The Farmville herald. [volume] (Farmville, Va.) 1890-1934, 1908-05-01

V2 again that l go
with you to call
on Miss Gilsiman.
I am a busy man and. anyhow, ] know
lots OF girls whom ia rather waste
time on than Rose Gilsiman.'
Why" began his friend with the
wavy hair in expostulation, but the
other cut him of with a gesture.
"Oh. know all you are going to
sayi" he exclaimed. u admit that
she's a nice girl and that she's pretty.
But what is mere prettincss? That
may do for the average man. but ]
look further I'm surprised that you
should be so devoted to her. She isn't
my kind and / haven't any desire to
90 to see herr"
Now. see her" cried the young man
with the wavy hair. Rose is a tiptop
girl never knew any one else TO
take such interest as she does in her
friends. She makes fellow feel that
he amounts TO something. and
"Troxell," said the young man with
the beetling brow, solemnly, Il am
disappointed in you. ! thought you
had more discernment. That is pre-
cisely what makes me dislike Rose
Gilsiman. There is no sincerity in
her. She jollies every one and works
him to a finish. It IS just her little
tuafhod of connucrfng
81 guess l know the real thing when
see it," grumbled his friend. I'm
more than seven, and don't have to
be fed on fattery to preserve my
health"
You are ike all the rest" persisted
his friend with the beetling brow.
There are mighty few men imperW-
GUS TO nattery. It isn't anything
against you, my boy; not at all You
may outgrow it. l never realized that
YOU had a touch Of liking for it til
Just now, but ! can see how Rose Gil
siman got you in the tolls ! heard
her one evening saying 10 Smith i'm
pressively that she thought he was
the most wonderful man TO have In
vented that dinky automobile attach
ment which he thinks is so great !
warrant she told you she never heard
of anything like the golf score you
made last summer"
The young man with the wavy hair
was honest. "Of course she did he
said. "But 7 Ike her. anyhow That
had nothing to do with it. ] am not a
fool"
"Of course you aren't said the
Young man with the beetling brow,
soothngly. ITS a human failing Of
nearly every one. I'm just an ordin-
ary individual, yet l really think ] am
remarkable in one way. From the
time | was a mere child / have In
stinctiyely detected inslncerity and
hated these gushing, layiton-thick
sort Of people. They repel me. Why
Troxell, I've seen fellows who would
swallow the baldest sort Of fattery by
the shovelful, smile like a Cheshire cat
and beg for more. 1t makes me sick.
None Of It for mel 1t is nothing but
downright flirting for a girl to do as
Rose Gilsiman does"
Il am sorry you dislike her so, said
the young man with wavy hair, stiff
lv. Il shouldn't have asked you TO call
with me. only ! thought it might
please her. l was going to tell you
what she said, but, Of course, you
wouldn't be interested. How is busi-
ness now in your
"See here, Troxelll" broke in the
Young man with the beetling brow
you mustn't take offense, you know,
and feel that way. l was just analyz-
ing Miss Gilsiman impersonally. She's
all right. as girls go, suppose. What
was It you said she said?'
"Oh." said the young man with the
wavy hair and the lurking smile. 1T
really doesn't matter. since you are so
little interested in her. She was say
ing the other evening that she greatly
admired a young man who could make
such a success in a few years as you
had at the bar"
The young man with the beetling
brow frowned and moved in his chair.
did she?" he murmured. Il had
no idea that she took such an intelli-
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