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"Why," says she, "it's a town; in Wisconsin, you know." "Think of that!" says I. "How they do mess up the map! What's it like, this Naukeesha?" And for the first time Ruby shows some traces of life. "It's nice," says she, "real nice. Not at all like New York." "Ah come, not so rough!" says I. "What you got special against our burg here?" Ruby lapses back into her vacant stare and sort of shivers.
He was studying electrical engineering." "Maybe it was catchin', at that," says I. "Where was all this?" "At the Co-ed," says Ruby. "But then I'd known Nelson before. He's from Naukeesha too." "Come again," says I. "From what?" "Naukeesha," repeats Ruby, just as if it was some common name like Patchogue or Hoboken. "Is that an island somewhere," says I, "or just a mixed drink?"
She'd seen 'em all go four of 'em. Good-night! I talked easy and soothin' to Ruby after that. "Then I went up to live with Uncle Edward at Naukeesha," she trails along. "He's a minister there. It was he who suggested my going into foreign mission work. I had to do something, you know, and I'd always been such a good scholar. I love books. So I studied hard, and was sent to the Co-ed.
"It's so big and and whirly!" says she. "I don't like things to be whirly. Then the people are so strange, and their faces so hard. If if I should fall down in one of those crowds, I'm sure they would walk right over me, trample on me, without caring." "Pooh!" says I. "You'll work up a rush-hour nerve in a month or so. Of course, havin' always lived in a place like Naukeesha "
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