The Dickson County herald. (Dickson, Tenn.) 1907-1979, 1917-07-13

Manners don't make the msn. It's
what you talked about--the tfumpery
little social things that yua found you,
keencst pleasure In talking about.
don't know what has ever taken yeu
out to a construction camp. doa'i
believe you ever did a days hard
work In yeur life before you came to
the TimanyonL~
II was growing dark by this time
and the stars were coming out. Some
one had turned the lights on In the
room the windows of which opened
upon the portico. and the yong WON
ans chair was 50 plaeed that he could
still see her face. She was smiling
rather more amieabiy when she said
You nustn', take Il too hard. !,
isn't you, personally, you know: It's
the type. I've met 1t before. didn's
meet any other kind during my three
years In the boarding school; nice,
pleasant young gentlemen, as immacu'
lately dressed as their pocketbooks
would allow. up In all the latest little
courtesies and tea.table shop talk.
They were all men. suppose, but Tn
afraid good many Of them had never
| found IL out-~will never Gnd IL out.
I've been calling II environment
don't Ike to admit that the race Ia
going downhill."
BY this time the sardopic humor was
once more In full possession. and he
was enjoying her keeDiy.
Go on" he said. This IA my nigh,
on"
1--we said enough: too much, per
haps. But when you were walking
with mamma, you reyuluded me SO
forcihly OF n man whom met just for
part OF one evening ahont year
ago In a small town In the middle
West He was one of them. He
drove over from some neighboring
town In his natty little automobile,
and give me fully an hour of his yalu.
able time. He mnde ma perfectly tu-
riOus."
Poor you'" laughed Smith; but he
was thankful that the camp sunburn
and his four weeks beard were safe
guarding his identity. -But why the
fury In his case In PARTICULAR"
Just because, l suppose, ! remem,
Der he told me he was bank cashier
and that he. danced. He was quite
hopeless, OF course. Without being
what you would call conceIted, you
could see that the crust was so thick
that nothing short Of an earthquake
would ever break IT,"
But the earthquakes do come. once
in h.ae moon," he said. still smiling
ut her. let's get II straight. You
are not trying to tell me that yea
object TO decent clothes ass: gaesi man
ners per Sc, are you'll" ,,e
The colonel was coming out. and he
had stopped In The doorway to light
a iong-stemmed pipe. The young WON.
an got up and tu:yed her hair with the
ends Of her nngers--a little gesture
which Smith remembered. recalling 1t
from the night Of the far-away lawn
party.
Daddy wants you. and I'll have 10
vanish" she said: but I'll answer
your question before I 90. Types are
always hopeless: It's only the hun.
dredth man who isn't. It's q great pity
you couldn't so on whipping claim
jumpers all the rest Of your life, Mr..
Smith. Don't you think SO? Good
night Well meet asain at breakfast.
Daddy isn't going 70 let you get away
short Of n nights lodging, l know"
Two cigars for Smith and four pipes
for the colonel further along. the tall
M!ssourian rose out of the sptit-bot.
toned chair which he had drawn M 10
face tie guests and raped the sshes
from the bowl ~ the corHcoh Int the
palm 81 his hand
Il thluk you've got Il MI now
Smith every last crock and tuFu #
Il, and | reckon you're tired enough
"a run away to bed"
Smith took a turn up and down The
stone tagged foo- Of the poEt!co with
his hands behind him. Truly, the case
~ Timanyen, ditch was desperate;
even more desperate than he had sup
posed. Figuring as the leyel-heaGed
bank cashier 81 the former days, H.
told himself soherly that no man In
his senses would touch Il with O ten
foot pole Then the laughing giheS ~
the huriredth wo,nan-vgihes, which
had cut far deeper than she had mag
ined--came back Ia send the blood
surg,ng through hts veins, II would
be worth something 10 be able 70 work
the miracle the colonel had spoken Of
and atterward
Colonel DextetsRaldwin was sttll
tapping his, palm ahseatly With the
pipe when Smith came back and said
abruptly:
Il have decided, colonel. I'll start In
With You tomoryow morning, and We'll
pull this mired scheme 81 yours OFT
Of the mud. or I'll ar,ak leg trying
to But you mustn't forget what Il
told you out 1t the camp, Right In the
middle OK things I may 70 rotten on
you and drip out"
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