The Laurens advertiser. (Laurens, S.C.) 1885-1973, 1919-11-26


tiently; inwardly she was rebelling
tinually interested by one who was
even at the moment calmly doing her
great wrong. If he had spoken as
didactically about his precious phil
osophy she would have found herself
at once; but he hadn't. In that point
more than in any other lay the charm
-charm7 Well, call 1t charm, anyway,
Of this unusual male.
Having thought tho matter out with
view to hearing him browse some
more. she said, "Can't you bring it a
little nearer?"
"I'll try" he answered after pause.
''Breath Of life Is that quality which
holds back man from marrying for
money and urges another to the de-
sertion OF wife and children because
he's bored, that makes preacher leap
from the pricking pinnacle Of dogma
to the heart Of the Red Light district
and his own destruction. that leads the
king-bull Of the herd to impatient paths
Of lonely meditation. In short, it's
the perpetual vigilance Of self at the
apparent risk of the SOUL"
"Sort Of sublimated egoism," re-
marked Andrea.
"Selfishness. you mean?" He shook
his head. cts not even on that plane;
Ats so much over it that selfshness as
quality Is merely one Of the pebbles
on the beach below 1t that the sen has
been grinding down to uniform char
acteristics for hundred years. Alive,
it's flame dead, 1t doesn't even leave
corpse"
Andrea yawned. "Now honor" she
said.
won't you talk a little?" said the
man. Defining Is great game and
don't want to hog all the fun. Speak
for your class. What's honor2"
Andrea thought for q minute; then
she smiled. with women, It's keeping
anywhere this side Of the Rubicon.'
}, She paused.
r "And with r,en2" he urged.
"With men it's the art Of not get
, ting caught"
"Capital! I" he exclaimed.
"Yes," she murmured. IT though
: you would like those answers" III
stared at her, but she kept her face
innocent Of malice. "Now tell M
= what honor really is."
. IT believe you could have told me,
= he answered, Except for the fact tina
= your exceptionally good taste bar
- sincerity It's what Is left Of moralit
- when you're sure no one Is looking"
Andrea stincd another yawn. "Som
!, Of the things you say" she gaspet
=, "are almost clever enough for boo
. to read in bed"
- II beg your pardon. I'm sorry" sal
the man and clapped his hands loudl,
= A bundle under the tree, wrapped u
~ head and all in q blanket, resolved !
~ self into Bathtub rubbing sleep out {
his eyes; arose, seized q rope on
' pulley and hauled. The circular mo
y, quito net rolled up from about tt
table.
"Will you go to your room and te
~. me If you have everything" asked Il
man. "Evcrything necessary, I mean
OIL Andrea reached for fresh cigarctt
"a "Don't be absurd" she said. "Tm II
-, going to bed for hours" She glnnc
ba at him with a sort Of diilidcEt look,
en- though she were about to give away
.u secret. "IVhcn yawn. always l:i'
IN on ta,Idrg. 1t means Tn-Ilp tir'
,cs You know"
o. your society tricks" femal
,at
lis. Ell tbs mar. "I'm going" TO arc
cr- and turned his back on her.
I'm. Before he had taken three StIit
her voice came to him and In 1t WI:
i'm new quality, q sure maturity. go
lse you like" she said evenly, "but Sh
,hc sit here until you come back"
He turned at once, q flush III
viii cheeks. "Forgive me-" he said SIM
70 struck match and held 1t for hcr.
on. "NOw health" said Andrea. "Dr
ner you think I'm reasonably healthy
ready?"
,en mo" said the man, "untl you
wolfcd whole meal and grab
tho chicken with your fingers, you Gi
M really know what bodily health - {
ita God has given you such bcnu!J nf :
ono that YOU owe 1t to every exc tiIt
: &, resScs Itself with q sight Of y0u . :,
oil,