The evening world., 1915-11-22

than had her frst gust OF temper.
That she should have the insane au-
dacity 10 order me. a man, To
Aud then TO this day I know not
how II came about) suddenly found
myself on my knees In the slush.
awkwardly scrnping together the silly
red roses from snowdrift. walk and
gutter.
My face was purple with seif-con-
tempt and with u wild. unreasonins
fury against the little lady who stood
triumphantly above me directing the
task.
Oh. II my patient. toii-bowed mother
or my buxom. obedient sister could
have seen me, Roger Sessions, at that
moment. I thanked heaven that Will
braham was a full hundred miles
from Boston, and that no visiting
neighbor was like to behold me.
little tyrnnt. over there TO the lofti
Behind that snow ridge. There are
two roses you've overlooked. 30!
Now wipe OF the stems. They are all
wet. oh. not 80 roughly See. you
have broken one OF them"
Red. mortified. raging. ] scrambled
to my feet. gripping the recovered
sheaf OF roses In my huge nst.
I had mado no effort to arrange
rection from my fingers like hay
wisps.
"Therei Take th~m.- I snaried,
thrustinC the disordered handful Of
flowers toward her.
To my further charrin she recoiled
step In pretty disdain.
"a service Ia robbed OF its grnoe II
courtesy 20 not with II, she rebuked
ne prtm!y, as II teaching n simple
lesson 10 some stupid c'.ild.
What more do you want7" grum.
bled. There are your foolish roses
WHAT
Foolish enough the poor blossoms
look as you hold them now she
agreed. Arrange them. No, not that
way, but with the heads together. Sol
Now .-. ,....---. ..-. -
oh, take them and ls, there be an
end to this farce!"
Again l showed the flowers at hor.
But once more she drew back.
When a gentleman Offers me a
bouquet he does 80 with a bow" she
chided. Not as II he would thrus.
it down my throat. Try again"
Il Will not!" ! fumcd. Il am no
gentleman and | have told you 20.
| have debased myself enough for you.
Oh, well. here them"
Impelled again by the same annoy
ing. incomprehenslble force. l bobbed
my head, ducked my shoulders and
held the flowers sheepishly toward
the girl.
This time she was graciously
pleased to take them. The wrath In
her big brown eyes had softened to q
twinkle Of mischief.
did the bear teach you that how r
she queried innocentiy. There!
was wrong to mock you. For. after
oil. you have made such amends az
you could. And you hate me. | can
see II In that glover on your face
You would not be ill-lookinR, sir. Il
you could wipe that scowl and learn
TO square those giant shoulders o,
yours"
Never mind my looks" I broke IN
embarrassed. Then. against my will
, added:
What WAS amiss with my bow, II
was not cringing, dancing schoo
salute. butt
What was amias with it?" she r.
peated. Everything! l cannot ex
plain. You would not understand
But-see you the gentleman who hai
. just turned the corner? Observe him
And when he bows to me you will 30,
+ the poetry that true breeding can pu
r into 80 simple a salute
1 glanced ahead. Toward us wa!
walking a tall. rather heavily bull
; man whose gorgeous major genera
{ uniform was but half hidden by tn
military cloak he wore. From tn
frame OF powdered wig looked forth
/. handsome, whimsical, tired face.
And 1t was q face / knew from
/ many a picture In the print-shops.
!. drew back instinctlvely into the angl
= OF a wall. eyink the newcomer Wit
1 respectful admiration.
3 For this was Gen. William Howe
> most dashing of English officer,
r Gambler, duellist, man of pleasure
fearless soldier. and coffee house vii
y he was the envied model OF ever
Z provincial dandy.
0 The Generals tired eyes brlghtsne
as they fell upon the girl. He quick
= ened his rapid pace. advancing, ha
y in hand.
= Hating before her, he bowed Low
until tho brim OF his chapeau brusne
: the snow at her FEET.
II was the exaggerated salute G
that time, Yet, rs he performed 4
l II seemed but natural-the very poet
% ~ OF motion.
She responded with a graceful cur,
= sy, as though IN "a ballroom. Eve
4 at the moment IL struck me as cd
: that a great General should thus dt
y mean himself before a mere woman
e And I wondered II II we're possib
= that my ideas OF mans superiorlt
;. could have been wrong Then, sham,
~ lessly, / listened 10 their talk,
Venus has sure forsakan Olympl
20 brighten the provincial soil OF Bo,
;, toni" cried Howe gayly, as he ROT
~ again TO his full height.
= ITO think Mars for his gift
= roses" she replied in the Same .,
aggerated vein,
n "rhey are royal red 10 match 20,
!, cloak" said he. but your cheeks p,
IN their blush TO shame. Truly. 81
may rejoice 10 wear FITS Majesty
m red coat when Mistress Marjory VIII
throp sets the fashion In color"
Marjory Winthrop so that W,
~ the dainty. fery damsel's name
Daughter, no doubt, OF old Simeo
Winthrop, who was the richest Toi
,! in Boston, even as mine own faith.
was the richest Tory in Wilbroham
Il His Gracious Majesty should