Henderson daily dispatch., 1940-06-20
CHAPTER FORTY-TWO

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and taught" his first girl how to
swim, he did perhaps the most talk
ing he had ever done in any half
day. Gayle tcased a lot. His grand
father, and Mr.. Weems, had some
friendly things to say to him. And
when the six "Merritield girls" ar
rived they heard about the early
hour boxing and swimming and
they further gave him 1.-The works"
Only Bill Bailey took no part in
the hearty bantering and laughing;
Bill was off somewhere in huddle
with himself.
Tempe Hyde saw Jeremy mo-
mentarily alone at 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'LL 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 spectacles.
"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 was right after
the first little dinner party, where
I had to make silly speech. Re-
member"
"Oh. Yes! See here-rve 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. have been
waiting, and waiting, and waiting
That quite broke him down. He
had planned some things for the
moraing, some attention to the new
saddle horses and to costumes fol
the play, but now he apologizet
contritely to little Tempe and Lee
her upstairs.
Nobody saw them go to the Ii.
brary. The other girls were in the
cast garden studying their play
scripts. Male members Of tht
household were scattered here an(
there. The whole wing of the man.
sion where the library was located
seemed deserted save for Jeremy
and Tempe. This realization
brought little touch of added in
timaCy.
Tempe sort of tripped each foot
as she walked-tip-tap, tip-tap, tip
tap, little-girl like. Being little il
mannerismns as well as in physical
fact was somehow & part of her
seemed to enhance her feminine
charm. This morning, too, sht
chewed gum, which added to the in
formality of her manner. Sht
smiled up at him as she tip-tapped
talked lightly about everything
chung a little close as he held hel
elbow in escort.
The Mortified books (destinet
eventually to be magnificent gift
to the city, for public use) were
in the standardized library tiers
the INTERSECTIONS forming maze
of narrow avenues i'll the great
high ceilinged room. Several fee
from the door Jeremy led hel
down one such carpeted aisle neal
to q window. Here, he said, were
the books on archaeology and re
lated subjects. Nearby were the
encyclopedia, and the poetry. HI
took down one fat tome.
"This is the latest summary o.
explorations in the cliff dwelling!
of our southwest" he said. "DoWl
where Lola's home is. She has reat
it here, and discussed it with me.
Pretty Tempe suddenly looked
dlSpleaSed, pouIy. Jeremy WAS puS.
fondling the book, however, ant
did not see her expression.
Here is an odd volume" he wen
on. ut is called Yesterdays Mu
sic, and it has to do with the age
old chants and songs of the south
western Indians. l have never seer
one like it before. Most Of the ole
chants would have been forgotten
in another generation or sc if thi!
man hadn't studied them and Sc
them down. The book is invaluable
I think"
Temples upper lip was draw
tight. She spoke trifle spitefully
."I suppose Lola knows all abou
that, too?"
Eyes. In fact, she gave the bool
to me, Tempe. She knew about i
and purchased it herself. Most o.