American Adventures : un deuxième voyage à l'étranger 'Accueil' . déjà rempli nos valises, et il avait été ar-variait entre nous qui, au lieu de consommer du temps bytrying pour répondre ensemble à l'entraînement et la gare, weshould travailler indépendamment, de se joindre à l'un l'autre à thetrain. J'ai quitté le collège dans l'automobile, arrêt à Mme Eichelbergers juste assez longtemps pour faire ma valise. AsI a passé sur le coin suivant je suis tombé pour rechercher theintersecting street. Là, par un lilac bush, était mycompanion. Il n'était pas seul. Avec lui, c'était une fille verypretty portant une robe noire douce et un petit bouquet de ofnarcissus. Mais t

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American adventures : a second trip "Abroad at home" . lready packed our suitcases, and it had been ar-ranged between us that, instead of consuming time bytrying to meet and drive together to the station, weshould work independently, joining each other at thetrain. I left the college in an automobile, stopping at Mrs.Eichelbergers only long enough to get my suitcase. AsI drove on past the next corner I chanced to look up theintersecting street. There, by a lilac bush, stood mycompanion. He was not alone. With him was a verypretty girl wearing a soft black dress and a corsage ofnarcissus. But the corsage was now smaller, by oneflower, than it had been before, for, as I sighted them, she was in the act of placing one of the blooms from herbouquet in my companions buttonhole. Her handslooked very white and small against his dark coat, andI recall that he was gazing dow^n at them, and that hisfeatures w^ere distorted by a sentimental smile. Come on! I called to him. He looked up. His expression was vague. *Go along, he returned. 480 <ki(^ , . Her hands looked very white and small against his dark coat. He was gazingdown at them, his features distorted by a shockingly sentimental smile THE GIRL HE LEFT BEHIND HIM Why dont you come with me now? T 11 be there, he replied. You buy the tickets andcheck the bagg-age. And with that he turned his back. Good-by, I called to the young lady. But she waslooking up at him and did nt seem to hear me. My companion arrived at the station in an old hack, with horses at the gallop. Lie was barely in time. When we were settled in the car, bowling along overthe prairies toward the little junction town of Artesia, I turned to him and inquired how his work had gone thatmorning. But at that moment he caught sight, throughthe car window, of some negroes sitting at a cabin door, and exclaimed over their picturesqueness. I agreed. Then, as the train left them behind, I re-peated my question: How did your work go? This is very fertile-looking count

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