Ellsworth American., 1920-05-05
TRIxIE'S STORY
BY AGNES q. BRooAn
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cur guests TO arrive, and | was not
In an enviable mood, can tell you.
My family had left the welcoming Of
the dean and professor In fathers uni
versity 10 me. And after living with
father all my young life, and knowing
his absorption to studious thought
just when you want to talk TO him
about something else--or need shoes,
maybe, and don't dare broach the dis
turbing subject-well, after living with
father. whoiis also a professor, natu-
rally l hate all others. And so ought
Leila; but she doesn't. Leila is my
older sister; father called us char
aeters out of books and am Beatrix
But l can get away from that by
being Trixie. Leila can't. She just
has to stay poetical all the time, but
II sort OF suits her. Only Of late,
she's been too dreamy for anything.
Almost as bad as father. When
to. with a start, as II she'd been
OF to the North Pole or some place
In her thoughts. She attends fathers
university. I'm not old enough yet,
thank goodness And after all her
experience In professors household,
Leila started right In having a pro-
fessor come after her evenings to
take her places. And you never can
tell. when you get TO going about with
person but that you may marry
him ~ has \
saw Professor Bliss.
I knew that she had gone twice
to lectures with the dean, but | never
dreamed that mere intellectually"
could so win over my sister. This
was the first time that father had
invited the men to dinner. Father
was TO be detained at the university.
and Leila. coming downstairs, pretty
and flushed at the last moment, told
me that she must hurry away to see
about some little fancy cakes which
had not come, and would please
make 1t pleasant for the dean and
professor when they arrived And
as | sat scowling down the path, a
tall, nice looking man came walking
up II. and | changed my frown TO a
smile. How do you dor" | greeted.
Il am Trixie Burrows. Won't you
SIT DOWN." The nice looking man did
sit down on the step beside me,
Where" he asked. with unhatterins
promptness-"is your sisterY' "Oht
she'll be back In Il little while"
told him, but II were you,
wouldn't be so terribly keen about
her. It's no use; she likes the dean
And when Leila likes person even
a dry old dean, you can't change her"
The nice man stared.
Good heayenr' he exclaimed.
how do you know thatf"
"She told me-" | went on calmly.
II Leila Is my sister, she has caused
quite a few young men misery, and
| liked this Professor Bliss right
away. and wanted him 10 know just
where he stood.
"She told you-that she llked-the
deanf he repeated slowly; It seemed
he couldn't get over 1t.
"She said" breathlessly answered,
that the dean was the finest man
in the world. but he just wouldn't
go with her-pay her attention, you
know--and Professor Bliss-would
keep on doing IL. How Leila can care
for tiresome DEAN" / added TO com
fort him. "is more than l can see
Perhaps" the man replied. "the
dean may have felt that way about
IL, himself"
where cid you say your sister had
gomez he asked. Il might run my
car out and bring her back" SO /
told him; and right on his departing
heels. as 1t were, another young man
In n white flannel suit came up the
walk. He bowed.
II am Harry Bliss" the white
suited man announced, "and I'm sure
from the resemblance to your sister
that you must be Miss Beatrix. Is
Miss Leila at homer | sat there and
stared at him.
Not Professor BllssT" l asked
weakly. You couldn't be himT
II have the courage to be-" the
young man calmly replied, and he sat
down on the step where that other
Professor Bliss had been.
what" l asked suddenly. does
Dean Stanford look. like-aside from
the graying hair at the temples?"
This young man laughed.
aside from the slightly graying
hair" he replied, "the dean has
thick quantity brushed straight back
from a smooth forehead. He has
gray, humorous eyes. which neverthe-
less can glance keenly. He is tall,
good looking, likewise rather young"
"He was here" | whispered. Il
talked to him."
"wellT" Professor Bliss smiled.
81 told him." went on. that Leila
likes him" The young man on the
Ota,, Iookad diraeflv into my ayps