San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1925-09-20

A LITERARY PLAN.
"Come. sis" he said, impetuously.
I'm against myself more than you
arei Honest to Gawd! We're going
to have the real thing in intellectual
companionship. l want you to help
me with a story, will you?"
"Me? Why, l couldn't-Why-oh,
you're just kidding me"
IL am mott I've got one about
ready and i want you to look it over
help me with the tipping. But, most
of all, ! want you to tell me If I've got
the inside hop on a girls thoughts
when the girl is about 10 ="
"We're not all alike, though :"
"This girl is a Nora Lee, so your
verdict will CO."
She laughed and her heart swelled
with pride. oh, perhaps a shining
future for her even now?
UP THE HEIGHTS.
They drove up winding, cobbly
hill-very steep. Max had rented
little house for the summer. 1t was
on one of the highest and most Sc
cluded streets in the city-a short,
secretive avenue that came triumph
antly, yet a little fearful, out from
Sutro's forest to look out with wide,
dream-filled eyes upon the city. 1t
brought the sylvan quiet. and whis-
pering music of the woodlands with
it; aloof yet inviting: isolated yet
friendly, like a shy, eager nymph
coming out from the trees to gaze
winningly toward the world.
The house Max had taken clung
to the very edge of the cliff. The
trees rose above tia little brown
shingled place, shrinking from the
curb and plunging three stories down
into the precipitous woods, hanging
its windows in the very face of Diablo
and the Rising Sun.
Nora Lee had never been here be-
fore. Two girls in khaki tramping
breeches and pongee blouses saun-
tered past-like jewellers in a virgin
wilderness. They struck boldly into
the forest as though its dim trails
were familiar haunts. She thought
of stories of Greenwich Village. The
girls might have stepped from the
pages. Only here was a real setting
| for Bohemia scene of enchantment
with the massy trees coming right
into the gardens and a care-free sun
ny Tilt in the very air.
AN INVITATION
"Well, aren't you ever going to get
aren't you?" He saw her confused
hesitation, was puzzled. Then he
laughed: ooh, didn't you expect TO
come in? I'm not an ogre, really I'm
not-you're perfectly safe, sis!"
well. if you happen to be villain,
the windows are high. l suppose l
can do as Rachael threatened in
Ivanhoe-jump!"
You'll be more apt to scream be-
cause of dizziness than to jump be-
cause of frenzy"
Yet for all this chatter, her breath
jerked and the blood flew a little
wilding in her veins as she followed
him.
Max opened the door on a great,
rough room with stalwart beams
showing in the high ceiling; rich col
ors on the floor: sunlight touching a
faded tapestry, flirting over the reds
and green's in the thousand books
that lined the walls.
In the far corner, at right angles
with a, vast window was a long table
cluttered with papers. Here were
two typewriters.
There's your chair. Miss Stone. 1
hope you're competent"
Every. I'm at the head Of the
speed class-in tipping, mean"
Max was NO rummaging through
the litter Of papers, reading stray
paragraphs, casting them aside. &c
| finally got together 30 pages of a
much-pasted manuscript and care
fully showed Nora Lee how the mar
ginal notes were to be inserted.
Read ito
GIVES APPROVAL
In a moment she was absorbed.
She was excited. She felt as though
she had been poured out on those
pages and yielded up her every hid
/ den, rebellious wish; every vague
! thwarted longing. Her cheeks and
eyes were blazing. Finally with a
deep. puzzled sigh, she laid the pages
down.
Max was watching her. He asked
with abrupt impatience: "Well-will
it get by"
Yes! 1t will be eaten up by me
and my kind. Minna will memorizc
the clever phrases; Sally will burn
with envy and wonder why she can't
be attractive like girls in books"
"And your"
ooh, I'll keep on wondering and
puzzling."
Have got the girl right? lie that
the way a girl thinEsP
She blushed TO the finger tips. For
she saw herself as the girl in the
story and Max as the hero. IL was the
usual bright, sparkling romance of a
| pretty, captivating girl and mar
whose heart was right enough but
whose impulse sometimes strayed
Yet this girl and the man started on
just such friendship as theirs.
The girl laid down restrictions OF
herself, for she was sophisticated anc
sclf-confident. She didn't mind few
kisses, a few cigarettes, a few cock
tails. But she was strong, clear sec
ling and unafraid. No man could temp
lher. Of course, Max showed that mel
don't really wish to tempt girls. Thel
only want the tang Of bright excite
ments. That's all. And he shovel
that il can be done-that it's tn
heritage Of youth 10 daily in SWEEP
pleasant by-paths Of love. II doesn'
spoil one for the big emotions.
LOVE FINALLY.
Only in the story the girl and tn