Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1925-08-26

you've been everywhere IN the
world" said Roelf. you've seen all
the places of great beauty and light.
You remember you told me that your
| father had once said, when you were q
little girl, that there were only two
kinds Of people who really mattered in
the world. One kind was wheat and
the other kind emeralds. You're wheat,
Selma
"And you're emerald" said Selma,
quickly.
The general was interested but un-
| comprehending. He glaPced now at
the watch on his wrist and gave a
little exclamation. But the dinner
Our hostess Madame Storm It is very
fine to run away but one must come
back. Our so beautiful hostess" He
had sprung to his feet.
"She is beautiful, isn't she?' said
Selma.
NO" Roelf replied, abruptly. 1.-THE
mouth is smaller than the eyes. When
the mouth is smaller than the eyes
there is no real beauty. Now Dallas
| here"
Eyes, me-" scoffed Dallas, all agrin.
There's a grand mouth for you. If
large mouth is your notion of beauty
then 1 must look like Helen of Troy to
you, Roelf"
You do" said Roelf, simply.
Inside Dirk something was saying,
over and over, You're nothing but a
Sfo nirly No
nothing but a rubber stamp" Over
and over.
These dinnersI' exclaimed the gen.
eral. II do not wish to seem ungra-
cious, but these dinners Much rather
would / remain here on this quiet
and beautiful farm"
At the porch steps he turned, brought
his heels together with a sharp smack,
bent from the waist, picked up Selina's
rough work-worn hand and kissed it.
And then, as she smiled a little, I'M
certainly, her left hand at her breast,
her cheeks pink, Roelf, too, kissed her
hand tenderly.
why" said Selma, and laughed
soft tremulous little laugh, "Why, I've
She stood on the porch steps and
waved at them as they were whirled
swiftly away, the four Of them. A
slight straight little figure in the plain
white blouse and the skirt spattered
with the soil of the farm.
you'll come out again?" she had
said to Dallas. And Dallas had said
yes, but that she was leaving soon for
Paris, to study and work.
when l came back you'll let me do
your portrait?"
my portrait ~ Selma had exclaimed,
wonderingly.
Now as the four were whirled back
10 Chicago over the asphalted Halsted
road they were relaxed, little. tired.
They yielded to the narcotic Of spring
that was in the air.
Roelf Pool took off his hat. In the
cruel spring sunshine you saw that the
black hair was sprinkled with gray
ION days like this refuse to believe
that I'm forty-hve. Dallas, tell me
I'm not forty-fve."
You're not forty-fve," said Dallas
in her leiSurely caressing voice.
Roelf's lean brown hand reached
over frankly and clasped her strong
white one. when you say it like that,
Dallas it sounds true"
at is true said Dallas
They dropped Dallas first at the
shabby old Ontario street studio, then
Dirk at hts smart little apartment, and
| went on.
| Dirk turned his key in the IocR.
| Saki, the Japanese hOuseman, slid
silently into the hall making little hiss
ing noises of greeting. On the correct
correct little pile of letters and invita-
tons. He went through the Italian
living room and into his bedroom. The
| Jap followed him. Dirk's correct eve
ming clothes (made by Peel the English
tailor of Michigan boulevard) were laid
| correctly on his bed-trousers, vest,
shirt, coat; fine, immaculate.
Messages, Saki?"
missy Stlom telephone"
ooh. Leave any MESSAGE"
mo. Say sc call gain"
"All right, Saki. He waved him
away and out of the room. The man
went, and closed the door softly be-
hind him as a correct Jap servant
should Dirk took off his coat, his
vest, and threw them on a chair near
the bed He stood at the bedside look
ing down at his Peel clothes, at the
! glossy shirtfront that never bulged. A
bath, he thought, duly, automatically.
Then, quite suddenly, he lung himself
on the fine silk-covered bed, face down.
and lay there, his head in his arms,
very still. He was lying there half an
hour later when he heard the tele-
| phones shrill insistence and Saki's
gentle deferential rap at the bedroom
door.
1.-THE ENID