Shepherdstown register. [volume] (Shepherdstown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1849-1955, 1905-07-27


But she could not understand Pro-
fessor Leigh. She curled her hair IN
It's prettiest fashion and worked her
hardest in school, but she could not
melt bis uncompromising disapproval.
She trembled for her position the fol-
lowing year. 1t meant bread and
butter and paying what she owed for
her course at the university.
In view of this contingency, her
present bread and butter was Of the
cheapest, and she turned and pressed
and darned her frivolous little frocks
and stuck bow here and trimmed
in lacy frill there to hide the bad
spots that the bright spring sunshine
was making so apparent.
1t was nearly 9 o'clock one evening
when Miss Daisy discovered that by
some mischance she had overlooked
part of her Latin examination papers.
They had to be graded that night, SO
she threw a little shawl over her
shoulders. Il will have to 60 over
after them, she murmured. She ran
across tue street to the dark, silent
building.
The hall looked terribly big and
dark, and she fairly flew up the stairs
into the Latin recitation room. She
hghted several matches and finally
succeeded in finding the missing pa
pers. The shadows piled menacing-
ly in the corners and she was sure she
heard a noise somewhere IN the build
ing.
She fed in a little panic from the
room and to the stairs. Half way
down she saw some one advancing to-
wards her from tle gloom below. She
gave a little shrek, then stepped and
fell headlong. She heard smother
ed exclamation, then some one caught
her firmly. Faint with terror, she
tried to regain her feet.
There, little one, there. Don't be
frightened, dear, a voice entreated-
Professor Leigh 3 voice.
In her relief and the reaction she
clung to him like frightened
chill, half sobbing.
He held her closer, his face almost
against hers. Are you hurt ? ne
asked anxiously.
Then after a minute, his clasp re-
laxed and she slipped quickly away
from him.
81 had no idea 1t was you, she
said finally, in small voice.
81 tried to tell you" he answered
softly.
Another moment of silence followed,
then the girl sped down the hall and
out of the open door.
The professor leaned against the
banister and passed his hand over his
eyes.
A new heaven and new earth had
opened up before him.
He knew now that all his disapprov-
al and condemnation had been a
fight against himself not her. BE
tried now to think of the stories he
had heard of her gal'a ant fight for her
university education. How hard she
had worked and how he had persecut-
ed her. Poor little thing. And all
because he was afraid Of himself
What a narrow minded bully he was
anywaY-and now2
He could not answer that. He
went out into the spring night slowly
with bent head. He had forgotten
utterly the errand that sent him to
the school house. He even forgot to
lock the door.
A very erect, pink-oheeked little
assistant Latin teacher and very
self. conscious professor came into as
sembly room next morning. Both
professor and Daisy were in rather
bewildred state Of mind.
Miss Daisy shed no more tears in
secret over her endangered position
In fact, little smile was more apt to
come. Whenever the professor
eyes met hers there was look il
them that sent the red flaming into
her cheeks. Possibly he could cal
any one dear when she fell uneI.
pectedly into his arms, but-sbe did
not believe II
So she dreamed, those last few
spring weeks, while the profes sOr
walked miles in his despair.
On the night Of the commence
ment they found themselves face tc
face in a dark little lobby behind the
opera house stage.
The professor barred her way
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