Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1908-04-03

Ryves-but more often he appears indif-
ferent and | think his attentions are
simply cousinly.
"Iook. here are the twins!" / cry, as
Don, my inseparabe companion now.
rushes forward with joyful barks, and
two little heads appear simultaneously
round the corner At sight of me they
both dash forward, and Chrissie, who is
still pale and thin, sinks into my lap
with contented sigh.
Tommy runs straight to the birds, and
going down upon his knees tries to find
out in what place they have been shot.
Faith. this ones shot right through
the head" he exclaims admiringly, "as
clean as whistlel ! wish / was a man
and could shoot like that When Pm
man I'm going to choose the incest thing
there is and then be that. expect it's
shooter I'll be-"
Il wish | were a man too, Tommy
say. "and / should be something like
you. / would choose some interesting
profession, and then / should never rest
until was at the top of the tree-no
half measures for me. l despise luke
warm people who never do anything
this pointedly and glancing at Mohun,
and indeed all my speech is meant for
him. Give me enthusiasm"
Bravo, Miss Tremainel" cries Capt.
Ryves. Il agree with you exactly, ex-
cept in wishing you were man. Saints
forbid such a calamity as that! / think
myself that / have chosen the most glo-
rious profession there is"
"Chrissie," / say, you grow up and
be hero, and then I'll marry you. As
can't be one myself am determined new
er to marry a man who isn't one"
what is your idea of a hero, Miss
Tremaine ?" said Capt. Ryves. "Do pray
let me know, so that l may aim at that
high ideal"
/ pause a minute and then / say de-
liberately-
"A man of stainless honor. One who
would do mighty deeds and never desire
to be praised for them"
Mohun hushes darlly; l can see the
veins stand out upon his forehead.
"How are you going to know your
hero when you meet himH" he asks.
"0h, shall know him soon enough!"
answer. HE will be different from ev-
erybody else"
Mohun glances away with a sad look
in his eyes, and says
Il am not so sure about that, An
nette. The man who is the most likely
to do the noble deeds you desire would
be the man who is least likely to talk
about them"
That's your idea of hero, is it, Fitz-
georgeH" says Capt. Ryves, with a slight
sneer in his voice ut would be inter
esting to know what your idea is about
the choice of profession"
| Mohun does not answer for a minute,
and then he says quietly
81 think I will answer in the words of
Browning
The common problem, yours, mine. every
Is not to fancy what were fair In life,
Provided II could be. But finding first
! What may be; then find how to make it
! fair
| Up to our means-a very different thing"
look at Mohun in surprise-I am see
ing him in a different light daily--but
Capt. Ryves hastily interposes.
ooh, come, spare us poetry, or at any
rate give us something lighter than
Browningl AS | look at you sitting
there, Miss Tremaine, / wish we lived
in the days of tits and tournaments.
You would inspire any man to mighty
deeds. | came upon some verses the
other day by that--what's his namel--
fellow, and they exactly describe you.
wish | could remember them, but I'm
an awful dufTer at that sort of thing.
1t was about two fellows describing their
ideal woman for pipe"
"What beautiful idea / feel quite
sad to think you have forgotten it,
Don't laugh at me, please. / do re-
member some of the lines. Let's see,
how do they go?
Dark haired is mine, with splendid tresses
Back from the brows, imperially curled!
All worship mine. Her purity doth hedge
| her
| Round-round--
Oh, bother, Pve mixed up two versesl
| must get the book and read them to
you. But really / thought of you the
minute / read the lines"
Mohun's eyes have been watching me
! for the last few minutes with an ex-
preston / cannot quite understand
tender, half smiling, and wholly earnest.
He chances from Chrissie, who is smooth
ing my cheek with his little hand, to me,
and then he says very quietly
None worship minel But some, / fancy,
love her.
| Cynics to boot. know the children run,
| Save that she brings the summer and the
sun"
rise hastily, my heart beating tu-
multuously, and, putting Chrissie gently
| to the ground, say