New-York tribune., 1921-01-02

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me, and for moment she looked at
me with her big brown eyes as
though were strange and curious
animal. Theh, realizing no doubt
that she was staring at me in most
unladylike manner, she dropped her
eyes, blushed a little and turned
away.
"That was in the winter. l did
my best to see her again, and ONE
rr twice l did see her in the far dis
tance, but my hours and her guard
prevented anything more. l. was
utterly impossible for ne to ap-
proach her in any conventional way
you can readily understand that
boy Of eighteen would have difficulty
IN explaining to any one that he
wanted to meet a girl Of fifteen
whom he had seen once for a me-.
ment and whose name he did not
know. No boy could do that, even if
it were otherwise possible to NEE
her, which it wasn't.
"But / didn't forget her; the d.
sire to see ker and talk with her
grew and grew, until when the
spring was we'll along I was willing
to sacrifice anything, life included,
no doubt, to accomplish my desire.
/ was overwhelmed by love at frs.
sight of the puppiest variety. I
managed to get away, and circled
about her school in the vain hope Of
seeing hcr-vain because of general
probabilities and an eight-foot stone
wall that surrounded the entire
domain. My failure only made IN:
more determined, and late in May
the hunch came, and it was definite
down to the finest detail, including
the hour.
ut was most unfortunate hour
Il was under guard then myself
and danger surrounded me on all
tour sides and on top. But love
knows no danger, nor locks, nor
teachers, nor any Of those mundane
things. got away, and I did not
care one iota what happened to ME
when | returned; had to 90 if the
heavens fell, and l had a feeling
that nothing was going to happen
when returned.
Il flew across country directly to
the spot that | knew was the right
one. There were cracks in the wall,
as knew there would be, and l went
up to the top of the eight-foot bar
rier without difficulty and pretty we'll
concealed. The girl was sitting on
bench, reading, directly below me.
She heard me and looked up.
GO ahead and laugh your fool
head off if you want to, you old
rascal. If you know anything about
thought transference on mental t,len-
athy or psychic stuff you may de-
liver a lecture Oh it, or on mathe-
matlcal probabilities if you prefer.
don't know anything about the
former and the latter has nothing. to
do with tit was just another hunch
that produced the goods.
I'm! not going to bore you to death
with the details OF the half hour |
spent with my tiftecn-year-old god
dess. She told me | mustn't come in
or down, so I did. She was nervous.
but glad to see me, and as for me
was in the seventeen seventeenth
heaven. She was fairly tall, me-
dunn dark, not thin, even mose inno-
cent than |, and to my youth the
most beautiful creature in the world.
Il imagine our conversation was
stilted and commonplace. don't re-
member anything about it, except
that 1t was very wrong for her to be
there with ME, just as wrong as it
was for me to have come, and it must
never happen again. 1t took some
arguing to persuade her to sec me
at the same time three days later.
but finally SIZE agreed to do it if fate
were kind.
"
~. WENT back to my school and,
miracle of miracles. my absence
had not been noticed. On the third
day. with everything against me. |
made c'can getaway, and found my
friend waiting for me. No one. man
or youth, had ever loved as | loved
her. This time we spent an hour
together, an hour beyond description.
She loved me just as I loved her.
though Of course neither of us said
a word about it. There is no oues-
ton whatever but that she was as
wholesome, substantial and sweet
girl as there was in the world. She
would not tell me her name, whv
never quite understood, nor did she
ask mine. She was quiet and mod
est, she was not chatty, but rather
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