The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1890-06-01
sweetmeats of the prettiest so she is not
driven TO n choice. She commences to read in
a finn. soft voice:
The wind and the beam loved the rose
And the rose loved ous
For who Tecks the

hEm. soft voice:
The wind and the beam loved the rOsS
For who recks the
What's that ? says Tommy
You aren't reading It right are your
Il don't Believe a beam OF wood could love
anything SAYS Tommy; it,s too heavy"
1T doesn't mean 6eam OF wood
what's it mean, then The beam that is in
lie is nc " examining her own eye with inter-
II have no beam in my eye. hope says
Joyce. laughing; and. at all events, 1t doesn't
mean that either. The poet VINO wrote this
Vel. why couldn't he say so :" says Tom.
I really think you had better bring me one
q your own books" says Joyce Il told you
NO" obstipately. II like this It sounds
SO nice and smoothly. Go on SAYS Tommy,
joyce with a sigh reopsns the volume, and
is always to know fatigue. and nothing else.
One never gains ANYTHING byis;
" Well. do be quiet now. and listen says she,
I'm listening like anything" says Tommy.
And indeed now at last it seems as II he we're.
so silent does he grow as his aunt reads on
But for. the low soft tones Of Joyce no smallest
Miss kayanash Is beginning 70 feel distinctly
na.ssred Il 99e can eaDiiva;s the fis;Rs
OF charming verse; what may one not aspire
TO. There must be something in her style II It
can reduce a boy Of seven 10 such state OF
hardly such as 70 suit his tender years
But Tommy was always thoughtful beyond
his age. dear. clever little fellow! so ap-
e!eciative Far, far beyond the average!
The mild sweetness u the spring evening.
and her own thoughts are broken in upon az
n cl1Ver
with a. Ii q Wiz !; snSdas5 siffi;s@enS ,,.s
Tommy has taught her 10 dread the worst,
dowp and did Ws0s 70 hSf he YOU'D
60. was tickling his tail to make him hurry
up.' says, Tommy in an agEEieved tone. ="
cant see him anywhere now. peerlnG about
Oh What was Il, Tommy. Do speak !"
cries Joyce in tE9nFg Of fear and dtsST,si
seraphic face to hera And such big one
He was racing up your dress most beautifully,
don't believe he'll ever find his way back.
I should hope not. indeed" says Miss kava-
He 6egan at the. yery end OF your trock. E"
gees on Tommy: still. searching diligently, on
and 7, F xTSsled up so nicsy dsn know
sud- IN brteh:enins Of his expressive face
@To q What a 6orFid, bad boy you are !?
cries poor joyce wildly. she gives a frantic
shake TO the II Gu nd 6 6I
there. | shan's have an instanrs peace until
know where he Is
Maybe you'll feel him presently. and then
well know; He isn't on your leR now. Is be -
is enS 10 s he t09 9nSher %
orous Sd AXE and stands away from the SPOT
where. Tommy evidently thinks the noxious
held carefully up in both hands "oh Tommy
darling! Do find him he cant be up my pet
He can There's nothing they can't dc"
storm ns IA: raised Hss oPsgq fright is beer
Was as good as gold. until then aud there
wasn't anything 70 be afraid OF. Twas watch
Ios R ThsR hs so NE S {. ear maze II hH,s
deaf. but wanted 70, see Il he, would 90 10
your ear But you, spoiled Al all my fun: and now
% On the grass perhaps" says Joyeo- miser-
SR S1d
Sometimes they stay quite long time. and
Really. Tommy" cries his aunt indignant
y. do think you are the most abomlnable
certainly shant read another line to you
either now-or-ever
What is the matter asks voice at this
turns round With a start
II IS you. Felix" says she, coloring warmly.
said had an earWte on me-. And i wase!Ust a
= And no wonder" says her lover, with de.
Wild animal myself Tommy. you ought 70 be
ashamed Of Yourself When you saw him Why
3dap rise Ffs eS The shsy
q toId Mabel it Was tbsSe 6 Sa!
Ike an aEEqy from the boy: Tommy departs.
Ji9yce tSqShiPPf rather nsEvopsy She is St!l!
't 70. He Las seated himself tnd now draws
her down beside him. You were readinRF'
he says,
TO Tommy"
Yes, laughing more naturally this time
would have supposed Is this the sort OF thing
DS, to ,S S5dS' he sIG WasS s1
far more enGrossing as q subject than either
the wind or the rose"
and Is reading the poem over her shoulder.
Iop are my Bose says he softly. And
you-to you love but one"
signify anything or nothing 10 the uninitiated
but % him is instinct with most happy
Am I shat one darling"
she n axes the same N:tLe silent movement
AGAIN. but this time she adds 10 IL By casting a
swift gtapce Upward at him from under her
Make me sure Of It." entreated he almost In
q whisper. He leans over her. lower. lower
still, With a little tremulous laugh. danger
oqs!y akin 70 tears, she raises her soft palm to
hls cheek and tries 70 press him from her. Blu!
Make me sure - he says again. There is a
i rs faint hesitation on her part and then
have doubted always-always a little
ever since that night down by the river" says
he, but now"
Oh, no You must not doubt me again"
says she with tears in her eyes.
THE END