The evening world. [volume] (New York, N.Y.) 1887-1931, 1893-09-18

~. "eI'ner course seemed quite feas.
n, rieheu up my whip furious,y
=. a." 'ooheu around Tor something TO Law
oh TO- AS could see nothing avail
cue ior that purpose but my patient.
eoou,'eh'pered horse. who never pav.
me u.e shghtest excuse for savagerv
pu' ~ uo"h again with a resolution "a
MAKE things more even Some d.y
th'ugh At never entered my ridicuIn,,.
he'n IN Wat particular way cou,6 -.
cornplish the levelling process. au, ~.
little maid got a whole apronful a, ,hs
incest peaches and nectarines ana nor..
granatcs in the market the next mo-.
ing when I stopped to denver the mill
so time went by until the little rn,Ld
had grown into slip of a. girl sns
would have been pretty one. too 4,
she had not been so thin and white a.
to the checks and staring as To IN.
eyes. She had beautiful eyes, but thew
IN company with her other features
had grown so starved that 1t made any.
body hungry only TO lock at them.
About the time that ] began to notiee
these little things about her eyes ana
features generally ] thought she began
to be little shy. The milk can alvays
stood in its place on the stoop, and I
had nothing 10 do but pour in the milk
and drive off, which you might say was
much more convenient way. But as
day after day and week after week
passed and I did not see her, It did not
seem SO very comfortable. after all. I
wondered If she were III or had gone
away. remembered how she used n
ha StN IN H~l rl-A -
the morning, holding the big can In ~
arms. ] wondered IL her eyes were ~
so big and wan and hungry and ha1t-
frightened looking. ! wondered II her
face was so pallid and pinched. ana II
she still shivered so in the morning
wind that came up chill from the sea.
BY that time quite large pile OF good
things had gathered in my wagon, for
could not bear to throw them away. and
thought every morning that maybe the
little mar would come out I thought
once of p.ling them up around the milk
can and leaving them for her to find.
but was afraid some one else might
come and find them first.
So 1t went on till one morning lust as
had filled the can and was going
down the path the kitchen door was
thrown open with bang, and the lit
tie maid rushed out. Mrs. Barwell hard
after her with some heavy thing In her
hand, lifted up high to throw at the
girl. Quick as flash I caught the
little maid in my arms and put her
into my cart, and jumped In after her,
and drove Off faster than ever drove
before in my life, Mrs. Barwel running
4 Tl,,A -
gave up the chase.
Down the lane we dashed, under thsl
low-hanging branches Of the pspper
trees. that touched me softly in the facsi
as we passed. The breeze blew SOFTLY
over us. laden with the fragrance that
drifted from the rose trees that bloom
perennially in the door yards along the
way.
Presently the little maid looked up atV
me with a face SO rosy that should J
not have known her had I met herr
anywhere else. There was q look half
frightened. half-conflding, in her eyes.
and as I met that look I knew all of
a sudden why 1t was that had missed
her so. and why ! had wondered so
much about her eyes and her face.
bent over her and shouted: Twill
you marry me?' for the horse was gal
Looping, and the wheels were crunchtng
and the cans were rafting; and II had
whispered the question, as men in stories
and poetry do, she would never have
heard me. And when she slipped her
hand into mine, and looked at me With
the fear gone out OF her wide eyes. and
only the confidence left. thought it tustl
as well as II ] had done 1t according to-
all the rules Of propriety.
There was chum of mine lived aionSV
the way that had just been made Jus
tice of the Peace, and j whipped UP tn{'
the gate and lifted the little maid OUT
and almost carried her into the houAe.
How long will it take you to marry
us, IL you go at top speed?' asked my1I
astonished friend. He did not answer
me- but went to work in his liveliestA
style, and by the time Mrs. BarwelH
ratified up in her old chaise the littlsI
maid had passed away from her cary
z. Terrence. in Pitts1
burg Leader.