Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1922-06-17
N. r. ID AVID
BY E. PHILLIPS o%PPENHE1M
upon the brick walls Of the factory.
She smiled automatically. : -

upon the brick walls OF the factory.
She smiled systematically.
rs 1t ugly?" she asked. TT is where
we and the others have to spend u
days. These are the homes that are
vouchsafed to II. Those few millions
OF bricks yonder are our sepulchre.
Why, try to escape from them?"
That sounds a little spiritless," he
protested. Don't you remainder that
when We were on the NOTORIOUS yes
terdAy on the top Of the hill we passed
LONG rows OF. houtes with gardens, and
new streets cut into the middle of the
fields. Surely 1t must be healthier up
there!?"
She turned and looked at him.
"The garden city sop!" she exclatm-
Cd ac%ornfully. "Not one Of us would
dream Of accepting It. We need the
of this grim usliness, day
i, by day."
"1%nsbiration he repeated, with
meditative dissent.
Certainly! The walls OF that fac
tory remind us, whenever we look at
them. of one OF the most barbarous
~anAchronisrns of civilized days-the
wage sheet, corrected. and revised by
the great Mr.. Grumpy at his will"
Not altogether" he reminded her.
IF he did not keep it up to the stand
ard of the trade union prices, or above
it. you would naturally all join the
union.
She yawned slightly.
1, DO not let us be SO utilitarian,' she
begged. TO tell you tho truth, labo,
questions are BEGINNING to bore me. I
think that we ought to find many
more interesting subjects of-conver-
satton."
Y agree with YOU" he declared
| On AnP1r sSyk l.. 49,
commerce only in which / am inter.
ested. The labor question which
seems such a .bughear to you here,
scarcely exists in my country. Let me
look at your books" he added stretch
ing out his hand and examining one
Or two Of the volumes on the table
by his side.
They win tell You nothing" sh.
and .Pater. They are even included,
nowadays, in the twelve guinea course
of Culture in the Home"
Borrow and Cervantes are a Iittle
of the track, though he remarked.
You must put them down to my
stepfather'sN account" she replied.
"He has a robust sense Of humor."
He fingered a modern novel.
"a strange companion" he OBJ
served. !
The offering of Mr.. Harry Grun-
by she explained. Mr.. Harry !Grun-.
by is an admirer Of mine. He hasn't
exactly, ventured to tell me so yet in
words, but he was orrified to find
that my small library included moth
inE which seemed to him tolerablo.
He is going to send me a novel a
be by Marie Corelli."
II m not sure that I like Mr.. Harry
| Grumpy" David observed.
u am perfectly certain that he
wont like you il he comes in and
finds you here" she declared. "He
has invited me. to go for a ride in his
fnew automobile, and to have, dinner
at a little place he knows of down the
river where Q apparently sit in an.
arbor and hold one another's hands
between the courses"
a most unpleasant young man"
David decided.
Because he wants to hold my
hand"
Certainly" David replieds boldly
possessing himself OF her FINGERS.
She laughed softly.
"Yop are inclined to be itrovoca-
tive, Virginia" x he replied.
She withdrew her finEArs from HIS.
"Well,' she said with a sigh, 81 do
not think that you need to be Jealous
OF MI. Harry GRUMPY. From the fact
that all his invitations have 4 distinc-
lively Yfurtive flavor. / began to fear
that his intentions are nattering but
dishonorab1e. And here" she added,
rtstns to her feet. rs my stspfather.
9 ars IN luck this evening. W. are.
sonable time"
The folding doors leading out Of ,the
dining room, had been opened, md
= slim. grey-hAlred figure stood UPON