Millheim Journal. [volume] (Millheim, Pa.) 1876-1984, 1881-10-13
is whole heart was in her answer ::

did yes wish to see him, miss For
it's meself as will be afther sinding the
likes of him to yes ?"
NO" said Katie, decidedly "Stop
talking and go to work. / am afraid you
are getting lazy" and Katie walked of
with her most queenly step.
"Whew p whistled Harold. "She's
too bright to he caught i'll that way.
Thinks Adam will tell on her. Getting
lazy, am /? Well, it isn't because don't
work hard enough. with doleful gaze
at his blistered hands. as he set vigor-
ously to work, adding Even rs Adam, /
must win the good opinion of my Eve. 4"
The next afternoon Katie went to call
ON friend, and Harold discontentedly
watched her departure. 1t was so plea
SAINT TO know that she was III the sum
mer-house or about the grounds that he
did not like to have heEgo away.
He did not notice ha return, nor that
when he had finished his last order he
threw himself down on o mossy seat, and
tossing his wig of, began to tanning
himself vigorously with his straw hat.
'I can't wear that contounded wig any
longer !" he exclaimed. Its color even
is enough TO set me on fire Now this
is refreshing. Beppo, you scamp, bring
back that wig. What if your mistress
should come !? Must chase after that
dog this scorching day."
Beppo, Katie's dog, had run off with
the wig, rs the reader has conjectured,
and on chase being given TO him, rushed
to the summer-house and laid the wig at
his mistress's feet.
"Why, Beppo, what have you there !"
she cried. 'It looks like the scalp of
old Adam. / wonder if
And she broke into fit of ringing
laughter as she met the astonished Har-
old face to face.
"Mr. Carletonw
miss Kate ~
Then, unable to resistit, he also broke
into hearty laugh.
ooh, so you're not Adam, said Katie,
demurely, at last.
"No, but l will be if you'll only be
my Eve !" he cried, with touch of his
old boyish impudence, 80, Katie Miss
Kent, darling, I've learned to love you SO
dearly-say you will. Wen make anoth
er paradise where we can be happy to-
gether, and shan't be obliged to work
so hard, breaking into laughter as he
saw Katie's roguish look, and wiped his
dripping forehead.
every well, said KatiS. 'rll think of
1T. But you must remember that it was
not woman who made trouble in the
garden this time" And she added arch
ly, "But I'll forgive you for deceiving
me, if you will forgive me for-for-"
For what?" asked Harold, as she
hesitated
"For not letting you know before tina
guessed your secret. L knewfrom the
beginning that you were not Adam. That
first day when pretended to be smell
ing the lilies / had seen you We're, at
least not a gardener.
"And you let me work all this time =?
And it so hot" with q crestfallen look.
Eyes. You deserved it for your trick.
But an glad you can work and obey or
ders. You may have to do so some
time, you know"
every man has, they say, when he
falls in love, he retorted,
yes" she said, saucily, "and you
mustn't hope to be an exception. But
there, there, isn't that quite enough ?"
for he was devouring her with kisses. 81
declare you're as impudent as You were
five years ago"
Give years ago y
eyes. Oh, you've forgotten. Men al
ways do. 1t is only woman who remom-
ber."
"What do you mean ?"
Her eyes danced with mischief. She
enjoying his perplexity to the full.
"Well, I'll tell you a fairy tale. Once
on a time-there, stop now, or I'll never
get on-there was a little girl coming
across a field with her arms full of haw-
thorn bloom"
He gave quick start, Katie went on
demurely.:
"And she met an impudent young fell
low, collegian, who thought himself a
prince, but wasn't. And he called her
'Saucy Eyes, the conceited-."
"What You're 'Saucy Eyes are
you? O, 1 remember it ALL Who'd
have thought it? Why it's the iolliest
fairy tale ever heard. Only, then she
wouldn't let me kiss her, and now"
"Now somebody will get his ears box
ed if he dosn't behave himself. One
must draw the line somewhere, and half
hundred, surely"
"Well since you are so cruel But
when did you first recognize me?"
''The first day I saw you at leisure;
the day you called with your mother" !"
"And," said Harold refectively,
''there was always something in your
face thought familiar. Yes, after all,
you are 'Saucy Eyes.