The Monmouth inquirer. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1865-1933, 1923-11-08

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perching himself securely on Biips
head.
He was still sitting there when the
whistle sounded and the game ended.
Well could she spare them one victory.
Yale! the mother of victory. the moth
or Of mighty men.
And when the great frog chorus,
| triumphant and undespairing, crack
led across the field, with that rolling
volume only the hoarse thrcated I'M
dorgraduates can give to those nine
| cannoning Yales, and she heard Hath
| avay's name at the end, Elizabeth
was so thrilled that she forgot all her
ideas about life.
A distinct lapse for Elizabeth. She
made up for 1t. The young English
man recalled them to her on the home
ward journey.
"But SO bally uncivilized," was his
final comment as they stood, wide
mouthed reaching for. air, in the
| crowded aisles of special train bur
rying toward the metropolis.
eyes, isn't it?" Elizabeth assented.
1t was late in the spring when Eliz-
| abeth replying to his invitation to at
tend the commencement exercises at
J New Haven, informed him letter
| wise "she wasn't quite sure she could
| manage it," that Williams thoughts
turned the shamr ock's color and dis
tinctly anti British.
! AS for the young Englishman and
! Bills boyhood flame, their friendship
had progressed. First he had called
[ her Miss Trevor. Then he called her
| you" and finally Elizabeth.
1t was a short step from Elizabeth
to Betty. Eliza beth herself saw that
the young over-the-water collegian did
] not slip in taking it. To obtrude on
| this intimacy was just Bill's luck
when he returned from Yale.
! They called together one evening.
| Elizabeth kept the peace. Both finally
| said good night quite formally, after
an endless effort each to outstay the
| other, and walked down her fathers
steps together.
"Have you known Betty long7" In
quired the Briton.
"What!' Bill exclaimed. "Oh, Liz
zie. Yes, some time"
So. later-he bided neither his nor
his rivals William picked a
! unarrel on a subject quite unrelated
to Elizabeth and the young graduate
Of Magdalen ceased to trouble.
Why he cared SO much whether or
no a word was pronounced in the Ok
ford or American fashion, the Briton
codld not and had no time to fathom.
For William, quite evidently, did care
He cared In fact, to the point Of fistic
emphasis.
So the young Englishnan decided
to stay in New York where the con-
stabulary, who are nothing If not
peacemakers, see that the amenities of
| differing opinions are more generally
| observed.
Elizabeth could meet him there
when she came to the city shopping
for tea and crumpet-was his sug-
gestion, and without explaining his
appearance or his haste, he took his
leave.
Elizabeth learned the truth later.
"Hathaway's so vulgar1y Ameri-
can" she told her mother. Fancy
that 1t really isn't done, you know.
Beating him up presume you'd call it.
Rotten, rather, call it."
'Hathaway?'' exclaimed her moth
er incredulously. do you mean VIII
lie? The ideal"
"Glad the Englishman's gone," her
father said briefly, chuckling safely to
! himself. Her father was likewise
given over to vulgar Americanisms.
He liked occasionally to hear the big
slick whiz.
city while Bill went to work. His
father had said to him.
"You know I'm no Vanderbilt, sou,
though sometimes I've calculated you
thought so. Now play football, win
you, with this new job OF yours, and
see if you can't make 1t hum. You've
got beef and brains and friends. Nc
youngster ought to ask for more. And
/ don't want there to be any question
of whether you're going to the country
club in the middle of the afternoon or
off to play tennis or spoon with Eliz-
abeth. There isn't going to be any
argument about that You're going to
work"
Bill took this Injunction to heart.
Early in the fall, however, he sat with
Elizabeth on her porch while the
moonlight, falling in evanescent mag
ical white on the autumnaI foliage
evolved in him temporary derange-
ment.
$50, you see," Elizabeth explained,
as he at last got up to go, II couldn't
possibly marry you. We have such
different ideas Of iife."
He returned to work and dreamed
that he was free, but when the spring
came and 1oosened the ice in the world
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