Arizona republican., 1908-11-08

right. After all there's the vegetarians-they're fond of reading" And he snatched up the MS. backed out of the door and slammed 1t in ths wrathful poets face.
 Its new break for me. too." said Bellamy Grist.
 did not dare tell Editha of the character of the new volume any more than had dared tell her of the effect of Nokos heart on her fathers nature. I watched him closely trying to observe if that effect increasing; I fancied that in the matter of love of mischief it Some of his pranks were outrageous, and I found that he was on the best of terms with all the bad boys of the neighborhood. I believed. indeed that he was the instgator of their bolder fights.
 Then came the domestic climax. One morning at breakfast Editha said, Surely the embalmers are very long fixing up fathers heart. They've had it five months"
 "The embalmers haven't got it. They can't have it till Moko dies" I said in as matter of fact tone as I could assume.
 What do you mean?" gasped Editha.
 Well, oDriscon replaced Moko's heart by your fathers. He felt that science needed the converse of the operation"
 "But-but-my fathers heart-the splendid heart of Bellamy Grist--ths is desecrauon!" cried Editha
 Worn out poets hearts are great shakes" said BeIlamy with chuc&le. Then he added, Pm thinking Editha that that biography you're writ ing for me should branch of at the operation and continue with Moko."
 Week by week his boyishness grew more trying It seemed as if he spent all his time. except when he was writing poetry. plotting executing wild pranks. We relieved though we were very anxious about how he should behave, when the Society of American Lterateurs invited him to help entertain a great French writer, with view to fronting their guest with the serious earnest Amer ican spirit in it's most perfect expression and he left us for fortnight.
 I watched the papers anxiously but plainly he was restraining his miseheyous spirit for the event passed off without scandal At the end of fort night he came back with the astounding inteh- gence that he was of to Paris. The old Bellamy Grist had always proclaimed that the true Amert- can poet must never weaken his grip on the Amer- can spirit by enervating contact with efete Europe This recantation was great shock to Edtha, and expect to most of his admirers.
 After he had gone we were both happier. It was a rest for us. Then he wrote that he was going to settle down in Paris for year or two and asked me to manage his money and remit his income l agreed thankfully.
 But always there loomed omnouly ahead the bolr dar to speak to Editha. out when her advance copy of it came, and when returned I found her in tears. I tried to comfort her; but it was no use she said sobbng that her father had destroyed forever his splendid success. For the next two days she went about the house mourning Then came the day of the books publication and the appearance of the reviews. When came to break fast found her sitting in the midst of a heap of newspapers and magazines. To my surprise she was flushed and smiling and there were tears in her eyes.
 How could have been so foolish?" she cried T missed the true inwardness of my fathers book ut terly. The High Thinker says that it shows a poetic insight into cosmic soul unsurpassed in literature The Cultured American says that he is the greatest allegorst the world has known Of course there are scofers"-she frowned-"but they are only superficial and bnd-souls iI whom the mystic meaning of the universe awakens sponse. My fathers renewal of youth has trebled his great He is in truth to-day Americas 'noblest soul "
 I was a little dazed: to hear that the cultured filling themselves up cheerfully with the senti ments of Moko took me abaek
 Editha tore herself away from the tributes to her fathers genius and began breakfast. She opened some of her letters; and then startled by a sudden cry from her. Her face was full of