The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1909-03-25


It's an ideal diet-a return to ma
| ture in the practical sense" he ex-
| planned hurriedly. She looked genu-
inely disconnected. After all, he did
not know her very well. Perhaps he
| did not at all; the idea of a square
meal certainly seemed incongruOus in
connection with her. She looked as
| if she got that color as the flowers
| get theirs. 1t was embarrassing to be
discussing such things so soon; yet
| hang it'll
DO you mean raw pork and pea
| nuts-and fish-worms, for instance?"
| she asked, with a smile which brought
the queer, misplaced little dimple at
| the lower corner of her mouth into full
| play.
Moderately, he answered, splash.
| ing in the water with his paddle. It's
the principle of cooking that's wrong"
he explained.
She blushed. She had overlooked
| that.
Have you ever tried it," he asked
skeptically, with the amazing audacity
| OF the meek
Tried it, she echoed Indignantly.
Il don't see how you've found time
while you've been in college" he
said, retreating a little.
One can always find time for what
one likes she retorted Besides.
was brought up to know how to do
things on principle. My mother has
| Old-fashioned ideas about such things.
| And | like it. When my brains tired
| there's nothing that soothes it like
making noodles. It's a beautiful &C
complishment And one doesn't have
to think noodle thoughts the while
though noodle thoughts are very in
| teresting. for that matter"
Il should think they might be" he
/ commented. A deep amusement was
dawning in his eyes.
He was so lovable in his slow effort
at readjustment that she cried out
suddenly: "Oh, man, man! my pretty
dreams! the kettle simmering, and
and the nice poached eggs-and the
smell of the coffee the smell of cot
/ fee, now, is really poetical-"
| Bless its heart" said the man with
sudden tenderness. DO you suppose
| I'm going TO object to your having
what you want to eat sweetheart"
For a moment she was speeches..
| Then, OH as if | cared what | eat"
she cried, flushed and indignant
The man stared. Il thought that
was what We were talking about" he
said hupbly.
One can't explain things to a man"
| she said with vehement disgust
When one has no talent one naturally
| dreams of laying ii at the feet of the
man one-lOves. I've always yearned
for somebody to fix for! And to have
set your affections upon man who's
above all that-to have no opportunity
to develop the natural bent of your
genius"
He had been watching her smile of
deep and hidden import There are
all sorts Of nice little salads you can
make" he said suddenly.
Salads" she repeated, staring.
Yep. Raw salads Bananas and
nuts and apples"
How deliciously indigestible You
don't mean to say that the movement
permits of things that are agreeable
to the taste"
He was still watching her under the
brim of mis- hat. And all the head
cranks of my cult say that you must
have flowers and things on the ia
BILE"
She was brehtening perceptibly. Il
hadn't thought of that" she cried
Does that help any," he asked,
with great curiosity.
"Ye-es-imHensely," she said. II
begin TO see pOssibilities-in that
movement"
My future is fairly reeking with
possibilities he announced content
eddy
When they rounded the head of the
island again, little later, tiny col
umn Of pale blue smoke became visi-
BILE on the right, toward the convent.
4, was mounting almost straight up
ward against the amber glow of the
late afternoon Sky. rhe little wind
had dropped with the sun, apparently
giving up its project of Turing mortals
to its undiscovered country. Perhaps
it had decided they were best as they
| were; for they looked singularly con.
tent. The girls eyes were upon the
column of smoke, What is it?' she
asked
The man pointed out the little camp.
fire on the yellow sand by the waters
edge. The figure of man was bend
ing over it, and woman in a scarlet
golf jacket was moving about at a
little distance. Two children were
whooping joyously in the foreground.
The girl stood up in the boat to
look, in spite Of his remonstrance.
They're cooking support" she said.
"Oh, how perfectly darling" She
looked around at the jewelworld about
them. 1T just completes the picture!"
she said. 1T humanizes the land
scape!"
The man grinned self-consciously.
Something smells mighty good" he