young person who gazed after him were misty with a love and yearning beyond expression.
III
𝕎ILL CARMAN has failed to snare his bird," said Mr. Spring Fragrance to Mrs. Spring Fragrance.
Their neighbor's son had just passed their veranda without turning to bestow upon them his usual cheerful greeting.
"It is too bad," sighed Mrs. Spring Fragrance sympathetically. She clasped her hands together and exclaimed:
"Ah, these Americans! These mysterious, inscrutable, incomprehensible Americans! Had I the divine right of learning I would put them into an immortal book!"
"The divine right of learning," echoed Mr. Spring Fragrance, "Humph!"
Mrs. Spring Fragrance looked up into her husband's face in wonderment.
"Is not the authority of the scholar, the student, almost divine?" she queried.
"So 'tis said," responded he. "So it seems."
The evening before, Mr. Spring Fragrance, together with several Seattle and San Francisco merchants, had given a dinner to a number of young students who had just
