Roanoke Rapids herald. [volume] (Roanoke Rapids, N.C.) 1914-192?, 1917-09-21

be English. The people who thronge
the pavement were Of a new race
John, swarthy, little furtlve, elias
of foreigner seldom seen except i
allen lands. Men and women In al
stages Of dishabille were leaning on
of the windows or standing on the doc
steps. The girls whom they met occn
sionally-young women Of all ages
walking arm in arm, with shawls OF
their heads in place Of hats-laughe,
openly In Johns face.
"Conquests everywhere he goes 7
Louise sighed. 1--WE shall never keel
him, Sophyw
1--WE have him for this evening, a
any rate" Sophy replied contentedy
land he hasn't spent all his forum,
yet. I am not at all sure that l shall
not hint at supper when we come out
Of the Palace"
"a pity he fell into bad hands sc
quickly" Louise laughed. "Here We
are! Stalls. please, Mr.. Millionaire.
wouldn't be seen tonight In the seats
of the mighty"
John risked reproof, however, and
was fortunate enough to find Olsen.
gaged box. They devoted their atten.
ton to the show, Louise and Sophy at
first with only moderate amount of
interest, John with the real enthusiasm
Of one to whom everything is new. His
laughter was so hearty, his apprecia.
ton so sincere, that his companions
found 1t infectious, and began to up.
plaud everything.
"The bloscope," Louise at last de.
clded firmly, ~ refuse to have anything
to do with. You have had all the en-.
tertainment you are going to have this
evening, Mr.. Countryman."
snow for supper, then" he proposed
"Luigi's,' Sophy declared firmly
"The only place In London"
They drove toward the Strand. John
looked around him with interest as
they entered the restaurant. Luigi,
who came forward to welcome Sophy,
escorted them to one Of the best tables.
"You must be very nice to this gen.
tleman, Luigi" she said. "He is II very
great friend of mine, Just arrived in
London. He has come up on purpose
TO see me, and we shall probably de-
eide to make this our favorite restau.
rant"
II shall be VARY happy" Luigi de-
clared with a bow.
81 am beginning to regret, Mr..
Strangewey, that ever introduced you
to Sophy," Louise remarked, as she
sank back into her chair. "You won't
believe that all my friends are as
as this, will you?"
"They aren't" Sophy proclaimed con-
fidently. II am the one person who
succeeds in keeping Louise with her
feet upon the earth. She has never
had supper here before. Dry biscuits,
hot milk, and volume of poems are
her relaxation after the theater. She
takes herself too seriously"
II wonder If / dor Louise MUIR
INJURED, as she helped herself to caviar.
She was suddenly pensive. Her eyes
seemed to be looking out Of the res
Sophy was exchanging amenl-
ties with a little party of friends at
the next table.
"One must sometimes be serious"
John remarked, "or life would have no
poise at ALL"
II have friend who scolds me-" she
confided. Sometimes he almost loses
patience with me. He declares that
my attitude toward life is too analyt-
cal. When happiness comes my way,
shrink back. ! keep my emotions In
he background, while my brain works,
wondering, specializing. Per-
haps what be says Is true. believe
that If one gets into the habit of an |
llyzing too much, one loses all elias
ticlty of emotion, the capacity to recog-
nlze and embrace the great things
when they come"
81 think you have been right" John
declared earnestly. IF the great things
.ome as they should come, they are
they will carry you off
vour feet. You will forget to speculate
md to analyze. Therefore, think you
ave heer wise and right to wait. You
lave run no risk of having to put up
Nth the lesser things"
She leaned toward him across the
ose-shaded table. For those few sec
nds they seemed to have been brought
alto a wonderfully intimate communion
{ thought. A wave of her hair almost
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