Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1918-05-31

apparently he had tired of her. There
wa Lee, Of course. but just the same
she missed Maurice. That some day
she would have to make a choice be-
tween them had neve entered her
head, or If 1t had, had not dwelt there
for any second thought. Down In her
heart, however, there was a feeling
that she was just beginning to recog1
nize, and now that the possibility OF
having to make a choice appeared to
her she felt that It would not take
her long to make 1t. But as the days
went by without Maurice making any
advances to pick up the friendship
where they had left off, a feeling OF
indignation cropped in, and she won
dered If after all Lee was not the
better man.
Commencement day came. Then
followed the final baseball match with
the team that had been the rival for
years. 1t vas a glorious game and
the way both Lee and Maurice played
gladdened the heart of Violet and
caused her to cheer frantically from
her place among the fans. Oh, what
glorious boys they both were, she
thought. But her cheers were ST.
fenced as the game neared an end and
things looked black for the home team.
When it ended in favor of the visitors
she was one of the first to congratu-
late her friends among them: ut was
grand" she told them, "and I was
proud Of all the men on both teams"
She knew where to find Lee and
Maurice and hurried to the place. Per-
haps Maurice had been studying hard
to graduate and that was why he had
neglected her, she thought. OF course
that was it! Why hadn't she thought
Of that before?
She paused as she reached within
hearing distance of the members of
the team. 1t was Lees voice raised
in angry protest. AS she listened her
cheeks burned. What a poor loser he
was, she thought, so unlike a true
sportsman, Maurice spied her first and
hurried to greet her. Lee stopped his
flow Of angry denunciation of every
body and everything in general and
looked around shamefully.
"We had better get away from
here" Maurice said, trying to cover up
Lees mistake.
II am sorry for Lee" Violet said.
II hadn't any idea he was such a poor
sport. I admire a good loser"
Maurice did not speak again until
they were well away from the bali
grounds.
II would not have had you hear Lee
make that mistake for the world" he
said, when he did speak. HE is really
a good sort-one of the best friends q.
man could have"
Eyes; he makes q very good friend
one can overlook shortcomings in a
friend, but I pity the woman who mar
ried him, for there are so many losses
and disappointments in life and I am
afraid Lee won't take them in the
spirit he should"
That startled Maurice's heart fut4
tering. "Why-I thought" he be-
gan, but Violet interrupted him.
"You thought what?" she asked.
"That there was something between
you and Lee. You said"
"What did ! ever say that would
make you think anything like that"
"You remember at the dog show
what you said about thoroughbreds-
men and dogs. Well, Lee is from an
old family, a thoroughbred in the true
sense of the word"
''That is where I disagree with you,n
she broke in. "a clear brain and head
and clean habits make the through
bred man. Family does not count at
all, If he is lacking in these quail
ities."
"But Lee is most Of that" Maurice
defended.
'pll admit 1t, but I'm not at all int
terested in Lee. There is someone IND
terests me far more"
Lets go some place where we car
talk it over" he laughed as she linked
her arm in his.