The Washington herald., 1907-09-19
Annette and the Angel Child.
By TEMPLE BAILEY.

Annette. however. continued TO firt
with the lecturer ON pedagogy
You are getting yourself talked
about said the best friend, you are
seen with him so often"
He's tie only interesting man here, "
Annette ssher YEARLY. "Tse professor
OF English and the professor of chemis-
Try are sticks and she other professors
are old, and the Angel Child has forgot
ten me-"
"What?'~ exclaimed the best friend.
Yes Annette said che doesn't love
ue any more he thinks Of nothing bar
trees. haven't seen him for two weeks.
lie doesn't love sae amy more"
She cuIIed herself up on the couch. SO
that her face was away from her friend.
but her voice quivcred
II believe you are crying" said the
best friend
Il am not" sobbed Annette. and her
best friend few 20 her, and pat her arms
about her. and they turned of the lights
and talked about il 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 De
didn't care, 1 began 10 care" said little
Annette
COZ course" said the best friend.
After that Annette hirted more reck-
lessly than ever, and on the last Satur-
day OF the term she Went for ride with
the lecturer On pedagogy.
on the way the lecturer quoted BrOwn-
ing.
It's our last ride together" he Guav-
cred sentmentally.
The road led them in and out. and III
and out, between lines OF tall bushes.
and there was stretch OF Woodland
where the trees met overhead. and where
it was so quiet that all the forest seemed
to listen. as the lecturer on pedagogy
leaned over and kissed Annette.
Oh cried Annette, with her eyes
blazing how dare yoa,"
You might have expected it," said
the lecturer on pedagogy. calmly: you
have fiirted with me for FIVE weeks"
But no gentleman would do such q
thing" said Annette
Most gentlemen do said the lecturer
on pedagogy and leaned over 10 do il
again.
Annette gave a little cry, and Just then.
out from, the bushes stepped the Angel
Child
He stood in the middle OF the road, bar
ring the way, and looked straight at An
nette.
May ! take you home?" he asked. ig-
noriug the lecturer on pedagogy.
oh. if YOU will," she walled. and held
out ncr hands to him.
I shall take her home. said the lee
stand out OF the way"
But the Angel Child set his shoulders
like a young giant.
i don't th.Bk we viii cirque the case"
he said. Il shall ta' her home"
And the l.c,urer pedagogy, taking in
the length and b-e1dth and strength Of
the tail young wta. muttered an invectivo
and rode away alone.
Annette was sobbing, with her face in
her hoTsc's name.
The Angel Child touched her hair with
tender fingers
'Dor't cry" he, begged, don't"
But Annette sobbed on. Il didn't dream
he would DO such a thing"
ANY man would bc-tempted"
But he is married and that makes IL
wrong
Then rs I am NOT married-would il
be right"
His tone was elger- He was standing
close TO her, and as Annette looked lp
and saw the alteration in his blue eyes.
she substituted the lapel of his coat for
the horses name, ana sobbed comfortably
on his shoulder
Amazement and rapture We're blended
in his glance as ne bent over her.
Would il be right-if I klssed-you2''
he stammered.
Annette's eyelashes fluttered up from
her tear-wet eyes
"Oh. why didn't YOU do it five weeks
agog sig reproaehed him.
Copyrighted, J, 1857. b. z. e. EasimenLl