Mexico Missouri message. (Mexico, Audrain County, Mo.) 1899-1918, 1917-08-02

Manners don't make the man. It's
what you talked about-the trumpery
| little social things that you found your
keenest pleasure in talking about. /
don't know what has ever taken you
out to a construction camp. I don't
believe you ever did q days hard
work in your life before you came to
the TlmanyOni."
1t 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 young wom-
ans chair was so placed that he could
still see her face. She was smiling
rather more amlcably when she said:
"You mustn't take it too hard. 1t
isn't you, personally, you know; it's
the type. I've met 1t before. didn't
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, 1 suppose, but I'm
afraid good many of them had never
found 1t out-will never find it out
I've been calling it environment; 1
don't like to admit that the race is
going downhill."
BY this time the sardonic humor was
once more in full possession, and he
was enjoying her keenly.
Go on" he said. "This Is my night
Off"
1--WE said enough; too much, per-
haps. But when you were walking
with mamma, you reminded me so
forcibly of a man whom met just for
part of one evening about a year
ago in n small town in the middle
West. He was one of them. He
drove over from some neighborlng
town in his natty little automobile,
and gave me fully an hour of his valu-
able time. He made me perfectly fu-
rious!"
poor your 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 particularly
"Just because, suppose. I remem-
Der he told me he was a 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 a blue moon," he said, still smiling
at her. Lets get it straight. You
are not trying to tell me that you
object to decent clothes and good man.
ners per Sc, are you?"
The colonel was coming out, and he
had stopped in the doorway to light
a lOng-stemmed pipe. The young wOm-
an got up and fluffed her hair with the
ends of her fingers-a little gesture
which Smith remembered, recalling II
from the night of the far-away lawn
party.
Daddy wants you, and I'll have to
vanish" she said; shut I'll answer
your question before I go. Types are
always hopeless; it's only the hun.
dredth man who isn't. It's great pity
you couldn't go on whipping claim
jumpers all the rest of your life, Mr.
Smith. Don't you think so? Good
night. Wen meet again at breakfast
Daddy isn't going to let you get away
short of a nights lodging, know"
Two cigars for Smith and four pipes
for the colonel further along, the tall
MissOurian rose out of the split-bot
toned chair which he had drawn up tC
face the guests and raped the ashes
from the bowl of the corncob into the
palm Of his hand.
81 think you've got It all now
Smith, every last crook and turn Of
it, and 1 reckon you're tired enough
to run away to bed"
Smith took a turn up and down the
stone-fagged floor OF the portico witt
: his hands behind him. Truly, the cast
: of Timanyoni ditch was desperate
n even more desperate than he had sup
y posed. Figuring as the level-headet
e bank cashier of the former days h
told himself soberly that no man il
e his senses would touch 1t with a ten
n foot pole. Then the laughing gibes 0
d the hundredth woman-gibes whicl
had cut far deeper than she had imag
= ined-came back to send the blOo
surging through his veins, 1t wOul
I be worth something to be able to worI
the miracle the colonel had spoken of
It and afterward
e Colonel Dexter Baldwin was sti
y tapping his palm absently with tn
e pipe when Smith came back and sal
" abruptly:
I, ST have decided. colonel. I'll start /
IS with you tomorrow morning, and We
pull this mired scheme of yours ou
l. of the mud, or I'll break leg tryin
A. to. But you mustn't forget what
t. told you out at the camp. Right in tn
Is middle of things l may 20 rotten o
you and drop out"
ID CHAPTER Viii.