The Arkansaw traveler., 1889-05-25


love for one man is a virtue. | am going to take
small tOddy now with roasted apple mashed in 1t.
Don't think Pm going TO take too much for Pm not.
felt bad and chilly this morning or / wouldn't
have taken any at ALL feel my Ticker just little
but Ill pledge you my word and honor, Phil,
you'll me directly under the influence of
it again Old Mat Collier used to say, Man, born
of woman, is of few days and FULL But il is not
going TO be that way with me-"
Those were days of sweet enchantment. Mrs.
Osbury, with fearful eyes, told me that she had
known of Luzelles deep affection for me, "but" she
went on, 81 could discover no sign that you loved
her. Love is sometimes invisible well blind.
have never seen Remington so delighted; unless"
she added blushingly, ait was when coming on
horses from church one day, years ago, we found,
at every turn of the road, an opportunity to kiss
each other. OF course we have had trials, but he
has never ceased to be affectionate."
Every day Lucille surprised me with the unre-
strained joyousness of her nature had no work
to do as we were waiting for the proof sheets of
the history, and my time-a delightful time, too
was spent in making and receiving what Lucille
termed "sweet promises" The weather was too
rainy to permit of our rambling in the woods, so
we sat in the library where the fire muttered COM
rtgiving assurances, and where we could see the
rain tears trickliDg down great oak that grew
near the window.
"What children love can make OF us all !" she
said as we sat looking over a book of foolish pic
lures.
"Yes," answered, "but il is better to be a child,
knowing that our love is returned, than to be q
giant in doubt"
I'VE will henceforth be children" she replied
1--WE have been giants long enough. Philip, am
supersttious well as devoted, and believe that
something awful would happen if you were to stop
loving me just for single moment. You needn't
smile" she added, smoothing back my hair, "for
actually believe it. | claim absolute possession.
Your mind must not wander away from me for
second. But won't you forget me while you are
for
Ipressed her to my bosom. There was divinely-
quizzical light in her eyes.
Wont your" she asked.
"No, precious"
won't forget me when you marking errors?"
ooh, might then, for | cannot think of you in
connection with an error"
what shrewd tease you are, Philip. You will
find one of these days that | am but a bundle of
errors Philip" she said, becoming serious, "there
is condition that we must guard against. We
must not permit our lives to become commonplace.
The evidence of the cynics may be against me, but
| do not believe that true love becomes cold and
critical. My father and mother have never ceased
to love each other devotedly. Marriage with the
better class of people in Kentucky is not shaped
into q hum drum existence, but even among old
people tender, if not romantic love-"
"LuZelle, wise cynics may say what they please
they may enumerate divorce suits and write
books in contempt of sentiment, but / do not
believe that 8 pure and lofty love can be
blotted out. This age prides itself upon its wis
dom, ond looks upon the vows of lovers as the
exchange of foolish and ignorant fancies, but the
true man and the true woman, having God given
souls could live with each other in an eternity of
love. No, lives shall not become common
place Loving each other and loving nature, the
seasons will bring newness of interest. In the
spring we will watch the leaves open and in
the autumn we will watch them fall. We will let
the world struggle with its fears and its ambitions
and, growing old together, we will stand in the
light of the SUNRISE contented in the contemplation
of the simple duties of the day; and when the sun
goes down we will sit in the garden and listen to
the whisperings of the evening"
"And If trouble should come upon us, Philip, you
will find that can bear it bravely. | have but
one cause of uneasiness."
"What is that, Luzelle?"
"The fear that Boyd Savely may return