Los Angeles herald. [microfilm reel] (Los Angeles [Calif.]) 1900-1911, 1908-06-28
A Matter of Inspiration.
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Lover" She bit her lip to hold back her in
dignation
He looked at her with luminous eyes, Love
That is what 1t has grown to be. I didn't intend
TO Dlurt 1t out that way, but you may we'll
know now thought that the work of these three
years was wasted I was going away"
She had finished the coffee. In another moment
Mrs. Kapperbach would rise from the table. The
slight man looked weary; the girl in mauve failed
to interest him further Miss Rawston's practiced
eye told her that she would have no difficulty
with him that evening; he would voluntarily con-
tinue their very significant conversation where he
had dropped it in alright the previous evening.
Mr. Angus" Miss Rawston's voice was decisive
and cool. This has ceased to be amusing I
was curious. l let you talk. You may as we'll
know that my tastes do not run to rising young
men. We have nothing in common. l have neither
the time nor the inclination for your friendship
He stared at her unbeievingly His face was
strained and white. His expression made Miss
Rawston almost uncomfortable, and she held her
head slightly higher.
gust of contagious laughter arose from the
opposite end of the table.
Zone woman is as good excuse for inspra-
ton as another" the wide-hipped young woman
maintained. Proof? Well, men who need inspira-
ton usually take the first woman who happens
near, unintelligent and unsympathetic though she
may be- The forces of life within him do the rest
in making the man successful"
David leaned forward with an air of such COM
plete concentration in the speakers words that
every one regarded him attentively. When he
spoke the rig1dlty or his race was SO intense that
his lips scarcely vibrated.
But what becomes of man when he can no
longer deceive himself to the value of such
an Inspiration"
She looked at him with interest from under
her dropping eyeds. you're speaking of mod
man, of course; don't know what Dante
would have done If he had discovered that Beatrice
was a ninny. But the American businessman is
a realst. When he first wakes up, he is unhappy.
He thought he working for the woman.
Maybe he had fattered her by telling her So but
he finds that most of his happiness is the reaction
of satisfaction in doing his work we'll"
Mr.. Kappenbach rubbed judicial finger over
his lips. Eyes, yes, the inspiration of woman
is matter of the imagination, after all. The most
reliable inspiration is, not woman, but mans
knowledge of his own capacity for work"
Mrs. Kappenbach from the table; she
feared her dinner party would be spoiled by phil
osophical discussions
The slight man gaZed through his monocle at
Miss Rawston she passed through the doorway.
Never had he such beautiful contour of
shoulders and bust Admiration overcame his
timidty of the previous evening. Here certainly
was a woman who might inspire any man.
"Mr. Kapperbach," said David in the drawing
room as they stood together for minute while
of the guests prepared to leave for the
theatre and others settled themselves around the
bridge tables. "Il take your advice. l will stick
to my work here. I'll speak to McClintock tomor-
row. I accept the position of assistant states
attorney.