The Washburn times. [volume] (Washburn, Wis.) 1896-1976, 1907-09-12

ing to ana fro from the class rooms he
locke pale and weary.
Annette. however. continued to fiirt
with the lee turer on pedagogy.
You are getting yourself talked
about" said the best friend, you are
seen with him SO often"
He's the only interesting man
here Annette sighed YEARLY. 1.-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
Eyes" Annette said, "he doesn't love
me any more. He thinks Of nothing
but trees. / 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.
81 believe you are crying" ;. said the
best friend
81 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 1t 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.
After that Annette f1irted more reck-
lessly than ever. and on the last Satur-
day of the term she went for q ride
with the lecturer on pedagogy.
On the way the lecturer quoted
Browning.
Its ou. last ride together" he qua
vered sentimentally
The road led them in and out and in
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 for
est seemed to listen as the lecturer Oh
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 fiirted 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 just
| 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.
ooh, If you will" she walled and
held out her hands to him.
II Shall take her home" said the lee
turer on pedagogy, frowning darkly.
"Stand out of the way
| But the angel child set his shoulders
like young giant.
case,'' he said. 81 shall take her
home"
And the lecturer ON pedagogy, TAX
ing in the length and breadth and
! strength Of the tall young man, mut-
tered an invective and rode away
alone.
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 I
dream he would do such a thing
"Any man would be-tempted."
"But he is married, and that makes
it wrong"
.sThen as 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 f1uttered up from
| her tear wet eyes.
| ooh, why didn't you do it five weeks
| ago." she reproached him.
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