Smyrna times., 1911-03-08

father has never done a DAVIS work
In MS life. have often heard him COW
that TO go to a store or an office everv
aay ana attend to details such as buy
ing and selling and shipping and finan-
clerlng and such matters that have no
Importance except for the time being.
uylng as fast as they are born. like GER
tam insects, would soon wear him ont.
But to sit in library and read i'm |
mortal works such as the Greek poets |
ana the Latin prose writers-father
reads them in the original Greek and
Latin-that is way of spending ones
time fitted not for commercial slaves.
but intellectual gentlemen.
When l was a child we lived-my
parents live there yet-in the country
not far from a great city. Father had
inherited some property from his an
cestors that had been handed down
through several generations, and our
income, though small, was sufficient
for our wants. So father was at lib
erty to spend his time in a way that he
considered profitable. l sometimes
overheard people sneering at him for
living the life of a drone, as they ex-
pressed it, but since l have grown old
1t seems to me that even the real
drones in a colony of bees must have
their place in natures workshop or
they would not be there.
| Another singular thing about Dame
Nature is that. while she requires years
| fO OF q how inf oh
turn a girl into a woman in a twin
king. At any rate it was so with me.
When l was thirteen l was sitting one
morning on the porch at home, my doll
being In a chair beside me. Seeing
young fellow-he appeared to be about
seventeen-come into the grounds, 1
seized the combination of china, cot
ton and sawdust and flung it in an
open window behind me. There were
some books on a table near by, and,
taking up one of them, pulling down
the short skirt of my dress at the same
time so that it would cover my knees,
pretended to read.
The young fellow came along by the
winding walk under the great trees
they had recently put forth that sea-
sons leaves-and approached the
porch. Though my gaze was bent on
my book, | saw not the printed
words, but the advancing youth.
: have a miniature portrait made of
him at that time, and many who have
seen it have taken it for an ideal crea
ton. He was tall for his years, and
his beautifully shaped head was SET
ON as beautiful a neck, his collar be
ing of the open sort, which showed
the throat to advantage. His face was
: a perfect oval, his eyes large and lus
trous, his hair falling about his tenn
a pies in disordered waves.
have spoken from experience il
: saying that Dame Nature will turn {
girl into a woman in a twinkling. Ny
own transformation did not occup!
!. more than a minute. Within that pc
- riod 1 caught sight of the youth, funi
away my doll and was in love.
The newcomer paid no more atten
ton to me than If 1 had been made
like my doll, of sawdust. was stuni
to the quick that he did not look a
me. He rang the bell, asked for ia
ther and was shown into the house.
went upstairs and, stationing mysel
beside a window overlooking the wal
by which he must pass out Of tn
place, waited for him to do so. Whe
he departed | was watching him fror
behind curtains He walked with
satisfied step, as though he had com
for purpose and had accomplished
/ wished to go right down to the |
brary and learn all about the V1sito
from father but / feared to show
undue interest in him. l tried har
, to wait a long while, but five minute
was all my impatience would ALLOW
Going into the library, I pretended
hunt for q book, at the same tlH
asking as If incidentally:
"Who was your visitor, papaT"
Julian Trowbridge."
4 "What did he come for?'
IL TO ask me to coach him for his CO
lege examination. He has applied 4
admission In June"
"Are you going to coach him|
ayes. l couldn't very well refus
He's the son of my old friend TROY
bridge who was in college with M
Trowbridge has devoted himself
ienoble pursuits and got rich. pull
him through his graduating examin
tions."
Il "oh. my goodness graciousF' said
RI myself. putting my hand to my hes
to still its wild beating. Then aske
as he coming here for instructlonf
- eyes. every morning at IL"
And so should see this young 6
whom | had suddenly set up IN
beart every day till June. IL 1atl
W had known the tumult within me
'S doubtless would have ordered me
tbe nursery every morning before
nrn,rs coming. Father had pupn'
Cd I'd translation of ovid's Art
:, love- with copious notes. put ne
y not know enough about love ilsei,
= suspect m that his own daughter !, : :
already been pierced by one OF
rvl~ no