Wausau pilot. [volume] (Wausau, Wis.) 1896-1940, 1921-09-15
What the Man in tie
Moon Saw
BY HAZEL SMITH

lessor Blythe, rather sternly. But at
your age / can understand that the
isolation of life in these parts is not
wholly congenial. In fact, if | may
be permitted to say so, have often
wondered that you could endure a year
in such town as Emerald. You wish
to get back to the world of men--er-
beg your pardon, Miss Marston, /
didn't mean it in that SENSE"
Despite his five and forty years the
professor fairly quailed before the
young woman at the recollection of
his faux pas.
II mean, Miss Marston, that at your
age one naturally desires congenial
society"
ut isn't that, professor" answered
the young woman, almost as embar-
raised as the savant. II have enjoyed
my time here immensely. But have
decided to CO."
"And tonight" said the professor
reluctantly, must be our last view
of the heavens together, then. The
legend that locates paradise In the
celestial regions is singularly for
tunate one. One loses. in contem-
plating the heavens, the sense of the
pettiness of earth. / can imagine no
greater felicity than watching the
stars with congenial companion
Then he broke off abruptly, for
the second time he had been about
to make a .break."
They were seated together In the
observatory few hours later. The
moon was full and the clear atmos-
phere made observation extremely
easy.
81 don't know how ever shall CON-
plete the chart without you, Miss Mar
ston," said the professor. 81 must
say that for woman you have an
extremely scientific mind. Most young
women. looking at the moon, are,
am told, apt to take foolish and ro-
mantle notions. For instance, the out
line of those areas which we call con-
tinents is foolishly compared with the
face of man, who is popularity con-
sidered. understand, TO watch over
the sickening sentimentalities of low
ers. AS though the pure and exact
science Of astronomy could be CON-
pared with such idiotic philanderings !
DO you not agree with me. Miss Mar
StOn?"
EYES," answered Miss Marston In a
low voice.
'Not that l have anything against
love-" Professor Blythe continued
"Were you ever in love, Miss Marston?"
II can see that you weren't, and
couldn't be-" exclaimed Miss Marston
rising suddenly and speaking with
something approaching anger. Good
night, Professor Blythe"
An instant later she was gone.
Miss Marston has gone, professor .
said the elderly housekeeper when he
descended from his observatory later
that evening.
"Gonew CALCULATED the professor in
surprise.
"Gone home TO Baltimore by the
night train" she answered. looking at
him significantly.
But the work of mapping out the
new craters proved unexpectedly duh
The young fellow who succeeded as his
employee was utterly incompetent and
quickly vanished. The professor be
moaned his i'll luck to Mrs. Higgins.
I'D give anything in the world to
get Miss Marston back" he said. "She
was the best assistant ever had"
"Well, why don't you get herr" In
quired the housekeeper.
"Get herr CALCULATED the professor
"Why she wanted to go home; she
was tired Of the work."
Mrs. Higgins smiled sourly and
thrust her elderly features within n
few inches of the professors.
do you know why she left?" she
asked Because people were talking
about you and her and thinking yor
were going to be married. No lady
could stand for that"
BLESS my soul No lady could
stand for getting married?' inquired
Professor Blythe.
mo, stand for talking about it when
II wasn't so. There" said the house
keeper.
The professor went away in deep
thsught.
''Do you think she would come
backy' he inquired the next morning
81 mean if--if-"
"Try her." responded Mrs. Higgi,S
grimly. SO that nigh. letter went
off TO Baltimore and, ten days later
Miss Marston appeared, resplendeni
in new hat and gown.
"Well. Pm ready" she announced
II feel very guilty to have left you
professor; that is. before we finished
the craters."
They went up into the observatory
together. His right arm, which
seemed TO have acquired an automatic
motion independent Of his control,
gradually moved out until Professor
Blythe found that It was encircing
Miss Marston's waist.
81. t..I.