The labor argus. [volume] (Charleston, W. Va.) 1906-1915, 1906-12-13

ti"ai. You needn't tip your head bacl.
ana look through your glasses tina
way!
wen. then, I met him last spring
and was attracted right away, be
cause he was big and strong and al
tnat. We weren't engaged though, an
I'LL June. and after that everythine
this fall
Cool days, That isn't so bad. Blu.
wouldn't you be cool yourself If you
got note after note saying, Can't take
that walk this aft. It's too good day
TO practice Or. I'm sending you both
the season tickets for that lecture
course Better get some girl to &C
with you. might have known, when
bought them, that I couldn't waste
OCTOBER afternoons at lectures, but
you see, l never was engaged before
and suppose 1t went to my head
IL was football, you see, uncle, and
man might as well be a Mormon as
try to be true to football and cir! at
the same time. Days would pass with
out his coming near me. and when he
did come he couldn't talk about a
thlng but tackles and bucking the line.
AL hrst L didn't show tha. felt
hurt- Instead. got up a little evening
supper-the kind he always liked. Do
you suppose he ate it? He looked re.
proachful, as If ought to have known
without being told that he lived on
Dirdseed and mush in football season
and he never touched crurnb,
Then he followed that by telling me
that he'd have to go to bed at six
every night after this and get up and
take long runs in the early morning.
But he said Oscar Keith had agreed
to be his sub in taking me to the the.
at2r the next evcning-an engagement
wed had for two weeks-and he
seemed to think l ought to be very
grateful for his kindness in ARRANGING
that.
We'll. Oscar Keith! You know him?
A Phi. D.-never played football in his
life-but he was an attentive escort
and quite interesting. He found out
that I'd read few things myself, too.
The night after the theater up came
Mr.. Keith again with the word that
Kenneth had sprained his ankle prac
ticing. and was in the depths of woe
not because he couldn't come to see
mech, no!A-but because he might
Lave to miss playing in the game Sat.
urday. That was the night Mr.. Keith
brought me the copy of Peer Gynt'
from his Ibsen set A few evenings
later he came up on purpose to tell
me just where Ken wanted me to sit
on the grand stand Saturday, SO that
could see him best. The ankle was
coming all right, 1t seemed, but /
didn't get one word direct from Ken,
and couldn't help showing how felt
about 1t when Mr.. Keith delivered his
verbal message.
Yes, I went to the football game.
1t was the third one of my life. There
were girls all around me, screeching.
Go 1t Ken! Go it! Go it, Go it,
just as If he were an animal, and he
looked enough like some queer animal.
too! Those awful togsi Why, from
the minute he trotted into the field
with that noseguard on 1 could have
gone through the floor!
But the girls went on shriekine and
jumping up and down, and the terrible
miXed-up game went on, until at last. |
without bit of warning, they turned
and bounced on me, and told me how
proud was because Ken's magnificent
playing had won that game! The,
they rushed me down to the gate and |
just as we got there. Kenneth was car.
ried out on the shoulders of four bows.
Such fright! His hair was wild.
there was mud plastered all over his