Semi-weekly south Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1883-1889, 1886-05-18
THEY MET AGAIN,


A Love Story Whose Truthfulness ID
Readily PeroeiVable. '''
They stood together under the waving
branches of mighty elm on the banks
of singing brook one fair, sweet night
in June. A calm and holy joy was in
her fair young face-the joy that comes
to maiden loving and beloved, She
looked up into his handsome face with
such proud, tender, trustful look. Her
hand rested confding in his; soft and
low were the words she spoke-words
no ear but his should hear.
And he! All me, and ah me! Would
that / could give to the face and the
heart of every young man the calm,
sweet. holy joy that face portrayed, that
heart reveled in. He lived and loved.
Life seemed like summer sea before
him. All me, and ah me! That ever
storm should come, that ever rude blasts
should assail, that ever hearts should
break! Well, well, and again, 1 say,
well, we'll! Lives and loves end every
day, lives and loves like these. Lovers
part to meet no more; hearts break and
are forever sad.
She spoke:
"Adelbert," she sighed, her yoico like
the far away tinkling Of evening bells,
"and must this bep Must we, o. Adel.
bert, must we be torn apartP o, Adel.
bert, me poor heart will break!"
Courage, my sweet one, courage"
he said, with trembling voice and quiv.
ering lips, ''it shall not be for long. ]
90 to the golden West to make home,
humble it may be, for me beautiful
bride. Have courage, me life. We
shall meet again.
ayes, yes, yes" she cried, quickly
and passionately, 1--WE shall meet again
o, Adelbert, il it were not for tha
blessed assurance l should die, l SHOULD
die! Heaven be praised, We shall meei
again"
One passionate, thrilling, joyous
manly, burning kiss on her white lip
and he was gone, leaving her in {
swoon on the banks of the murmurinI
stream under the tender light of thl
plying stars. He was gone!
And he didn't come back. Variou
policemen, justices of the peace ant
county judges knowwhY. The "goldeI
Westn seemed one or dozen too man,
for him. A man who met him in Lead
vile ten years later sad he was TIL
toughest-looking old pill he ever saw il
all the born days Of his life. He ha,
lived in six different mining camps ant
had married in each Of them. The si
deserted wives were too glad to get ri
of him to make any fuss over his big
amistic irregularities. He was free :
90 back to his first love now if h
would After fifteen years he though
he would.
And shep Had she been faithful
Had her heart brokenP Was she lyin
under the daisies on the banks of tina
stream where first she told her love
All, me! We shall see!
A woman, great big woman,
bending over wash-tub in little bac
yard in an alley running between III
/ streets of an Eastern city. She is doin
out "a bit Of washing" for her min
: small children, while the husband bask
| on his back in the sunshine by her side
: He is smoking; so is she. Four dog
lie at her feet, The nine children al
: raising Cain" in the front Of the housl
but she heeds them not. A man is con
ing through the alley with two
, wheeled, shaky and uncertain cart an
r shaker old blind horse. He is CT,
, ing:
"Bot-tcls. bot-tels, bot-tels! R-a-a-g
| r-a-a-gs and bot-tels to buy! Bot-tel
t bot-telSm
: The woman HES quickly away to
: barrel in corner Of the yard and fiji
her apron with empty bottles.
y "Here your she sEriolxs. Here's
She stops and looks 9. the man. I
looks at her. There is recognition
= both their faces. Heart pictures al
= memories are nerer effaced.
0 "Well, I'll be derned," said he.
$ "So'll l." said she.
. They had met again. Detroit III
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