The Hope pioneer. [volume] (Hope, N.D.) 1882-1964, 1913-07-24
METHOD AND A MAID
BY TROY ALLISON.
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He. finally managed to get his cigar
% working satisfactorily, and stretch
ID himself comfortably on the grass.
She leaned back against the tree
runk and watched a squirrel busy on
neighboring branch.
Harrington noticed that she seemed
% have entirely forgotten his presence
-he could not decide whether the sit
sation interested him or piqued his
masculine vanity.
when you have satisfactorily ex.
lmined the trees, the squirrel, the wa
.sr falling over those stone, and have
ormed your opinion concerning the
sntrancing horizon" he said in a
Tightly injured tone, wouldn't you
like to talk to me some?"
"None of these things are more in
teresting to me, Diogones. than the
study of you. l assure you," her lips
eurled with a teasing smile, and
hare was a touch of fun in her eyes.
Sometimes l almost conclude that l
positively dislike you" he said, ami.
ably. taking long puffs at his cigar.
Il never cared much for women-but
In this case there ia a stronger ele-
ment, ! believe it almost approaches
being dislike.
She wriggled her blond head into
Q more comfortable pose against the
tree trunk and bsamed upon him as
Il he had said something truly graft.
tying.
ITS an achievement Diogones to
have inspired you with a strong feel
ing Of any dsscription-I'm proud of
myself"
You have such a COMPOUNDED way
OF bouncing upon a fellows thoughts
and holding them up to ridicule-you
can analyze a man as easily as a chem
list oar analyzs a patent medicine.
Didn't you know, Miss Burton, that
women ought to make themselves
observation-disclosures uncanny for
them to go in for psychology, analysis
-er-vivisection."
Attractive? o Diogones-you are
awfully lacking in manners-I was
taking solid comfort and content in
the belief that the powers that be had
made me-attractive-and was anus.
ing myself with your so.called v~ivisec-
tton-merely as a side issue. l see,
my dear philosopher. that you are not
lifted TOR the gentle ways of polite So
oiety-tf 1t didn't sound slangy, I'd
,say: Back to your tub 1t was a tub
that nogones enjoyed so thoroughly,
wasn't it,"
He was, by degrees, working him.
SELF into an exceedingly bad temper.
Miss Burton, did you know that
blond women had always enjoyed the
reputation Of being fools-more or
Isss?" he asked, scathingly.
All Of which leads to" she in.
tssrupted with elaborate innocence.
The fact that it's time you de.
oided whether you are going to mar.
~ that idiot Darrell or me, we've both
been dangling around you the whole
summer"
"Your climaxes are strong" she
smiled, admiringly, that idiot Oar.
rail- or-you-Don't you recognize q
esrtain similarity to Pope in the way
you construct your sentences"
It's impossible to make a climax at
ter Darrell" he snorted, 1T would be
m impossibility to find a bigger idiot
70 name after him"
Everything, dear man, depends up
on-the point of view," she pinned on
her hat, and turned towards the path
leading to the hotel.
That afternoon Harrington lay, hall
aaleep. his magazine over his face. in
: the shade Of the bushes that grew
back OF the summer house.
"virginia-you are acting shameful
"" he heard Darrells voice.
Virginia evidently enjoyed the ides
Of acting shamefully-for he heart
. little ripple Of merriment.
But you know. Jack, he really doel
nsed some Of the conceit taken out O
him-womsn have spoiled him So"
81 think you have tormented hin