The Delta independent., 1915-01-08
GIRL FROM THE CIT,
BY DONALD ALLEN.

per Syndicate.)
Now and then q college student 10
called by his name as his mother
gave 1t to him. but in the vast ma
jority Of cases It is by a nickname.
Sometimes the appellation fits the In
divfdual. and sometimes II IL far from
II; but once bestowed IT sticks.
Brian Jeffries had been in college
. month before his chum settled on .
nickname. and there was much re5oic-
ing that II fitted him.
He was walking out one evening
from his boarding house when he was
set upon by three young men. They
were supposed to be students, and to
be mistaken in their man, and they
made II warm for young Jeffries for
minute. Then he rallied, and when
he had landed three separate punches
on three individual chins the battle
was over. Brian had delivered the
punch as sporting men say. and
from that time on he was Punch
Jeffries. He was neither proud OF 1t
nor disgusted with 1t.
When the summer vacation came
the young man went to his home on
the Sound. He might have gone camp
ing or yachting or tramping. as SO
many students do. but he was way
behind In his studies. and his father
had inquired of him:
DO you think sent you to college
to learn to row. swim, box and kick
a football7"
Hardly. father" was the reply.
You stand very low in your studies.
my boy; and you must catch up.
Spend your vacation at home and do
it."
II was a bit lonesome at The Oaks.
Brian was an only child. and his moth
er was a semiinvalid and his father
a quiet man who seldom entered into
conversation. There were fishing and
boating and there was a trip to the
village now and then in the auto. and
the remainder OF the time was put
in reading law and wondering why
men with sense enough to peel a
potato could not enact a law that a
half-baked judge could not interpret
twice alike in the same year.
On his Homecoming he had noticed
two young ladies' at Wave Crest-the
next manor house below. One of
them was Miss Pryor. whose father
owned the property. and the other
was a stranger to him. When he
sought information OF his mother
she replied:
1T is a young lady from the city
visiting Miss Pryor. do not even
know her name"
Hang II. II I had ever been intro
duced to Miss Pryor here is q big
chance for a Irritation"
I'm sorry for you. but perhaps
you'll survive the disappointment"
At about the same hour Miss Callie
Floyd. the visitor from the city. was
asking Of Miss Annette Pryor:
And who are the people at the
other place?"
Their name Is Jeffries"
Aren't there any sirlsf"
No. only a SON."
college studentf"
Il believe so. and, home now on his
vacation
He must be q bit lonely
We'll. II won't be for us to cheer
him up. I have heard that he wa.
very Wild and reckless at college"
why. he doesn't look IT," said Mise
Callie.
oh. you arc a physiognomist. are
you! You can tell by q young mans
face nfty rods away whether he is
wild or not,"
Il thought he had q pleasant
face"
Let me tell you what they call
him IN college II is Punch JEFF
fries!"
But why7 Does he drink more
punch than anybody else,"
1T must be that. A young man
who knows him told me that he had
three brawls before he had been In
college a month. hope he will make
no excuse to get acquainted with US
We must prepare ourselves to snuh
him At the nrst advance"
Yes. We must!" sighed Miss Caliie
as she turned away.
Three days later Brian saw the
young ladies' start for the village in
the runabout. and he got out his auto
and followed. Why he did II he did
not stop to ask himself Perhaps 70
was because he had a hope that he
might get a near view OF the girl
from the city. He was half mile be
hind them, and keeping their pace.
when he heard . toot behind him and
glanced back to see a young man
burning up the road.
That toot meant but one thing. 1t
meant: Il am coming and you small
potatoes with your cheap machines
had better take to the woods!"