The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1904-10-19


line, on his side too, head held high
and tilted in the old way; hair fluffy,
color of spun gold; two steps nearer
and he sees the dimples in her cheek
and chin.
Now. heart! Out with your Crap
ping iron, for it is she!"
Suddenly when directly opposite to
him and SO near that he smelt the Eng
lish violets in her belt-so near that
he could touch her. the face turned,
and pair Of brown eyes looked full
into his with questioning wonder. He
saw one flush go up from her lips to
brow, and she passed on, but not be-
fore he had sent his soul after hers, in
one impassioned cry 'Dot!"
Did you see the PRESIDENT"
mo, wasn't looking for her yet;
thought she was to come last, with the
orator."
Miss Webster, the president of the
college, yes! referred to the class
president, Miss Dorothy Knox"
"That tall girl?"
mo the little one with molasses-
candy hair, who turned her face as she
passed. She is small but mighty"
Enthusiastically hair!" In all the
west, he thought he had never heard
anything so vulgar as that! Why
couldn't people call things by their
right names?
How is she mighty"
"Oh in universal way! the most
popular girl in college! Can do every
thing! takes everybody by storm! all
predict for her wonderful career"
you! really you, and not ghost!"
The man, our friend in the morning,
took his face from between his hands
and raised himself from the edge of
the bridge to meet this sudden ap-
partition, with bare head and shining
eyes, holding out her hands to him.
II have searched the seas DER for
you, what is the matter? You look as
if you had seen the ghost"
II have, the ghost of a forlorn hope"
mo hope that is hope can ever be
forlorn."
The truth must be told. This man
had been fighting battle for four of
the hardest hours of his life, and be-
lieved himself worsted, with the con-
clusion that if ever a man was born
on this earth fool, he was that man;
and the sooner he left this campus,
where he found himself in the position
Of hippopotamus in a drawing-room
the better. For the first time, he felt
himself standing in slippery places:
but the young woman laughed merrily.
II am so rejoiced to find you, my old
friend. still in the flesh"
Eyes, am old Jack, still in the
flesh. and you are Miss"
IT am what you called me, and by
that sign knew it was you. I am
Dot"
81 beg your pardon! you are Miss
Dorothy Knox, the mighty president of
a most distinguished class, a bachelor
OF arts, with your flowing robe, and
mortar-board tassel hanging on the
proper side, and most remarkable
career before YOU"
She made him a mock courtesy,
where did you learn so much? And
may ask what have you been doing
with yourself all the morning?"
"As to the learning have been to
school; and for the rest, skipped stones
on the placid pond!"
"And didn't you see me graduate?"
''No. did not see you take your de-
gree"
"And you didn't hear the address?
1t was wonderful. 1t was about
Rusllin"
"RCskin, who's he?"
ga man"
81 am glad to hear it. hope he
knew enough to keep in his place."
HE knew enough to make his place,
which is BETTER"
ooh. is it?"
"You know it is, for you have made
your own place."
sT?"
"Of course, you! Don't you suppose
I've heard about you, and your doings,
and your goings on. Don't you sup
pose I've swelled with pride remem-
bering that big and mighty you, car
ried little insignificant me, over mud
Duddles to school, and"
ooh. say! did you remember that?"
His voice trembled.
"Could ever forget it; and how ye,,
waded ints the big pond and pulled me
out, after I'd gone down the third
time? 1t always seemed to me as IL
the black water covered you that day,
for you left, and I never heard one
word in Is years. 1t is you who for
got"
mo, Dot, never forgot"
"Why did you never write to meY"
81 never learned how to write prop
erly."
"Oh!" she was doubling with laugh
ter.
"And never felt sure of my capital
letters, and l can't punctuate, to save
my life"
"Punctuate! 1t is mercy you have
one resource left. You can skip
stones! But tell me, how came you
t.