St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1909-03-06

| 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.
'Not-exactly," he answered, splash
ing in the water with his paddle Its
| 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.
II don't see how you've found time
while you've been in college," he
said, retreating a little.
Zone can always find time for what
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
u. I
to think noodle thoughts the while
though noodle thoughts are very in
teresting, for that matter"
81 should think they might be- he
commented. A deep amusement was
daWning in his eyes.
He was so lovable in his slow effort
at reimbursement 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 hearth! said the man with
sudden tenderness. do you suppose
I'm going to object to your having
what you want to eat, sweetheart"
For moment she was speeches..
Then, ooh! as if / cared what eat!''
she cried, flushed and indignant
The man stared. Il thought that
was what we were talking about" he
said humbly
"One can't explain things to maj"
she said with vehement disgust.
When one has no talent one naturally
dreams of laying it, at the feet of the
man one-loves. I've always yearned
for somebody to fix for! And to have
set your affections upon a 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 indigestibIe! 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 his hat. And all the head +
cranks of my cult say that you must
have flowers and things on the ta-
Dle."
She was Frightening perceptfbly. II
hadn't thought of that, she cried.
Does that help any?" he asked.
With great curiosity
"Ye-es-immensely,' she said. 'I
begin to see possibilities-in that
My future is fairly reeking with
possibilities" he announced content.
IDLY.
When they rounded the head of the
sland again, little later, a tiny col
INN OF pale blue smoke became Visi-
lie on the right, toward the convent.
was mounting almost straight up-
ward against the amber glow of the
ate afternoon sky.
The man pointed out the little camp.
ire on the yellow sand by the waters
dge. The figure of man was bend
ng over it, and woman in scarlet
,olf jacket was moving about at
title distance. Two children were
Vhooping joyously in the foreground
The girl stood up in the boat to
ook, in spite of his remonstrance,
They're cooking support" she said
Oh, how perfectly darling!" She
BOXED around at the jewel-world about
hem. 1T just completes the picturel"
ne said. 1t humanizes the land
capen
The man grinned self-consciousIy.
Something smells mighty good" he
Omitted
She turned upon him, arrested by.
ne remark, and looked at him for
ONE seconds. Then she clasped her
ands. oh, my prophetic soul!" she
asped. Its ham! He likes the smell
I it,"
Don't jump up and down." said the
ian. You'll drown u.s.
That irrational dimple was in fun
lay as she looked down at him. 81
link we can get along" she said, nod
ing at him. You're nothing but
ian, after all. It.won't take serpent
} beguile you; you'll just saw The
oman tempted me, and | did
at:' All nice men are like that" she
lded comfortingly.