Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1914-11-27

q business for himself. But before he
had got settled down to it he sold 1t
at a profit and bought something else.
Every one said: Harry Beale will
never get on in the world. He is a
rolling stone and will gather no moss.'l
At n time be would be a contractor,
at another a farmer, though he never
kept a farm long enough to prove that
he knew anything about farming.
He did not forget the sweetheart of
his school days, but it seemed to him
that one of such inferior intellectual
capacity as himself should not aspire
to a woman so far above him in brain
bower. Or rather it occurred to him
that, he and Jennie having passed OUT
of childhood. this difference in them
would separate them farther and far,
Their as they grew older. A woman, he
argued, must look up to her husband;
the moment she looks down upon him
she ceases to love ! m
But Henry Beale is not the first per-
son who has attempted to analyze the
female human heart to find that 1t is
not to be analysed. At any rate, there
is a multitude Of exceptions to all
rules that can be laid down concern
ing 1t.
Miss Macarthur continued to teach
on a salary that was no more than she
required to live On. She had nc espe-
cial faculty for making a dollar serve
for two-indeed, it was all she could do
to make it serve for one. Though she
possessed high intellectual capacity,
the demand for it was not great. She
| lived In a small place where only medi-i
ocrity was required. What use there
fore were her attachments?
Meanwhile Henry Beale, engaged In
groveling pursuits, was extending them.
His bank account was all the while
growing and his operations all the
while. enlarging. He was not quite
thirty years old when he had a small
army of employees about him. he did
not need to send out misspelled letters,
for he had a dozen typists at his COM
mand. any one of whom could put In
| excellent English whatever he chose to
say, and. being systematic, he had
made Webster's Dictionary the rule of
his Office. He had no occasion to re-
greet not having learned to spell, for he
could hire spoilers for a song. When he
wrote his communications, instead of
debating them he felt sure that "busi-
ness would not be spelled "bizness'
or excellent "exselent."
One day Beale met a friend of his
old sweetheart. who told him that Jen-
uie was wearing herself out teaching.
Harry wondered If she would not in
her poverty consider such a stupid man
as himself for a husband. Unfortu-
nately his old distaste for facing a SUI
perior intellectual being again stood in
his way. He could not write the Eng
fish language or spell any better tina
he had done a dozen years before. IL
he proposed to his old sweetheart he
must either do so verbally or by means
Of a dictated letter, for he had never
had time to learn to use a typewriter
himself, and If he had had time 1t would
not have helped his spelling. Since
he could not muster cQurage,t0 propose
to one he considered SO far above him
he was forced to use the latter plan.
He wrote out his proposal-it seemed
altogether too sacred to dictAte-and
gave it to a typist to put in proper
shape OF paper.
Miss Macarthur received a beauti-
fully printed document from her school
boy lover declaring that his love was
as strong as ever; that he was aware
he was her inferior and If she married
him she would look down upon him;
that he wished to serve her, and the
only condition under which he could
do so was as her husband. Would she
marry him? Not a word was spelled
incorrectly; not a sentence was bungled.
The day after this letter W jas sent
MI. Beale called his typist into his Of
fee. She carried her implements with
her. supposing she was to take down
a dictation. On entering she saw at
once that her chief had received a
setback of some sort. He handed her
a letter from Jennie Macarthur adj
dressed to him stating that she had
no reply to make to a typewriter Lett
ter on such a subject as a proposition
of marriage.
"What do you think of that?' he said
woefully.
81 think that it is a very proper
statement of the case"
"What am / to do?"
IF | were you. Mr.. Beale. l would
send the letter you gave me to put in
type"
Corrected by your"
Corrected by no one"
Mr.. Beale groaned. "And that is
your advice?' he said.
1T is. If this lady will accept you
she will accept you as you are and not
as what you are not"
But her reply shows how she re-
CARDS me. She will decline my propo-
sition."
''She will not"