The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-08-30

&N&9 ARM sion for the grocer's boy, who was ia MR HRM and red-eheeked, and at seventeen she hae ~ her first proposal of marriage. His nam' W~4~ was Anastasus; he stoop- -shouldered
 and his passion butterflies He pro
 posed, with consummate judgment, tc | make Adrienne the queen of his collection
 She almost accepted Anastasius because te different from other boys, and then, because be was so different, she rejected him, and the long ine of hopefuis and Respondents began to its way past her.
 In it there were rich boys and poor boys bright boys and dull boys, young boys and old boys there was one old fellow who sought to tempt Adrienne with steam yacht that would bear her to any of the far of this world that she might let her fancy nan.e- And when she was tired of the yacht there would be big town house in Fifth Avenue, New York, and country place at Newport, Rhode Island, with buffers and conservatories and imported auto n.ohiies-but Adrenne, only shook her head All the rich boys offering her such inducements. And some other boys varied the offering There one who hkened his lineage to wide-spreadng oak But again Adrienne only shook her head sadly-she was Coutant herself and the Coutants had begun their lineage in French province many generations ago that the full of them had almost been lost Lnsty youths offered her athletic medals there was one luinous-eyed soul who could talk to her by the hour of PreJRaphaelite period, whererpon Adrienne would glance thoughtfuy at the toe of her tiny slip per and wonder If she would look better at the junior Prom fn pink with mauVe or III mauVe WILL pink. For of these penetrated deeply. She sorry for the-singiy and collectivey-but her quick throbbing heart for instant touched
 s You see, what Adrienne really looking for was man. the right man. real man, if you please. She
 met all the nice boys of Fremont society and some of the boys who in Fremont society, but at that she was quite sure that her field of acquaintance with .TsaI men was Iirnited-fearfry limited But after a tir1e-he line had been weaving itself past the slim and lovely girl for nearly years-it happened that she a real His Orville Minor, and he vice-presdent of the great International Bridge Company. I. B.-You must have known 1t if you have hrted with the narrow white tape of the stoccker-has of its greatest plants in Ire mont and the head of that plant Orvie Milnor "a man whose word and whose judgment were disputed %<
 Fremont society looked askance at Orvil1e Minor Who was he?" 1t said to itself His is not writ upon the list of the founders of this town It was not, and society right For Orville Minor had been a puddler's boy in the beginning-in the griny old foundry of the bright plant. That of the things that Adrenne loved in hirnone of the tests by which he in her eyes. He had up the steep path, and at the head of the path had stood the slim and lovely girl And that girl could bear malice, not when rumor slipped up to her and whispered sy1y in her
 "He once fell upon a workman and with his hands beat hinl-amost to death' said
 But Adrienne only tossed her head back and laughed, because she knew of that-of the workman who had defed his superintendent She knew that nutiny might at any time fairly bring capital punish ment and she was only the more convinced that Orvile Minor real He did measure to the tests He was a square man-square, of course modern business goes He was honest too-as com rnercial standards of honesty go He was said by even his rivals to have made good and Adrienne's Uncle Ben, who the biggest banker in Fremont said that his bank and Bradstrees both rated Ovlle ~LA 1~~ra- 4% almost any girl
 It almost satisfied Adrenne She knew that she unusually hnicythe procession of the prospeetives had made her; and she put of from month to month, and from year to year. the formal accept ance of the hand and of Orville Minor. She welcomed his attentions H had such delightful little ways of remembering girls comfort and girls happiness-you might almost have thought that there had been nine generations of Minors in Fremont But--she still hesitated It seemed hard for girl take the crucial step.
 And as for Milnor-Mnor had long since learned that strong wins through patence-patience of the exquisite and excrucating So he played his cards adroityas he played them all the time iu his business-and waited When Adrienne finally deter mined Orvle Minor would be ready for the verdict
 Into the offices of the International Bridge plant Fremont there walked young man just out of big school of technology He filled with enthusiasm, and when he placed his letter of introduction down upon the vice-presidents desk, 0rville Mnor smiled tn sort of keen sympathy. Minor had never gone to school and there dwet within him sort ot envy of those who had A boy of this sort stood at his desk nearly every working day of me year-and not many of them passed the examination
 "So you've for the postgraduate course, Mir -F
 "Gordon-Craig Gordon"
 "Thank you. We're only business, Mr. Gordon
 great big machine, I see it, and yet the science of education looks up to us quite bit. But we don't look up to the science of education-not bit e :. Vrers crarnr,ed frf and oyerstuffed with