The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1904-09-10

solves a puzzling problem: five no.
cur when you are in the trance state.
Bobby, your control is a scholar and a
gentleman; | make him my eomph-
flesh. Tell him I III sorry he passed out
before I had chance at him.
"My control is feminine,' said
Bobby, with wide-awake emphasis.
Nancy shook her head.
"No. The quality of your trance
compliments would suggest that. They
are better than the ordinary masculine
effort, but l suppose that is because
they are purely subjective. One thing
is sure, Bobby. No feminine control, no
objectivity, would allow you to make
the compliments to another woman. It's
against nature.'
The man who came often forsook the
big leather chair and stood before the
fire. He doomed preternaturally big
and broad shouldered, outlined against
the glow, in the gathe ring twilight, and
the small bundle of femininity looked
up at him with a whimsical mixture of
approval and protest: 60.
stW s,g d yoq mind - sitting ut d down
way or other you look so monumental
and feel like such an atom. I don't
like it. It disturbs my sense Of values.
I can't be disrespectful to you when
you are up there. I'd as soon think
Of being impairment to the pyramids.
I can overlook mental and moral quail
why hate going to the, mountains.
They snuff me out. | can't frivol be-
fore them. Six months in the noun
tains would reduce me to abject GRIN
ging humility. Do sit down, Bobby"
Bobby subsided into mt the n eoa Leather the
ter from there, which may have &C.
"But about that summer7" he
asked. ,
Nancy sighed.
~ struggled against mountains and
Aunt Maria, that summer. might
have defed the mountains, They were
not very big ones-but Aunt Maria!
Mont Blanc is molehill beside Aunt
Maria.'
"she is rather whale,' assented
Bobby, oh. cheerful ~: ;. ;, Nou,u
said u gr i'm Ast she S0 does Weigh two
hundred pounds, but that's mere bag
atelle. IT'S her moral force that tow
ers, Bobby. 'Whalel why, Aunt Ma
ria would make the leviathan look like
o minnow. You'd understand what :!
mean if she had ever chaperoned YOU
sor r She IL, left no room on the mountain
them; but Aunt Maria obscured the
view. I might as well have beer, in q
nunne1ry. Now, I approve of chape-
rons, in way"
way" l miu rH1 Bobby; but Nancy
ignored the interruption: =,
went on. $50 have the command
ments. One must have something to
break, One must have some one to
con the same, principle one feels an
undying gratitude to guideposts," said
Bobby. 7'They make it possible for
one to choose the wrong road beyond
shadow Of doubt. Are you so truly
good, little woman, that you have to
Say things like that in order to ward
off danger Of immediate translationa"
He was smiling, but something
There are times when the big,
quiet man with the honest
eyes make her feel that she has been
guilty Of crime against good taste.
1t ism Il comfortable ion, and it
moves her to detest Bobby cordially.
At least she tells herself that it does
This time there was no ground for
open resentment, so she overlooked the
criticism implied.
Speaking Of chaperons-" she be-
..But I was speaking Of guideposts,"
D'S It5s quite iS1{ the same thing Nancy
pointing out places to which they we
never been. The giddier chaperon
has boon, the more strenuous she is.
The only really liberal chaperon T
ever had was dear old Aunt Elizabeth,
who was such saint herself that she
was tremendously optimistic about
other people. Now they do say that
y Aunt Maria was terror before she
{ took on SO much of the flesh that she
couldn't travel, fast enough to keep
chaperon.-o
Nancy's pause was full fempha-
sis.
~ should think it would be easy to