The Carlisle independent., 1906-08-30

The Sophomore was drawing his hands leisurely out of the pockets of his ftrousers, and reluctantly stow.ng awzy under his arm a small Greek lex icon, textbook of Aristotle, and an English translation.
 The books had been lying on the window sill for over a week, unheeded save when the maid licked the dust off them in the early morning.
 The Sophomore fingered beside the open window. It was a fatal mistake, for presently young girl came from over the fields across his line of vision, footing the daisies lightly in her pas sage
 She swung open the low gate care lessly and tripped into the rose-garden among the butterflies.
 "Hello!" she cried, catching sight of the face at the window. Thought you were studying, Ralph
 So I am," replied the Sophomore, Tor rather, so I'm intending. Whats 1t like out, Mollie?'
 
 looked in upon him.
 Its hot in the sun, and everything seems sleepy; but it's nice in the gar den-quite cool with a breeze, and the birds are talking-but, of course you're studying"
 Yes, of course, Im-studying. he answered.
 And you like studying-don't you?" "Yes-awfully."
 Its very good of you, then, to have denied yourself such a great pleasure for over week.
 Don't mention it."
 The girl took up the textbook which had fallen from Ralph's arm on to the window ledge.
 It's odd stuff to like so immensely. Who made it?'' sne queried, turning over the pages aimlessly.
 Aristotle.
 Who's he?'
 "A great philosopher
 "Oh!"
 She moved away among the rose beds. She was pleasant to look at in her white summer dress. Even at the distance of the rose garden he could see how blue her eyes looked in the twinkling sunlight as he stood watch ing her.
 Again the young man took up the lexicon, the textbook. and the English translation. Sitting down, he opened the textbook. It smelt of tobacco, and showed pencil markings on the margin at intervals. For awhile he interested himself with turning oyer the pages, noting these.
 Half an hour later a servant handed him a thin, orange-colored envelope When Ralph had read the F brief words, he placed the books upon the window sill and went into the garden and round by the outbuildings.
 On the shadiest side rude see-saw had been put together. Mollie was sit ting on the further end of the slantins beam, book upon her lap.
 Ralph approached the see-saw cau- tiously on the side Mollie was backing. Then he threw his weight upon the raised end of the beam.
 Hold on tight" he called out.
 Instantly the position of the beem began to reverse, Mollie went swingine up gently into mid-air Ralph sa. on the other end firmly, his arms folded his feet resting among the daisies and buttercups that bestrewed the field.
 The girl uttered little cry of sur prise as the see-saw was put in mo- ton and the open book fell from her lap crushing the grass.
 What are you Up to, Ralph9 Let me downl" she called from her lofty throne,
 Not till you agree to fulfill you. promise of last night" he answered from the buttercups and daisies.
 Why are you so persistent" she asked
 Because l am going away this eve ming. l have had telegram It is my last chance
 ''It is very cool and pleasant up here," said Mollie, settling herself bird like upon her perch. Tn enjoying is Eo much
 'Awfully glad to hear it." Ralph an- sw-.ed
 What a pity you didn't bring your Aristotle with you." the girl said pres ently. You could have read sucn a lot Of it''
 I'm quite content with my present position said the voice from the daisies
 Hem! it's very ,owly. You're easily satisfied" answered the voice from the cloudless blue