The Washington herald., 1922-06-09
LOVE AND LEARN
Peter Clark Macfarlane
A lively humorou. Of college life which prove an
rxeeHent remedy for a soul spectrum oyersho with blue
cont.ansd from Yesterday.

cortiHred from Yesterday.
Face beamIng. throat chuckling.
hands .coaspiring,s the black chef
~coffided" with enthusiasm. and the
contrast between the two dinners
served at one table that night was
a malicious triumph. The perspira-
tion stood out on Milton Franklin's
face as he sawed at his steak.
Lela's cut easily. and she lifted the
juicy morsels to her lips with the
consciousness that she had never
had a inner.
say" Fat protested to her as
his exasperation and his meal
rezched their climax together. 'this
is the soggiest potato / ever saw
IN nay life. Not even this coop hsll
an make EN- any soggier. This
bread is positively petrified. No
orlde ever baked a harder loaf. And.
furthermore. I'd like to meet the
guy that put hair oil on my rics
pudding"
He -fumed q moment while LEILA
looked embarrassed and murmuref:
70, 1 am so sorry. Mr.. Franklin"
Most delightful company I've
ever had in this hall. Miss Ma an"
mumbled Mflt. "and poor est dinner:
Miserable waits- ypIve got. We I
eat at my table tonight. and well
get some service.
The last sentences Of this speech
were framed particularly for the
ears of young Joseph Hancock. Just
then bringing the soup To the nexs
table. but IL was Leila who answered
II; Gushing with indignant surprise.
why. no." she negatiVed Loyalty
kAr IN
stow a glance of eloquent comfort
upon Joe. I've had a deliSntful dTns
rer- think lave tho bssI 'vait;r
in the bah. | wouldn't Ieave him
for anything"
withG=5 appearing to have over-
heard. Joe's features wresthed
themselves in a heavenly smile.
Sweet revenge ana sweeter reward
had noated to his ears in single
speech 80
Hes rotten. I'll say." declared
Fat grumpily.
At the words fresh rage got up In
the heart of Joe. rage and a furthot
thirst for revenge that pa-ched and
constructed sis throat like a cunsum-
ing fire, while kindly fate immeGI-
atsly afforded the opportunity for
relation. TIE figety young freshie
just behind Fat, for whom the Soup
was destined. not noticing the near
approach Of the first item of the
luncheon. close this p9r:i :Llar frac-
tion Of time In which to half rise
and readjust his chair IN 50 doing
his shoulder either came in. violent
contact with the ministering hand
OF Joe. or seemed to. Anyway. the
soup plate was tilTal and sent =
small NIaEara of rice tomato fluid
cascaiiag u a hot douche down the
back of the Franklin neck and in
side the Franklin semester shirt
thereby, in fact. declaring that gar
mept from being a semester shirt
at all, since II would now lose its
right to that title through having
to be laundered at a time when
the semester was only well under
way.
Wow. What in blinking blazes?
I'm scalded"' These and other
phrases. ideas. and eJaculations did
Milton Franklin erupt as he leaped
violently into the air.
"You-you clumsy idOtr' he cried.
and lifted his hand to strike. A
rather mighty hand it was; for.
despite his fatness. Franklin wa.
something of an athlete and noted
for his strength Of arm.
But already Joe Hancock's next
strategy was developing. His glance
was bent upon the fidgety. embar-
rsssed freshie who. guilty or not
guilty, was to furnish the aIibi de-
manded by the exigencies Of the
walters situation.
Now. see what you did" he ex-
claimed hotly. When you sit down,
why don't you stay down: II you're
going to get up under a plate of
soup, why don't you ring a bell or
something? You better apologize
to Mr.. Franklin now
Him apologize?' snorted Fat.
sarcasm and anger minsling. Not
him! YOui And apologies won't let
you on. either"
Actually Fat was drawing back
that brutal fist of his and going to
swing IL against the smooth but
now slightly tanned cheek of Joe
Hancock; and Joe. full of fight, was
ready for him. He was younger By
4 year. he was slighter by twenty
pounds. but all that trundling OF
wheelbarrow loads of bricks had
given hin arms of steel. and ii is