The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1925-04-09

I'm not a FARMER OF Il lIdpDCl VI l"""A
Walton-only a New York idler. Be
sides, Trafalgar square has no soil for
turnips, no brook trout, no pheasants.'
She had looked up with a wistful
smile. who is pleased when you
eat?'
Nobody" he said. You see l am
an orphan. There is an old waiter al
the club. 1 forgot him. He rubs his
hands when l am hungry, but for all |
know it is because the palms itch. He
waited on my father-the banker
and he looks like a shaven Mephis-
topheles. That's all l can remember"
you may come with me, then, TO
nv chambers" she had said. 1--WE can
stop on the way-goodness knows
where-but somewhere and get eggs
and butter and cheese and milk. Wen
go there
"Can you cook?' he had exclaimed.
"Oh. no. Not at all. Does that make
n diference?'
"Why should it?' Peter had inquired
with sincerity. He had come to the
point of departure from his first ideas
of his destined relationship with Bre-
ma Selcoss.
In the days which had flowed on,
Peters coming aud going at the new
hotel to which ne had moved so that
no one might attach themselves to him,
attracted the attention of the doorman
with the worn livery, brass buttons
and chronic apoplexy. "a very pc
culiar young 'un." he had said to the
porter. "A very odd 'airpin! Els
in an hout at hall hours. l think 'e's
gaming"
Perhaps ne was. That might have
been how he began. But the delight OF
a concentrated nothing-to-do settled
over the two and Peters steamer at
last left the lock at Liverpool with
American soldiers disappearing be-
tween decks like a swarm of hornets
returning to their hive and a purser
scratching his head owe the name OF
one Devote. who was printed on the
messenger list but did not claim ms
telegram. Peter had lost himself and
like a runaway child, he was glad OF
it. There was only this Inference
for Peter no one but his lawyers
would make a search.
/. one desires to know how far the
breaking down of conventions nae
gone, it is only necessary to point out
that upon one occasion where a laugh
ing Sunday crowd had gathered about
a hectic man preaching revolution
from a s|tepladder in Hyde park, Peter
had sat down with the girl to listen
The sunlight was comfortable, the
voice of the orator rose and broke witt
the regularity of ave upon a Ions
warm beach, and Peter, dropping bacH
with his head on the grass, watched {
silvery airplane up from HendoI
wheel about like a gray beetle Wh(
couldn't decide where to light, unit
he fell asleep.
When he awoke he was generating
APOLOGIES. He intended to say tina
Brena and he, like fairy folk had ac
CURED the magic exemption iron
sleep but that, of course, occasion
ally
None Of his embarrassment was ne
gotiable; she, too, was asleep; ne
hair. with it's red-brown variations o
autumn leaves, was alive with tn
sheen of the sunlight, her arm wa
under her forehead. The orator ha'
= spun his web to the end and all tn
crowd had buzzed away like escapln
flies. but a little stray dog, with
face badly needing soap and water
= had gone to sleep at her feet with it
face on it's paws, whining over a dreal
3 of a piece Of meat with legs Whlc
could run faster than he.
, To them life had become abundan
with those unnoticed values, neglecte
by the c~ommiserable blind beings VIII
+ run along the ruts of u~nimaginatiy
existence with their hands put int
the coarse fist of some conventional
. vulgar purpose. Together they weI
= to the docks at night and listened
Chinese coolies in the galley of
tramp steamer from H%ongkong, wheI
up from the yellow smoking interlo
as from a yellow smoking volcanl
crater, arose the strange croonint
y bubbling, wailing songs of the Ff
East. They went to Hampstead an
: laughed at the Snug little houses wit
? their washed. respectable faces. The
strolled through the National galler
s. where they found a roo of portal
Of men of the time Of Pitt, all
whom, as if by a manner OF the tim
II had their hands thrust palm down IN
d their buttoned coats; they called 1t 4
. Stomach-ache gallery. They sat
n strange doorsteps while Peter wro
IA verses to the unknown inmates benin
~ the barrier. They invited a mat
y woman to dine with them and we
le well repaid by hearing from her lips
he discourse upon the conceit OF ca
n age which always 1atters itself In
Il belief that it is the worlds crisis. IN
III saia r0od-nioht at all hours The (