Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1882-05-13

Do you remember when wanted to know II
your heart had one little throe for me, what you
answered."
.Thee sees nv heart now" lowering her face.
Love is blind, you know, and cannot even
see your face"
''Thee made cruel speech when thee told me
thy love was on the ground, and then, on first
day, when hundreds OF eyes were on me, those
awful lines. and thee rode away i'm scorn."
You had refused me; detectives were hunt
ing me-"
"And thee would not say one little word,
when that would have made all clear" she went
on.
80 Villa. loved you the first moment saw
arms-God bless her-I felt that you belonged
to me-"
"And so did L." naively with lowered face
80, you blessed! Precious II panied thee
when went. let me try to bless thee with my
life's devotion now, when come back" adopt
silent under the trees for half-minute.
"Dost love me, Willa?"
"D0 l love thee? Dost doubt it?"
The young man bent his head and preferred
his ltpS-'klss me, then"
The girl cast her eyes shyly around. 81 never
kissed even my fathers lips. Thy gracious mo-
ther-" she paused.
"well, my gracious mother" laughing.
Might not approve" refusing to meet his
eyes.
Z" am less in awe of her"
"Did not my blessed mother come here on
purpose to seek your love, you, and all-for my
sake-for me-and then tell me when l might
Gomez"
90. Denbigh! how unworthy am"
Unworthy! when We think you are more
than worthy" again proffering his lips.
"Thee is as importunate as beggar at the
door-bell"
81 am a beggar," laughing.
Az fh,pSSf tha ffof-
ing. Mrs. LOzier approached, and without de-
signing it. surprised them.
''Oh here is my gracious mother" said the
youth, turning to her. 81 asked her for a kiss.
and she said am as importunate as a beggar at
the door-bell," laughing.
II don't doubt that" said the lady.
''We are taught to be misery of KISSES" said
the coy one, the dimples in her cheeks overflow
ing with color.
'You are wise. sweet little miser," said the
mother. ''yet it may be wiser to give, she adj
ded, turning her face from them toward the
house, while her ample person covered them
from the observation of any idle and curious
enough to watch them.
"You blessed heavenly mother" was Den
bighs response to his mothers words.
When the gracious lady turned to them again.
they were standing very close, with an arm about
a consenting waist.
The three moved together about the lawn. the
young girl in blissful tears, between her lover
and his mother.
Later, the Lozier carriage was driven around
Villa was placed on the cushions, and attended
by Denbigh was driven towards her home. 1t
stopped at the roadway in the wood and the
lovers walked over the path of Denbgh's re-
turn, a rejected lovero on that June night, and he
told her of the mOcking jeers of the katydids,
who chanted in different tones on this ripe sum-
mer evening.
The return of Denbigh, as the son Of Mrs.
LOzier, to claim the love of Villa, is still the
talk and wonder Of Sandy Spring. And not q
shaded. winding old road under the trees which
abound there, but what in the succeeding days
saw the happy ones in some of their many
horseback excursions.
Ere Christmas time there was famous we'd
ding, and Villa spent the winter in the Capital.
The next she will go abroad.
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