The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1882-09-07
MARIT AND I.
A MORSE IDyr.

MORSE IDYL.
MART at the brool1-side sitting, rosy, dimpled,
Saw her lovely visage trembling in the mirror
While between her pretty teeth a golden coil
Like a shining snake it quIvered in tho tide,
and shrunk and swclled
And she dipped her dainty fingers deftly in
Scarce she minded how her image with The
rippes curved and shook;
STOPPING with tiny shudder, dashed the
Der her brow and checks tho dew-drops
glistening rolled and fell apace
Breathless sat ], safely hidden in the tree-top
dense and green;
For maid is ne'er so sweet as when she
thinks herself unseen;
And saw her with a scarlet ribbon tie her
And swore a silent oath ne'er had seen
thing moro fair
Now if you will never breathe it, 1 viii tell
YOU something queer
Only step a little nearer; let me whisper In
If you think il was the first time that in this
l bcheld the little Narit-weIf, It's scarcely
fair to tell.
There within my leafy bower sat / happy as a
And two anxious wrens were fitting round
While gazod % MaFsstss hinge franloa in
While the clouds we're drifting past it, and the
birds across it fesv. ~
But anon the smile that lowered in the water
Though the sunshine through the birch. leaves
flung Of tight its shimmering spray,
And breath came floating upward us il some
And ut just tie seif-sarne moment sighed the
image In the tide.
Then heard a mournfuI whisper: so thou
poor, thou pretty face,
without gold what win avail thee, bloom of
W
For a maid who has no dover" and her curly
head she shook
1t was little Marit speaking to her image in the
brook.
More heard not for the whisper in q SILVER
ing sigh expired,
And the image in the water looked so sad and
sweet and tired.
Full Of love and fun of pity, down l stopped
her plant to hear;
could almost touch the ringlets curling arch
ly round her ear.
Nearer, still little nearer, forth crept along
the bOugh,
TrcmblinGIy her lips were moving, and a
cloud rose on her brow.
- Precious darling" thought l. grieve not
that thou hast no lover found"
Crash he branch went, and, bewildered, down
ltumblcd on the ground.
Up then sprang the little MART with a cry OF
And she sSzed as if she dreaded I had come to
Swift She darted through the bushes, and with
stood stirring bianlaiy after ore started in
pursuit.
And merry chase I gave hor through the UNI
derbrush and cOpsc;
Over fallen trunks and powders on she fed
CHANGING sharply DER her shoulder when she
heard my footsteps sound,
Dashing on with reckless terror like deer
before the hound
Hot with zeal broke my pathway where the
clustered bOughs wore dense,
For wanted to assure her L intended no Of
And at iast exhausted feiisb on the green
sobblng, pahtina pieadina weeping, like a
wild unrsasQning lining
- Marlt' said I. stoqpins down, |" hardly sec
why YOU should crys
There IS Scarcely "a ail tho parish such a
harmless ND as l. .@H
And you know aIwHyg ulSed you "--hero my
mo, indeed she s6bbed, in answer no, in
deed, do not know
cut methought that IN her voice there was
touch 81 petulance;
Through the glistening tears j caught q little
Growing holder, then, / claspod her dainty
hand tutl tenderly,
Though 1t made mock cxCrtion, struggling
family TO be free.
~ Little Marit," said I, gently, "teIl me what
has greved YOU SO,
For heard you signing sorely at the brook a
"oh," she said, her sobs subdulng, with an
air denHlre and neck
Oh, ii was that naughty kittcn; he had
scratched me on the check
Nothing worse?" answered, gayly, while
strovc her glance to catch.
Let me look; my kiss is healing May l euro
the Kittens sCratchI'
And | kissed the burning bushes on her
checks in needless glec, .
Though the marks of Pussys scratches were
invisible to me.
o, thon poor, thou pretty darling" cried 1,
frantic with delight,
While She ga2ed upon me smiling, yet with
eyes that tears made bright,
Let thy beauty be thy dover, aud be mine
to have and hOld
For face sweet thOn hast needs, in
sDoth, no frame of gold"
-HJdtHdT H. BODcSen, ia HurpeT'S Mdgdl inc.