Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1907-06-13

| our meue IS not to compare, Dur 10
take what pleases us from each.
"How doth the little busy bee
Improve each shining hour
And gather honey all the day
From every opening flower.
Watts. You see, I'm still down among
the WIS. Oh, Dorothy, how can you
sit there so placidly when the Conster-
nation has just faded from sight?
Selfish creature!
"Oh, give me tears for others woes
And patience for mine own!
I don't know who wrote that, but you
have no tears for others woes, merely
greeting them with ribald laughter
for Dorothy, with the we'll read letter
in her hand, was making the rafters
ring with her merriment, something
that had never before happened dur
Ing her long tenancy Of that room.
Kate turned her head slowly round,
and the expression on her face was
half indignant, half humorous, while
her eyes were uncertain weather
prophets and gave equal indication of
sunshine or rain.
why, Katherine, you look like a
tragedy queen, rather than the spirit
Of comedy! Is it really a cas- Of Tit
willow, tit-willow, tit-willow? You
see, I'm a-rescuing you from the bot
tom of the alphabet and bringing you
up to the Gilbert plane, where l am
more accustomed to you, and under
stand you better. Is this dependency
due to the departure Of the Conster-
nation and the fact that she carries
away with her Jack Lamont, black
smith,"
The long sigh terminated in a woe
full Eyes"
1.-The ship that has gone out with
him we call she. If he had eloped
with q real she, then wearing the will
low or singing it, however futile,
might be understandable. AS it is
see nothing in the situation to call for
a Sigh"
'That is because you are a hardened
sinner, Dorothy. You have no heart.
or at least If you have it is untouched
and therefore you cannot understand.
If that note in your hand were q low.
missive instead of a letter from your
lawyers, you would be more human,
Dorothy"
The hand which held the paper crum-
pied it up slightly as Katherine spoke.
Business letters are quite necessary
and belong to the world we live In
said Dorothy, a glow Of brighter color
suffusing her cheeks. Surely your
acquaintance with Mr.. Lamont is of
the shortest"
Gle has called upon me every day
since the night of the ball." maintained
katherine stoutly.
"Well, that's only three times"
"Only three! How you talk! One
would think you had never been
schooled in mathematics. Why, three
is a magic figure. You a do plenty
Of amazing things with it. Don't you
know that three is a numeral Of love?"
81 thought two was the NUMBER
chimed Dorothy, with heartless mirth.
AlllCC, Sulu Iull1CllUC ldhlIS OI6
last look at the empty horizon, then
seating herself in front Of her friend
"three is a recurring decimal. 1t goes
on and on and on forever, and if YOU
write it for a thousand years you are
still as far from the end as when you
began. 1t will carry you round the
world and back again and never di-
rpirich II SC, fho ,,,o{hop, of;oo1 NJ,
blem Of the nature of true love-"
"Is it so serious as all that, Kate, or
are you just fooling again?" asked
Dorothy, more soberly than heretofore.
HAS he spoken to you?"
Spoken? He has lone nothing but
speak, and 1 have listened-oh, so in
tently and with such deep understand
ing. He has never before met such a
woman as I and has frankly told me
So"
81 am very glad he appreciates you,
dear"
eyes, you see, Dorothy, 1 am really
much deeper than the ordinary wo-
man. Who, for instance, could find
such a beautiful love smile from a
OOoh vi allthlilCl4S NOSliIlS ~ SctllS Us
1 have unearthed from decimal frac-
tons? With that example in mind,
how can you doubt that other volumes
of college learning reveal to me their
inner meaning? John presented to me
as he said goodby a beautifully bound
copy of that celebrated text book,
Saunders Analytical Chemistry with
particularly tender passages marked in
pencil by his own dear hand"
Rather bewildered, for Hates ex.
preston was one of pathos, u%nrelieved
by any CLEAN Of humor, Dorothy new
ertheless laughed, although the laugh
brought no echo from Katherine.
And did you give him q volume of
Browning in return?"
"No, l didn't. How can you be sc
unsympathetic? Is it impossible fol
you to comprehend the unseen link
that binds John and me? l rummageG
the book store until I found a charm.
ing little edition of 'Marshall's Geolo
gist's Pocket Companion covered witt
beautiful brown limp Russia leather