Williams news., 1919-11-21
"AN's Well That
 Ends We'll"
Copyright, 1919. by the Mcclure News
 paper Syndicate.)
By LILLIAN HALE CROWLEY

another na1rpln '! answered two Joy ous young voices. The girls then hur- ried in to join their waiting chaperon.
 A taxi was waiting at the entrance to the hotel, into which they piled and were furiously driven to the station where they were to take the train. They had finished a three-days' sight seeing visit in the national capital. and were on their way to Annapolis to attend the January hop at the Ma ~al academy.
 May Withers. who was engaged to Midshipman Roy Boomer. had per suaded Jesn Stevens and her mother to go witt her. Both girls were at tending college. and this was holiday time May intended finishing her col iege course the following June, and Roy would graduate the same month. Then they were to be married.
 'You'I like Roy's chum, Philip Car son. Jean. Roy says he's a shark for study like yourself-bones up on lit- erature and writes verse. You two ought to get on splendidly. I'll let him know that you're the high-brow of our class"
 ''I wanted to meet him because he Is Roy's friend, but now I want to meet him for himself" said Jean.
 ''I don't see how he and Roy became roommates, because old Roy never reads a book unless he has to. We're alike. there."
 When they arrived at the station in Annapolis, Mrs. Stevens called a rick ety old carriage that had two listless horses and a fat darky driver. They ambled along Maryland avenue until they came to their hotel, large white building in the center of the town.
 For dinner they had some of the fla nous Maryland soft-shelled crabs. and then went into the parlor to wait for the ''boys''
 Presently May was introducing Roy Boomer and his friend, Philip Carson. This was the ladies' first visit to An napolis.
 They soon exhausted all the small talk, and wise Mrs Stevens suggested walk. She would write letters while awaiting them. She was repaid for her thoughtfulness with the joy she saw in the faces of the lovers.
 Later wher they all came in Roy and May were blissfully happy No one could mistake the fact that they were genuinely in love. Philip looked politely bored. while Jean seemed be- wildered and wrerched.
 ''Oh. Jean. I made a mistake about Phil being a student of literature. He's an athlete and never reads. have confused his name with that of anoth- CT fellow Roy wrote me about"
 Well" exclaimed Jean. that's why we didn't hit it off. I broached every subject I thought he would Hke-nOt that I cared myself. for would rather have talked about this quaint old town. 'What must he think of me?"
 What did you say to him?'
 ''I started out on the technic of the short story of today in comparison with the long-drawn-out stories of Richardson, the father of the English novel,"
 ''Aeayens" exclaimed May, while Mrs. Stevens repressed smile. "He didn't know what you were talking about. I'm sorry for my sake, Jean What else did you say?"
 When he didn't respond, thought: He doesn't care to be serious tonight so I told him a joke, and he didn't even SIIlle-
 What joke did you tell him?"
 That extremely funny one about the New York publisher who. on his first visit to England, asked Herbert Spencer to give him the sole right to the 'Faerie Queene.'
 How could he laugh at that? There's nothing funny about it, is there?''
 Perhaps not" Jean answered wear fly.
 Never mind, dear,' said her -moth- CT; ''it often happens that two admir- able persons cannot be congenial Re member, there is the dance tomorrow night
 Phil Carson has missed lotI'' ex- claimed May, because you're the dear est and sweetest thing that ever lived. Present company not excepted
 Next evening the two midshipmen were at the door of the gymnasium, where the balls are held, when the girls arrived with Mrs. Stevens Their programs had been filled by their es- corts before. as was the custom.
 Roy said: "Phil and I are sorry about Billy Westerman. We wanted you to know him, but he's so popular that all his dances were taken before we knew you were coming.'
 ''Who Is he?" asked May
 He's the fellow I wrote you about the shark of the class-writes verse;
 Hes the one I meant" May whis- pered to Jean.
 Jean and her gallant. having start ed badly, could not get adjusted .espe- cially after Jean, to show her interest Tn the best baseball pitcher in the academy. asked:
 Why do some of the players wear