The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1903-12-24


voice forthis rel, Uncle Sumner al
ways likes holncly dogs
+ .Th" natural inference was that Sib-
Wis pet had been a disappointment 10
her, and thus my father viewed the
case. The truth was far away, as sub
sequently appeared. Sibyl saw in the
selection of Bogy a browning confirma-
ton of her previous observations and
deductions. My father had ever kind
word for crop cared cur, and such
would look after him on the street and
wish to be his dog. He would buv
ocrawny horse of teamster and tnrn
it out to pasture for the rest of it's DAYS.
and he would give his patronage to the
freckled newsboy with a nose like a
little piece Of putty. sibyl had seen
these things, and her sentence comn]ete
would have been this: Uncle Sumner
always likes homely dogs-and mev'
This incident of long ago was in nv
mind as the ship that brought NE home
sailed into New York harbor. It had
come up out of the past as the result
Of much delving among battered rub
Dish of memory. 1t showed that Sibvl
had recognized her misfortune early in
life, and in connection with the fact
that l had never received a nortrait
OF her in all the years of my absence it
possessed melancholy value. We had
exchanged letters at rare intervals
essays I would better call them, sketch.
es of travel on my part and on hers
the Quaintest comments upon matters
lmpersonal-and had asked her for a
picture more than once, without even
ellcltlng SO much as q refusal.
A customs tug slid up along the side
of our big ship, and there stood nv fa-
Their on the little crafts deck. Not a
day older he seemed to me, straight.
stalwart, handsome and distinct from
all others. When he came aboard orr
vessel, he seemed to be the captain or
an admiral over the captains head. It
was impossible to see him anywhere
without the feeling that. he must he in
command.
l had called to him as the tug ran
alongside, but he had failed to see me.
upon our deck he looked straight at
me for seconds space without recos-
milton; then he started and raised his
hands, surprised
'Marshall!' he exclaimed. taking INV
right hand in his left and LAYING the
other Oh my shoulder. "Marshallr'
He seemed to find an assurance in
the name, as if it helped him to realize
that there was no mistake.
"Why, you've grown a foot!' he
cried. you're taller than l am. And
you've changed SOL can hardly be-
lieve it's you.''
1T began while I was in Europe"
l replied, "but I got the height while
lay abed in Pretoria. 1t quite often
happens, of course, that fellow grows
an inch or two under such circum-
stances, but got nearly three
My father complimented me most
heartily upon my added stature and
robust appearance. When he had last
seen me I had stood scarcely S feet 10
and had been hollow in the chest from
a long habit of budding over table
when reading.
"Sibyl will be struck dumb at the
sight of you,'' he said. :'She likes men
OF good height, and that's why every
little tive footer falls in love with her"
How is Sibyl looking these days?"
asked. with carefully yelled anxiety.
BLESS the dear childr' he responded
enthusiastically. ''She's the picture of
health
When that's the best that can be
said Of a girls looks, let Cupid drop
dead III the scuppers and he washed
overheard. l turned my face away
and groaned.