Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1922-01-17

I me AGAIN, aIter wed been chatting
for q bit. Not just the Straight talk
part, I mean. but tine lot Of it.
When it struck half past ten ne said
he was going to pack me oft.
I'm d busy mar,J you know he
told me. my times pretty we'll filled
as a rule. but I've taken a fancy to
you. young Jack. (Curious I hit on
your name; I might have said Tom or
Harry"
He let me out himself. He said,
The fact is you're just about the age
and build and fighting-weight of my
own fellow: '(killed in 'Sixteen.)
That's how I happened to notice you
as l passed in the car. S-sooner
than spend your evenings that way,
come in and smoke a pipe. . !.
King me up any .time.S So
So long >lad."
AS Il went .ou again into the frosty
night-atr and the streets under the
moonlight I felt that at least Ia made
a jolly good friend. Quite bucked I
felt. even if I was walking back to my
solitary digs all alone! =
The Girls Story.
All this evening I simply haven't
peer able to stop thinking about the
Silver-Badger.
or course you see I've had to make
up my mind what I'd better do about
tomorrow morning when we always
pass each other. It will be 80 horribly
embarrassing after what happened to-
day. He may not have thought Of it
again, I now But I'don't feel I can
face him, even if it's only for the. few
seconds as we go by.
Now the question is-Am 1 to walk
on the other side of the street from
hSc 80 a ~o T 10 <n1r~ ~ A..--:--.i -
the Crescent which brings me out to
the stopping place of the bus another
way, 50 that I miss him altogether?
Which?
7 suppose walking on the opposite
! would be rather silly, really. You
can always see people across the
street, especially if there's ON rea-
son that you'd better not! Besides 1t
would look as If I yer doing it on
purpose .
I suppose I'd better do the other
thing. and begin going round the 9TH
er way, which will only take me about
five minutes longer than the Silver
Badger way. Yes; I'll do that: Its
much the best plan. That's settled,
then. I shall never see him again.
Much better, I told myself as l went
of rather early to my room.
The blind had been left up, and the
moonlight was streaming in: 1 love
it SO much that I hadn't the heart to
shut it out as I undressed. 1t made
my very ordinary bedroom with Gran
MES Victorian furniture that's been
left her look shadowy and mysterious
and romantic.
A great white latticed diamond of
moonlight was flung through the win
dow onto my carpet; 1t ran up the
wall IN a wedge. catching the corner
OF my mahogany bed. and a strip of
the dressing-table which Is all scrolls
and curly-wiggles like broccoli carved
in wood. In my nightgown l moved
towards the patch Of light and saw
the dim reflection Of myself move in
ghcstly white and my two fat platte
were dark ropes hanging down it.
couldn't help being reminded of an
old-fashtoned steel-engraving down
stairs: Juliet on the Balcony"
Eut Juliet and her story are too
ackeningly unlike me and my no.
story-at-all! Who wouldn't rather
have hers and die In the minute they
married their Romeo? He must have
bbeen wonderful. Dark, though,
as he was Italian. A fair man has a
more boyish, more lovablc, more like
There! And I wasn't going to think
about that Silver Badger again.
But, why not? Since l shall never
see him. there's no harm in making
mp "suppostngs" about-well, about
an imaginary young man, who just
looked like him.
Surprising we'd met. Surprising he
actually fell in love with me. instead
Of being right outside my life (prob-
ably with somc other girl at this mo
ment). Surprising we were sweet
hearts. and engaged! Surprising
were able to go out with him on n
heavenly evening like thisrnot to the
theater, that would be sAch a waste
OF MOONLIGHT. bu. for o tramp; WALL
fnv IN step with him cve- eo-ant hea n
through the icy clean air. we
shouldn't talk very much Just to be
together would be so lovely, with his
hand slipped through my arm and
holding me tust above the elbow; hold
ing me a little tighter when We crossed
the road, and making me feel. I was
being 80 weil-1ooked-after. 80 loved!
Too good TO bestrae; too glorious to
happen eyer
Yet It does happen TO girls. Come