The Sunday morning news. [volume] (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1886-1891, 1891-01-25

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But am gazing into the face of limo
cence. The curves are SO beautiful, SO
delicate, blending the cheek into the
fullness Of the throat The thin nostril,
the sensitive lip, the ear tinged with YER
million. sInoothed back the tresses OF
fine hair.
Presently she asked, "Have you got
grip
NO, I haven't a girl.
Have you got boy?"
Nor boy"
Haven't got any children at alp
mot one. And haven't father or
mother
She pitied me.
Brothers."
s.No brothers,
ssSistersT
Not one.
II don't like that"
Her big blue eyes were full of SYM
pathy. wound my arm about her
How frail the 1.-THE figure felt in my
strong claspl
ssDeediel" called one of the maids.
81 must go now Emile is calling me-"
$50 and ask Emile if you may come
back and stay with me little longer"
"Will you wait here till | Gomez"
Certainly"
/ leaned back on the wooden settee
and watched an animated conversation
between the bonnie and the child, the
former throwing occasional suspicious
glances IN my direction. The tiny plead
er argued brislxly. She bent her little
face near to that Of the maid, and snapped
her eyes and made excited little gestures,
speaking SO fast from what / could hear,
in French) that she must have quite con-
founded her guardian; for presently she
came running back all out of breath,
with the information that she might
stay little longer.
sat for some time trying to keep her
with me, for at sight of butterfly or a
hulmming bird she would be off like the
wind. When she came back from one
of these flights I drew her to me to caress
her. wound her curls around my fin
gers; smoothed the tunbled hair from
her forehead. made excuses to turn
her pliable figure this way and that way,
that might grasp the soft arms or play
with the tiny fingers. asked her about
bead necklace she wore, and who gave
it to her; and took hold Of it to examine
it, that my hand might touch her warm
neck. And all the time she prattled and
asked me questions, and told me about
people whose identity she didn't trouble
herself to explain, as though I had al
ways known them.
s.What funny capr' She reached up
and took the diminutive covering worn
by students in Germany from my head,
and putting it on her own broke away
and capered about like little witch.
Then she came back and put the cap on
my head, and when tilted it on one side
she objected, and insisted on my wearing
it straight.
"Do you live here always?" she asked.
ssNo. When I'm at home live where
the sun gets up in the morning long after
it does here. When you are eating your
breakfast tits dark there"
Her eyes were full of wonder. Where
is that country
America"
"Why, we live in America"
'1ndeedy
"It isn't dark there when we eat our
breakfast"
/ laughed. Why trouble myself to ex-
plain? She would not understand. I
asked her how she would like to 90 back
with me. She thought moment.
I'D go anywhere to be with you"
/ was forgetting everything in this con-
fdence, this innocence, this diminutive
combination of strength and weakness
She insisted on decorating me with the
flowers she had appropriated, and soon
made me look Like figure in flower
| bed Hector in the garden" Then she
stood off and looked at me, and clapped
her hands in great glee and laughed, and
/ laughed myself.
stDeedie!n
| Your nurse is calling you again; you
must CO.
"Are you coming here tomorrow shs
asked.
The question startled me- It brought
me back to my quarrel Where might
| be tomorrow
.'Do you wish me to conner asked.
/ ssYeas
Every muchg'
! Ever 30 much"
/ An expression Of pain must have passed
over my face, for she asked:
why do you look Sorry"
.Go. But stay q moanspt. What can