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By Walter Joseph Delaney
(Copyright by W. G. Chapman.)
"It's the Boob," announced Myrtle
Parr to her five close" yqung lady
friends in the garden of the pretty
"It's the " began the delicate,
modest-eyed Elida Durham, a dubi
ous, one-half whimsical expresion on
"Oh, Mrytle, explain that it is a
very innocent slang word and relieve
"Why Does He Not Come Himself."
Elida at once," chirped in the madcap
of the group, Vi Barringer.
"Very well, my innocent and inex
perienced lone lamb," said Myrtle sol
emnly, "a 'Boob' is an unfortunate
and artless human being who be
comes the buffet and prey of the
more knowing ones."
"Why, my brother Norman has in
troduced the gentleman to me as
"Walter Dale," said Elida, glancing
past the busii-Uned fence where the
subject of consideration was passing.
"Oh, yes," answered Myrtle, with a
meaning glance at the others. "Nor
man is too good a friend of Mr. Dale
to call him names; isn't that so,
, "Yes, indeed!" came a noisy chorus
in unison, and then Vi cried out ex
citedly: "Why, he's coming right in
here. Oh, oh, Elida!"
Pretty Elida blushed like a peony
at the implication conveyed in these,
last rogueish words. She wondered
what in the world this unexpected
call meant. In an uncouth fashion
Dale stood in the middle of the grav
eled foot path fully 50 feet away.
He was stalwart, simple faced, not
quite up to the blue blood standard
in dress, pretense and artificiality. .
Yet as Elida advanced towards him
she could not but admire the manli
ness indicating that he knew how- to
toil as well as study. If the manner
in which he lifted his hat was some
what awkward, a quiet firmness and
dignity checked the giggling girls on
the lawn and inspired Elida to give
him a ladylike greeting.
"Miss Durham,' he said, "I have
come from your brother. He wishes'
you to send him some collars, cuffs
and handkerchiefs and his shaving
"Why does he not come himself?"
inquired Elida a trifle anxiously, "and
why was he not home last night?
Father and mother are both away and
would be worried."
Walter Dale's face softened as he
looked down into the sweet, troubled
eyes of the beautiful girl. Then he
steeled himself to an unwelcome but
settled mission and his eyes express
"Miss Durham," he said gravely,
"your brother did not come himself
because he is in my room iip at the
college manacled to a bedpost."
Elida drew back in dismay in
credulous, startled, shocked.
"I have not yet learne'd to lie Tike
a gentleman home farm training
that, I suppose," observed Dale, a