Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1882-05-10

It's we two, and we two, it's we two for aye,
All the world and we two, and Heaven be our stay.
1t was a gay, rollcking party that boarded the
fast express train going east, and as it was late
and the cars crowded, the noise made by the in
truders stirred every one to anger, and their ILL
timed witticisms were received with wrath and
Indignation. The leader of the company was q
noisy youth overlooking with an abundance of
animal spirits, and he gave the passengers a
saucy rejoinder when they reproved him for dis
turbing their .repose When he had traversed
the entire line of cars without finding vacant
seat, he noticed an old man sitting alone, but
apparently guarding reserved space next to
him. Rappng him smartly on the shoulder,
the presumptuous youth asked if he might sit
down.
"Eh! Ell !" saidthe old man in feeble voice
I'VE two have these seats; there isn't any room
for you!"
Tie young fellow sauntered back to find his
friends all provided for. and after strOllng
through baggage and smoking cars he returned
and saw the seat Of the old man still vacant.
The aged passenger seemed to be doing, but he
responded feebly to the energetic touch of the
other.
"Look here!" said the young man, ':let me
have seat! you haven't any one with you'll
"Hush!' answered the other, you'll frightel
her away! Can't you see her sitting there
smilin'. with her long yaller curls and with the
white dress that she was married in? Mebbe it
was fancy, but could ha, touched her before
you cOme-no. no. she's in there, and I'm here
we two have lived together for fifty years. it's
hard to be separated nOw!"
The young man had seated himself and he
paid no attention to the old mans Numbering
talk till he heard him saying softly over and
over to himself, katy! my Katy Katy darlinr'
Then he listened. for Katy was the name of
the sweet-faced. blue-eyed girl he loved. and
even now he was on his way to make her his
own.
WAS she your wife?" he asked with more
respect in his voice, nor could he have told why
he used the past tense in the way he did.
MY wife-my love-my bride!" was the
almost lncOherent answer. ''Oh it was hard
world but we two travelled it together; l never
had pleasure but Katy shared it with me;nor
sorrow that she didn't help bear. l wish you
could ha' seen her, young man. She was as
straight as young sapling and that fair-cOm-
plected like little child: her hair was yaller,
like buttercups in the meadow. I'd take you
out yonder to see her if they'd let me, but
they wouldn't. They say she's changed-she
never changed in my eyes till her hair just
turned white like the blossoms OF the snow
drop. Then [ knew she was ripenin' for glory
there never was any but we two God didn't
send any children to bind our hearts or break
'em-it's cold here" and he sank back and
shvered
II wish could think SO" answered the young
man. yawning. and feeling life and strength in
every throb of his riotous blood. Are you
going east!" he continued for want of some
thing else to say.
Yes, and it's a long journey. I'm goin' clear
back to the sunrise-back to Maine. There
hankered after the old buryin' ground where
her folks are. Say" as the conductor passed
along. sis she all right out there alone?"
She's all right" answ red the man swinging
his lantern. There amt nothing that'l dis
turb her. | reckon"
''She is with her Lord" said the old man
sOlemnly: with Him she loved and served all
the days Of her life. | 'spOse she hasn't missed
ME or thought of me once't. but it would be a
hard trial for me if Heavens glory made her
forget-if we two didn't 90 hand in hand there
as we have here-dear! dear! it wouldn't seem
like Heaven to me less Katy was along
The young traveller passed into the land Of
sleep and walked with his beloved in the fair
bower of loves young dream. The old man
gathered his feeble limbs together and he too.
slept but his lips moved and broken, incoher-
ent sentences fell on the ears of those who were
awake and listening all the night long He.
too. was walking in his dreams with his beloved;
he babbed of still waters and green pastures:
he sung of golden streets and gates of pearl of
the beauties and mysteries Of the many man
sions of the peace that ilOweth as a river-he
held her small, soft hand in his and called up
the love-light in her beautiful eyes, and played
with her yellow hair; and all the time the train
Went on flying through the night. and out in
the baggage-car an old old woman. wan and
Wrinkled lay peacefully in her coffin her veined
and Wthered hands crossed over heart that
was at rest, and that was all that was mortal of
Katy.
Like laverock IN the lift, sing o bonny bride;
It's we two, and we two, happy side by side.
When the young traveller awoke in the bright
light of early day, he stretched his cramped
limbs and felt like a giant refreshed with wine,
and out of his strength and happiness gave the
old man at his side gay good morning."
But when. getting no response he turned to
look at him he saw that he had reached the
new sunrise, the morning that has never a
noon.
It's we two, it's we two, while the worlds away.
Sitting by the golden sheaves on our wedding day.
Detroit Free Press.