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She ht be joyous and natural, boy and woman, fun and frolic; but always the pride was there, vibrant, tense, intrinsic, the basic stuff of which she was builded She was a wo, plastic, democratic; but toy she was not At tilint an ith in its most delicate terms and fabrics He fondled the impression of her as of silverspun wire, of fine leather, of twisted hair-sennit from the heads of maidens such as the Marquesans make, of carven pearl-shell for the lure of the bonita, and of barbed ivory at the heads of sea-spears such as the Eskiht, Aaron," they heard Dick Forrest's voice rising, in a lull, fro from Phillips Brooks for you to chew on Brooks said that no ree that his life belongs to his race, and that what God gives hiives him for mankind'"

"So at last you believe in God?" the enially sneered back He was a slender, long-faced olive-brunette, with brilliant black eyes and the blackest of long black beards

"I'uratively Call it ood, call it evolution"

"A reat," intruded a quiet, long-faced Irishman, whose sleeves were threadbare and frayed "And by the sa up the universe have been least great"

"True for you, Terrence," Dick applauded

"It's a uidly spoke up an un his bread with exquisitely slender and sreat?"

"Shall we say beauty?" softly queried a tragic-faced youth, sensitive and shrinking, croith an abo hair

Ernestine rose suddenly at her place, hands on table, leaning forith a fine simulation of intensity

"They're off!" she cried "They're off! Noe'll have the universe settled all over again for the thousandth time Theodore"--to the youthful poet--"it's a poor start Get into the running Ride your father ion and your ths ahead"

A roar of laughter was her reward, and the poet blushed and receded into his sensitive shell