tes.

The Eye-Brows were neatly blocked out by some Process unknown to the
writer, and she had a Shape that could be revised ad lib.

An Expert would have Made her at a glance, but the Cub fell for the
Scenery and Mechanical Effects.

He had sketched a little synopsis of the Future. After waiting 8
years, until she had unpetaled into the perfect bloom of Womanhood
and he was wearing a Full Beard, he would take her by the Long Glove
and lead her off into Dreamland.

Just to show how one of those pinfeather Passions may be shunted onto
a Siding and left among the Dog-Fennel, when the Subject of this Sketch
was _aetat_ 22, he was picking them out of the Air in the Left Garden
at the State University. Fannie (she of the purchased Pallor) was
thoroughly married to a Veterinary with the Drug Habit.

Soon after recovering from the Pip, known in Medical Parlance as the
Spooney Infantum, he began to glory in the friendship of an incipient
Amazon who wore a Blazer and walked like a Policeman.

She did not hamper her fibrous Physique with any excess Harness that
might pinch when she essayed a full St. Andrew's Swipe with a wooden
Club. And she had one lower octave of Pipes, like a Brakeman on the
Erie.

There comes a brief Period in the Veal Epoch of every Sentimental
Tommy when the only real Cutie is one who can propel a Canoe and throw
Overhand.

So Walter, such being the baptismal Handicap, often thought it would be
Sweet Billiards to keep house with the she-Acrobat for 30 or 40 years,
because when they were tired of sitting in the House they could go into
the Front Yard and play Ketch.

He was just at the rickety Age when the Gams refuse to co-ordinate.
Every time he sauntered carelessly across the porch at a Summer Hotel,
he gave a correct Imitation of a troop of Cavalry going over a Wooden
Bridge at full Gallop.

He had a way of backing into Potted Plants.

Each Morning was clouded by the task of picking out a Cravat that would
be of the same Radio-Activity as his Socks. And all through the waking
hours he carried with him a faint and sickly Realization that his
Parents did not understand him.

One day he stood before a kind-faced Registrar and matriculated.
Branded as a regular Freshman, he went back to his little Den and put a
news-stand Photo of Lillian Russell between two Pennants.

The whalebone Divinity in the Home Town passed out of his Life. He
told himself that he would be true to Miss Russell