The Wilmington morning star., 1940-08-12

On the morning II1dt oe1C1liJ
Tucker had his first boxing lesson
and taught his first girl how to
swim, he did perhaps the mos
talking he had ever done in any
half day. Gayle leased a lot. Hi
grandfather, and Mr.. Weems, hao
some friendly things to say to him.
And when the six "Merrifeld girls
arrived they heard about the early
aour boxing and swimming a n d
they further gave him "the works"
Only Bill Bailey took no part in
the hearty bantering and laughing;
Bill was off somewhere in a huddle
with himself.
Tempe Hyde saw Jeremy mo
mentarily alone at 9 a. M, and
she quietly left the other girls and
went to him.
Jeremy" she said, you have
been awfully mean to me-"
He looked down at the short,
dainty girl in sudden consterna-
ton.
"I-I-I say!!"
She dimpled at him-Tempe's
dimple was an exclusive one, not
always discovered save at close
range-and gazed big-eyed at him
through her s%pectacles.
"You promised me, days and
days ago, to show me the library
where you love to work. You said
you would point out the books you
used most. That vas right after
the first little dinner party, where
I had to make a silly speech. Re-
member?"
"Oh. Yes! See here-T've been,
uh, interested in so many things
lately, the plays and all, that
haven't been in the library much
myself, and"
ooh, but Jeremy! You mustn't
neglect it," Tempe spoke in hushed
Intimate tone, ever SO sweetly. She
stood near him and took his arm
and gazed up admiringly at him.
"You have a scholars mind, Jer-
envy. A superior mind. 1 have been
waiting, and waiting, and waiting:'
That quite broke him down. He
had planned some things for the
morning, some attention to the new
saddle horses and to costumes for
he play, but now he a%pologized
.ontritely to little Tempe and led
Ter upstairs.
Nobody saw them 60 to the Ii
orary. The other girls we're in the
last garden studying their p a y
scripts. Male members of the
household were scattered here ano
here. The whole wing of the man
;ion where the library vas located
seemed deserted save for Jeremy
md Tempe. This realization
brought a little touch of added in
macy.
Tempe sort of tripped each foo
is she walked-tip-tap, tip-tap, tip
ap, little-girl like. Being little II
nannerismns as well as in physi
al fact was somehow a part of he
:eemed to enhance her feminine
charm. This morning, too, She
,hewed gum, which added to the
nformality of her manner. S h {
smiled up at him as she tip-tappee
md talked lightly about everything
:Iung.a little close as he held hel
elbow in escort.
The Merrifield books (destinee
eventually to be a magnificent gift
20 tn, city, for public use) were
IN the standardized library tiers
The intersections forming a maz'
If narrow avenues in the great
nigh-ceilinged room. Several fee
from the door Jeremy led he
down one such carpeted aisle neal
10 a window. Here, he said, wer'
the books on archaeology and relat
ed subjects. Nearby were the en-
cyclopedia, and the poetry. He tool
down n fat one.
This is the latest summary o
explorations in the cliff dwelling!
If our southwest" he said. Dow
where Lola's home is. She has rea'
t here, and discussed it with me.
Pretty Tempe suddenly looke'
displeased, pouty. Jeremy W
busy fondling the book, however
md did not see her expression.
Here is an odd volume"h he wen
IN. TT is called Yesterdays MI
)ic,' and it has to do with the age
I'D chants and songs Of the south
western Indians. I have never see
,ne like it before. Most of the oil