The Mason County journal. [volume] (Shelton, W.T.) 1886-1927, 1890-02-21
THEY MET AGAIN.
A Love Story Whose Truthfulness IL
Readily Perceivable.

a Love STORY whose IrutnfulneSS If
Readily Perceivable.
They stood together under the waving
branches OF Of a mighty elm on the banks
of a 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. Hell
hand rested confiding in his; soft and
low were the words she spoke-words
no ear but his should hear.
And he! All me, and all mel 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 all me! That ever
storm should come, that ever rude blasts
should assail, that ever hearts should
break! Well, well, and again, / say.
well, well! Lives and loves end every
day, lives and loves Ike these. Lovers
part to meet no more; hearts break and
are forever sad.
She spoke:
"Adelbert, she sighed. her voice like
the far away tinkling of evening bells,
'and must this be? Must we, 0, Abel
bert, must we be torn apart? o, Abel
bert. me poor heart will breakr'
Courage, my sweet one, courage
he said, with trembl NC voice and guy.
ering lips, sit 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.
Eyes, yes, yes" she cried, quickly
and passionately, 1--WE shall meet again.
O, Adelbert, if it were not for that
blessed assurance should die, l shoulI
die! Heaven be pra sed, we shall meet
again
One passionate, thrilling, joyous,
manly, burn NO kiss on her white lips
and he was gone, leaving her in
swoon on the blnks of the murmurine
stream under the tender light of the
plying stars. He was gone!
And he didn't come back. Various
policemen, justices of the peace and
county judges knowwhy. The ''golden
West seemed one or Il dozen too many
for him. A man who met him in Lead.
vile ten years later sa d he was the
touehest-lookng cd II he ever saw in
all the born days of his life He had
lived in six different m ming camps and
had married in each of them. The six
de erted wives were too glad to get rid
of him to make any fuss over his big.
am site irregularit es. He was free tc
90 back to his first love now if he
would. After fifteen years he thought
he would.
Had her heart broken? Was she lying
under the daisies on the banks of that
stream where first she told her lovea
ALI, me! We shall see!
A woman, a great big woman, is
bend ng over a wash-tub in little back
yard in an alley running between the
streets of an Eastern city. She is doing
out "a bit of washing for her nine
small children, while the husband basks
on his back in the sunshine by her side.
He is smoking; So is she. Four dogs
lie at her feet. The nine children are
raising Cain" in the front of the house,
but she needs them not. A man is com
ing through the alley with a two.
wheeled, shaky and uncertain cart and
il shaker old blind horse. He is cry
hg:
.'Bot-tels. bot-tels, bot-tels! R-a-a-gs
r-a-a-gs and bot-tets to buy Bot-tels.
bot-teisn'
The woman HES quickly away to a
barrel in a corner of The yard and fills
her apron with empty bottles.
''Here your she shr eks. Here -"
She stops and looks at the man. He
looks at her. There IS recognition in
b 18th their faces. Heart pictures and
memories are never eiiaced.
swell. I'll be derncd," said he.
'sSo'll |. said she.
They had met sgain.--Detro1 Free
Press