The Idaho Republican. [volume] (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1904-1932, 1922-01-05
One Never
Knows
BY r. RAY BAKER.
1871 Nv Mcclure Newspaper Syndicate.

As the sun sank toward Pine Peak
It spread a broad ribbon Of silver
across Crystal lake. But not for long
did the ribbon dance on the lake, for
the sun gathered 1t up like train and
dropped with a sigh behind the peak.
At least it seemed like sigh from
the fiery orb of the day, as though ne
were tired from his twelve hours OF
labor but in truth 1t was leaves
brushed by an evening wind. Amid
those same leaves birds rustled rest
lessly and twittered.
1t was time for lovers to wander
along the shore and cast pebbles into
the darkening waters and make fool
ish remarks, or to sit on rustic
benches and whisper sweet nonsense.
Two philosophers, a man and a girl,
did sit on rustic bench, but no such
foolish remarks or sweet nonsense is
sued from their lips. They were not
there to make love; they were just
philosophers and friends. The man
had never been in love, he said; the
girl had been and was now, but not
with her present companion.
They had met-this man and this
girl who were not in love-the day
she arrived with her mother to spend
the summer at Summit hotel, which
was a half mile from the rustic
bench, perched on cliff projected out
into the lake. Lights were just be-
ginning to shine from some Of the
windows, or was it the reflection Of
the disappearing SUMS parting rays1
No matter, the man and the girl were
busy philosophlzlng and the lights
from the windows we're subjects that
did not call for philosophy.
They were both just out of college,
and they knew just how the world
ought to be run. They had things in
common, for they had taken practic-
ally the same course, although in diff
ferent schools. Both were interested
In books and psychology and other
things.
But just now was the time to talk
Of love, and so the girl spoke of It
Of her love for another man. These
two had become great friends since
they met a few weeks ago, and she
felt that he was like brother. So
she told him.
Hes a great big, strong, handsome
man." she confded. II saw him first
when I attended baseball game and
he was the catcher for our team. I
never had been interested in athletics,
but one Of my girl friends had insisted
that l attend game. I realized the
moment saw him on the field that
was In love with hlm--he was so big
and strong and handsome. I knew he
was destined to do great things-and
he did. In the last inning he hit
home run that brought in the neces-
sary scores to win for our school.
"The students picked him up and
carried him around on their shoulders
and cheered for him; and cheered,
too, and was very proud Of him. Some
time later met him and he called to
see me several times. felt, somehow,
that he loved me, too, but he never
spoke Of it. If only vacation had not
come so soon, and we could have seen
more Of each other! But he was a
senior and he Is through with school
and Is going out to battle the world.
Probably we shall never see each 9TH
er again. Do you think we never
.. ,,.<..t
The other philosopher looked across
the lake and shrugged the lean, shoul-
ders. He was not big and strong and
handsome. Instead, he was small and
apparently weak and decidedly not
handsome, although to be sure there
vas something very fascinating about
MS eyes. .r.,...,.... e.,
{ The girl was beautiful with snap
ping black eyes and raven tresses.
These swapping eyes she tured on her
in an appealing way and
The sighed. ..''
do you think we ever shall see
ZACH other again?" she insisted.
The other philosopher shrugged his
houlders again and said simply:
Zone never knows"
It was his favorite expression.
Whenever he got beyond his depth In.
is philosophy, he closed the discus
ion with lone never knows" and let |
60 at that. Sometimes 1t vexed the
irl and this was one of the times.
he decided 1t was time to return tc
he hotel.
They set off along the path. Half
'ay to the hotel the man paused and
truck match, scrutinizing the path.
lie dropped behind her for a few steps
nd then caught up with her.
"Why did you do that7 she asked.
ION the way down." he replied, Il
oticed several ant hills there. re.
rendered, and I did not want to step
n them-that's all. The ants do no
arm, you know; they are industrious
nd they have brains, and-well there
! no need Of crushing them" !,
They continued on their way and at
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