Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1921-11-12
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SYNOPSIS.
Carol Milford graduates from Blods-
81 COLLEGE near Minneapolis, goes to
in a library in ST. Paul. Through col
iese. and three years Of library work,
Carol harhors a desire to so 70 . smalls
er community. where she might DO q
little Iuptft work., and spread the gos-
Pei OF culture az she sees it.. Then
she meets DR.. Will Kennicott of Gopher
I. Carol and DR.. Kennicott are married.,
and when they reach Gopher Prairie.
Carol dnds Il the usual small town, and
tries not to be disappointed.
Caroi nnds q maid. Eea eorenson, be-
reform" the village. ~
Carol gives a housewArming, and
invites the "elite'' Of h village.
CHAPTER VI.-Cuntnued.
See here, child! Your opinions on
misunderstanding are sound, but your
opinions Of people are rotten! Raymie
does wax his tail. But the poor dear
- Longing for what he calls self
expression and no training in any
can sing. And some day when he gets
away from Harry Havdock's patron
age and ridicule, he'll do something
fine"
Carol apoIosized for her supercil-
~liousness. She urged Raymie, and
warned the planners Of STUNTS" 1--WE
all want you to sing, Mr.. Wither-
spoon. You're the only famous actor
I'm going to let appear on the stage
tonight"
While Raymle blushed and admit
ted, oh, they don't w2nt to hear
me-" he was clearing his throat, pull
ing his clean handkerc chief farther out
of his breast pocket, and thrusting his
vest.
In her affection tor Raymie's de-
fender. in her desire to discover ar
.t;stic talent" Carol prepared to be
delighted by tho recital. 81
Raymie sang, ely as &. Bird"
Thou Art My Dove" and When the
Little Swallow Leaves lbs Tiny Nest"
all in q reasonably bad offortory tenor.
Cn"3l was shuddering with tho vi
l,ei when they listen to an "elocu-
Zionist being humorous, or to a pre-
cooious child publicly doing badly
what nc child should do at all. She
wanted to laugh at the gratified i'm
portance in RAyEnie's ha1f-shut eyes;
she wanted to weep over the meek
amb4tiousness which c1ouded like an
aura his pale face. flap ears, and san
dy pompadour. She tried to look ad-
win, thht trusting aimirer of all that
was or 'conceivably could be the good,
the true, and the beautiful:
At the end Of the third ornthologi-
cal lyric Miss Sherwin reused from
her attitude OF inspired vision and
breathed to CAROL MY! That was
sweet! OF course Raymond hasn't an
unusually good voice. but don't you
i tnIaf ,, be puts such a lot of feeling
Carol lied blarkly m magnificent
ly, but without originality: "Oh yes,
I do think he has 40 much fee!ing!"
She saw that after the strain OF
listening In a cultured manner the au-
dience had collapsed; had given up
their last hope of being amused. She
cried Now we're going to play an
idiotio game which I learned in Chi
cago. You will have to take of your
will probably break your knees and
shoulder blades"
Much attention and inereduitty. A
few eyebrows indicating Z verdict that
Doc Kennicott's bride was noisy and
improper.
II shall choose tho most vicious,
like Juanita Haydock and myself a.
the shepherds. The rest OF you IRE
wolves. Your shoes are the sheep.
The wolves 30 out. into the hall. The
shepherds scatter the sheep through
this room, then turn or all the lights,
and the wolves crawl in from tho hall
and in the darkness they try to get
the shoes away from the shepherds
who are permitted TO do anything ex-
cept bite and use blackjacks. The
wolves chuck the captured shoes out
into the hall. No one excused! Come
ont Hhoes Off"
Every one looked at every one else
and waited for every q else 70 be.
gin.