Bellows Falls times. [volume] (Bellows Falls, Vt.) 1856-1965, 1893-08-17
BELLOWS FALLS ZINES, AUGUST II, 1893.

full glory Of her smile upon him. "Ill
| forgive you this time. Here's the par
Der shop. Get out, Eric"
edith, II you let me off this once,
swear I'll come in tomorrow afternoon
aud have my hair cut at my own expense.
Just drive on to LOWERS and I'll get
you two pounds Of candy" ;,
81 never refuse a bribe," laughed
Edith, shut l thought you had no
money"
"I've Just discovered some in hidden
recess Of my raiment. Edith, you are an
angel. BY Jove! and you shall nave
three pounds" And she mad them.
The sun had gone down, leaving
clouds of splendor behind him when
Eric stood upon the veranda, watching
Edith drive away. In the crimson glow
of the western sky hung silver thread
of new moon. The calm breast OF the
sea shone with opalescent tints. An in
finite calm had decended upon the earth.
Eric caught the words of quaint old
love-sOng that Bess was singing softly IN
the twilight of the library. A passion OF
lonei rose in his heart. "This very
night, :" he said through his set teeth, u
shall learn whether she is to be bless
ing or curse to me-"
"Eric. Really. thought the rash vow
you made this afternoon as to the liber-
ties you were going to let Sir Galahad
take with your coat-tails would be suffi-
cient to give you such headache that
you couldn't possibly come down."
PUT something on and come out. It's
divine night. Good evening, Mrs,
West"
sab, Eric haven't seen you for sew
eral days. I've been SO engaged in vari-
Gus ways that I've missed you every time
you've been here. Edith, are you warm
enOugh?' u
"Quite mamma"
"Don't step off from the veranda. 1t
is very damp"
"Did you see Eric this EVENING"" asked
Mrs. West of her husband. as she went
into the library 'sHe looked so very
queer; quite pale, and such a restless
light 10 his eyes. I'm afraid he's going
to be ILL"
"I'm afraid he isn't replied Mr.. West
mysteriously, and became so absorbed in
his paper that he did not have to reply to
his wife's shocked exclamation. Mr..
West liked Eric, but Edith was the apple
of his eye.
Up and down on the veranda walked
two figures-one tall and dark, and one
that cleaned white in the starlight. Up
and down, up and down, treading silent
ly be hind them-Sir Galahad. Edith fit
fully hummed tune. Eric was silent.
So was Sir Galahad. The atmosphere
seemed charged.
s'Say something, Eric" commanded
the girl upon his arm, and then, half
frightened, wished she had not.
Eric turned and faced her. His face
was gray and his eyes burned.
81 love you," he said, and his voice
was hoarse and strange. 81 love you so
utterly that am nothing but my love
for you. If you will not be my wife,
must know it nOw-now. And then |
shall 60 away where | can never look up
on your face again. Speak to me, Edith"
"You haven't asked me anything yet,
Eric," the sweet voice trembled.
my darling, do you love me?" The
mans whole sole was in the question.
The slender figure near him swayed,
the gray eyes that almost always laughed
at him were raised to his, and in their
depths solemn splendor shone.
II love YOU" she whispered. and Eric
took her in his arms.
Twas ten O'Clock when Mrs. West
opened the door and called "Edith,'' and
shut it again, shivering. She thought
the night wind cold.
Eric paused with hand on the handle
of the door, and Edith stopped to rest
her cheek for moment on Sir Gala
had IS great head.
''When shall it be, beloved?" Eric
asked.
''When?'' Filth repeated dreamily.
She put her hand on his, turned with it
the handle and pushed by him through
the door.
"When? oh !" and little laugh came
from her. ssWhen you are thirty-love!"
"The Geuce!' said Eric.