The Montgomery advertiser., 1907-08-24

Now Freddy, you're not ~ .o
 No I'm not going to propose ,o me yesterday If ever proposed asain you would accept me"
 ego did" said Lydia, graVely' well. then, what is itT
 "Tt's--It's a plot, a fine plot for storv Aren't you out of ideasr
 .'No Indignantly and if l were wouldn't deprive you of yours.
 "Oh, well. I don't mind turhlshihs ,s vou with A few when your stock IS slwavs give of your little gen rouslv- to those who have none, say l.
 Lydia nut her hand on the knob ana oranad the door with determination. F~Ob nIeasev' Freddy was holding inc knob. and her hand. and looking down at her, entreatingly. Just give me fifteen minutes; you won't miss IL.
 Lydia released the knob and are" her hand away with little ?erk.
 of I were a man." she said, staring a+ the ceiling. 'I'd be a man. I wouldn't snend my time aimlessly frittering around and getting in the way of peo- nle who have some object In liie'
 sIF were A oman" said Woodruff staring at the carpet, would be amia- bIe and gentle and considerate or otber neople's feelings, especially If had broken InGlT HCaA bS SONNA0A and I wouldn't be rude enough
 T.vd,a sat down at the table in des- penSSi aWbat is your plot. Freddy? Give if to me, and will take 1t down In shorthand"
 i'That's a dear girl"
 well. it's about a man and girl you know" ,. -,Ah,,ns "starts off splendidly, Freddy: so orig
 aThA man was awfully in love with the girl. you know, and all that
 .Yes? This is really quite out or
 "Ycs isn't 1t. But the man was not very mucn of a fellow. He was not confirmed reprobate; he had never swindled any one; he was not liar, ana he was counted honest and straightforward among, men. But he had never accomplished anything m tbe world. for the simple reason that he was an indolent fellow, who had never had the whip of necessity 10 urge him to endeavor of any klnd' Ills forbears had left him well orr Tn worldly goods; his mother, his only ,t,,ine relative. spent the greater part of her time in society, and he partly from A sense of duty and partly be- cause he hadn't anything else to do, ,vart about with her. His winters he snent mostly In New York. and his summers on his yacht. Men called him a e,ood fellow, and women had always ssr1iIed on minor his money. Perhaps that was the reason at three-and- tbirtv his heart was only a little bat tered and was still in his own posses ton If was then that he met a gihl-"
 'aThe girl?' interpolated Lydia.
 "Yes the girl. She was different from the women he had known; she u,ss not so beautiful perhaps as some, hut to him she was the most beautiful oJoman In the wide world; a woman to do great deeds for. like some knight arrsnt of old for his ladye faire. But tbis man. living in this prosaic twen- tiotb century. could find no way 10 rro,Ja himseIf-but if there had been snvt1ing. any task she would have set, he would gladly have given the best That was in him to win from her a word of commendatlon--he did not dare at first, to hope for her love. As he came to know her better he began to see how wide a gulf stretched be- tween them; he began to realize how ba must strive to be worthy even to he called her friend. He tried to shake of the old lethargy that bound him. inc old precedents and customs that had nodded his lift; to long for some thing higher, nobler, more worthy of her
 "one night he sat at his window, smoking, and thinking of her as he