The Coolidge examiner., 1933-11-10
REPRESSED
INHIBITIONS
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By Bertha Lee Gross
@. 1888, Mcclure Newspaper Syndicate.
WNU Service


over the fact that at last he was
going to have a vacation, and best
of all would be free from a chat
tering group of girls.
Below him the campus of the
Carlisle College for Young Women
was dotted with the motley colors
of feminine dresses and sober black
or grays of men guests.
MY Godl" he calculated as a
burst of noisy laughter and fem
mime chatter arose from below.
"One more week of this and I'd be
gibbering! l hope there won't be
woman within a radius of ten
miles ~
His thoughts centered with rest
full gratitude on the reservation he'd
made in the little country Village
high among the Berkshires.
He visualized the still lake sur
rounded by high ranges; the pure
air; the solitude which his jaded
nerves craved.
He knew that he could isolate
himself from the handful Of other
guests which the place accommo-
dated.
The previous summer he had been
restfully let alone. Here he could
work at his hobby of hunting
strange flora and find peace.
A week later the professor was
sitting on the wide piazza Of the inn
looking off across the meadows to
the distant mountains.
He was pleasantly tired after a
hard days tramping. Relaxing his
muscles, he stretched his long legs
out and flexed his arms.
He sat up with a snap.
The afternoon stage had stopped
and a girl emerged. He watched
her anxiously as she turned in at
the inn gate and marched up the
walk.
AS she stepped onto the piazza,
she set her bags down and looked
off at the pageant of the hills. Her
eyes were large and profoundly
blue; her gaze was rapt and in
tent
Glorious view" she commented
socially. Been here long?'
The professor had risen to his
feet as she approached. He was a
gentleman even If he were wOm-
an hater and misanthrope.
His inner perturbation told him
that his peace and solitude was
over. This girl would annex him
as he was the only male on the
premises but the hired man.
a week" politely. Il have three
more"
At the inn the meals were in
formal and served family style.
The other eight guests were fam
lily groups and the newcomer and
the professor naturally were thrown
together. Their seats at the table
were next each other. and they
talked desultorily.
After supper the professor thought
he would take walk TO the viii
lage and get the mail. He started
down the steps and was hailed by
the new arrival
"Oh. wait!" she cried. "rll walk
down with you"
He watched her as she came down
the steps and his eyes took in the
fact that she was exquisitely love
ly. Soft, fine hair of spun gold,
and the soulful eyes that do things
to a mans heart. A tiny dimple
at the corner of her mouth intrigued
him. For the first time In his
thirty odd years, he was self-con-
scious.
He had already learned that her
name was Mary. Mary Carlisle. On
the way to town he also learned
that there is type of woman who
doesn't chatter.
In fact, she seemed more interest
Ing in the light and shadow effect
of the sunset over the mountains,
than in him, and he had to speak
to her twice to make her aware of
his presence.
Its so beautiful it makes my
heart ache!" she exclaimed impul-
sively.
Look at the sun on the hill
tops! See that wonderful cloud for
nation over there"
You love nature?" in astonish-
ment. Il never knew that girls
even noticed such things"
They chatted and by the time
they had arrived at the village, all
restraint was gone. The professor
no longer mourned the lack of SOL
itude, but was eagerly anxious for
more of her company. He said
good night with her promise to see
the sunrise with him from the hill
back of the house.
One day, soon after, he learned
that his interest was love &.
real love, the devastating thing
that had never before come into his
life.
She had gone to nearby city
that day for a visit to a dentist and