The Red Cloud chief., 1922-06-15

Ramsey was reused to become argu-
mentative. II don't see where o get
the idea. Colburn Isn't that way, and
back at school there wasn't q single
boy that was anything like that"
"Whatw She stopped. and turned
suddenly to face him.
"What's the matter2" he said. stop
ping, too. Something he said had
startled her. evidently.
How can you say such q thingT
she cried. "You love to fightw
"Mer'
"You dol You love fighting. You
always have loved fighting"
He was dumfOunded. "Why, I never
had a fight in my life!"
She cried out in protest Of such pre-
varication.
swell, I never did," he insisted,
mildly.
"Why, you had a fight about mew
mo, I didn't"
"With Wesley Bender!"
Ramsey chuckled. "That wasn't q
fght!"
at wasn't?"
Nothing like one. We were Just
guyin' him about-about gettin' slicked
up, kind Of, because he sat In front Of
you; and he hit me with his book strap
and I chased him off. Gracious, no;
that wasn't a fightT"
But you fought Linski only last
fall"
Ramsey chuckled again. THAT
wasn't even as much like a fight as the
n with Wesley. I just told this
Linskl I was goin' to give him a punch
In the sn-- / Just told him to look
out because 1 was goin' to hit him, and
then I did II, and waited to see If he
wanted to do anything about 1t, and he
didn't. That's all there was to It., and
1t wasn't any more like fighting than
than feeding chickens is."
She laughed dolefully. at seems
to me rather more like 1t than that I"
swell. 1t wasn't"
They had begun to walk on again,
and Ramsey vas aware that they had
passed the frat house." where his
dinner was probably growing cold. He
was aware of this, but not sharply or
insistently. Curiously enough. he did
not think about 1t. He had begun to
find something pleasant In the odd in.
terview. and In walking beside a girl,
even though the girl was Dora Yocum.
He made no attempt to account to
himself for anything SO peculiar.
For a while they went slowly to-
gethcr. not speaking, and without des-
tinatiOn, though Ramsey vaguely took
1t for granted that Dora was going
somewhere. But she wasn't. They
emerged from the part of the small
town closely built about the university
and came out upon n bit Of parked
land overlooking the river; and here
Dora's steps slowed to an indeter-
inmate halt neal a bench beneath a
maple tree.
~ think I'll stay here a WHILE" she
said and as he made no response, she
asked: Hadn't you better be going
back to your frat house for your din
ner? didn't mean for you to come
out Of your way with me; l only want
ed to get an answer to my question.
You'd better be running back"
"Well-"
He stood irresolute, not sure that he
wanted his dinner just then. It would
have amazed him to face the fact de-
liberately that perhaps he preferred
being with Dora Yocum to eating.
However. he faced no such fact, nor
any fact, but fingered.
"Well-" he said again.
"You'd better go"
81 guess I can get my dinner pretty
near any time. / don't" He mad q
thought. "Did you"
did I what2"
did YOU have your dinner before I
met yOu?"
mo"
swell, aren't you"
She shook her head. ~ don't want
any"
"Why notT
81 don't think people have very much
appetite today and yesterday" she
said, with the hint of q sad laugh. "all
over America"
mo; l guess that's 3d."
'It's too terrible !" she said. VI
can't sit and eat when l think Of the
L~usitania-Of all those poor, poor peo-
pie %strangling In the water"
"No; l guess nobody can eat much,
II they think about that"
"And Of what it's going to bring, II
we let It," she went on. "As II this
killing weren't enough. we want to add
our killing! Oh, that's the most ter
rible thing of all-the thing 1t makes
within US! Don't you UNDERESTIMATE"
She turned to him appealingly, and
he felt queerer than ever. Dusk had
fallen. Where they stood, under the
young-leaved maple tree, there was but
a faint lingering Of afterglow, and In
this mystery her face glimmered wan