The Telegraph-courier. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1888-1946, 1907-09-19

Annette, however, continued to dirt
with the lecturer on pedagogy.
'You are getting yourself talked
about, said the best friend, you are
seen with him so often"
Hes the only interesting man
here" Annette sighed YEARLY. THE
professor Of English and the professor
of chemistry are sticks, and the other
professors are old, and the angel child
has forgotten me-"
WHAT" exclaimed the best friend
YES" Annette said, che doesn't love
me any more. He thinks Of nothing
but trees. l haven't seen him for two
weeks. He doesn't love me any
more"
She curled herself up on the couch
so that her face was away from her
friend, but her voice quivered.
Il believe you are crying" said the
Dest friend
II am not" sobbed Annette, and her
best friend flew to her and put her
arms about her and they turned off the
lights and talked about it in the dark,
and Annette confessed that she loved
the angel child.
''But he has heard the things about
me and the lecturer on pedagogy and
he doesn't care any more. And when
he didn't care began to care" said
little Annette
"Of course" said the best friend.
A 4h0+ in+o
lessly than ever, and on the last Satur.
day of the term she went for a ride
with the lecturer on pedagogy.
On the way the lecturer quoted
Browning.
Its our last ride together he qua
yered sentimentally.
The road led them in and out and in
and out between lines of tall bushes,
and there was a stretch Of woodland
where the trees met overhead and
est seemed to listen as the lecturer on
pedagogy leaned over and kissed An
nette
"Oh,". cried Annette with her eyes
blazing, how dare your
"You might have expected it." said
the lecturer on pedagogy calmly; you
have flirted with me for five weeks"
"But no gentleman would do such a
thing" said Annette.
''Most gentlemen do,' said the lee
turer on pedagogy and leaned over to
do it again.
Annette gave a little cry, and jus
then out from the bushes stepped the
angel child.
He stood in the middle of the road,
barring the way, and he looked straight
at Annette.
MAY | take you homer" he asked,
ignoring the lecturer on pedagogy.
s "Oh, if you WILL" she vailed and
held out her hands to him.
Il shall take her home" said the lee
turer on pedagogy, frowning dark,
Stand out Of the way"
But the angel child set his shoulders
like young giant.
II don't think we will argue the
case,' he said. Il shall take her
home"
&
And the lecturer on pedagogy, tax
ing in the length and breadth and
strength of the tall young man, NUT
tered an invective and rode away
alone. $500
Annette was sobbing with her face
in her horses name.
The angel child touched her hair
with tender fingers.
Don't cry" he begged, don't"
But Annette sobbed on. II didn't
dream he would do such thing"
"Any man would be-tempted."
"But he is married, and that makes
it wrong"
'sThen as l am not married would it
be right
His tone was eager. He was stand
ing close to her, and as Annette looked
up and saw the alteration in his blue
eyes she substituted the lapel Of his
coat for the horses name and sobbed
comfortably on his shoulder.
Amusement and rapture were blend
ed in his glance as he bent over her.
"Would it be right-if / kissed
your he stammered.
Annette's eyelashes futtered up from
her tear wet eyes.
"Oh, why didn't you do it five weeks
ago." she reproached him.