Pingwill as We used to do, Bel 81
s." Such reflections are the yp
es of life. aoo