The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1895-10-23

pretty, that snatches Of verse began to
weave themselves in my brain again.
sternly repressed this dangerous tend
ency and thereby abandoned my only
hope of safety.
How long are you staying here?"
asked
"Oh, don't know. Perhaps for three
weeks. And your"
/ looked at her "That depends on
my work, " said. She laughed lightly
and closed her book
1t seems to me, +" she said, THAT
you don't do much work. You spend
half the day ON that fence =
And you, said. "pass mo at least
six times day"
"How hot it is T. she said. "Do you
mind opening my parnsol7n I ssssfnrlea-
it for her with great tenderness. It was
tiny, dainty, silk affair, that matched
her ribbons as eye matches eye. 1t had
the delicious effect of isolating us still
more completely. 1t threw pretty
golden shadow on her face that made
me dream infinitely pleasant things and
grow as bold and reckless as the sun
shine that drew the scent from the
heather round us.
miss Bursar''--- began.
"Yes?" she said. tapping her shoes
together till they made sound like a
busy woodpecker.
~ was going to say went ON.
"What? did not interrupt you. You
stopped yourself. -
81 know did. / was going to say
! paused again.
<.Do you think you will ever succeed
in saying it2'' she laughed. nodding at
me-
Certainly, if You will give me time
was going to say what an internal
nuisance it is to be poor u
81 don't agree with you." she said
decidedly. II am poor, but ! dont
m I'D in the least " The admission was
like wine to me. i took deep breath
and buried one hand in the hot grass.
s'But you are woman" said.
''That makes it all tho worse, doesn't
itf'' she asked.
"Not at all. You are IL woman, you
are young, you are beautiful"
CHATS very pretty, she said, but
what them"
"Now II I hurried on, Fam man
with nothing but my brain to earn mon
ey with, brain that has the trick OF
getting added with oyerwork. y She
looked at me again and laughed.
"You are giving it rest down here
anyway" she said.
"I'm not 80 sure about that. Now, II
were not poor, there are all kinds of
things / should like to say today. 1 am
going to say them as it is, but
"Shall we move little farther down
the hill?" she said. | helped her to her
feet, quito satisfied with the progress |
was making My resolution had grown
SO rapidly that ! forgot how perfectly
innocent had been Of it all hour before.
My own youth, the girls delightful
grace and candor, and the intoxication
of the sunlight had all combined to
make me forswear prudence and take
one of life's chances at its best.
As we went down the hill she started
running, in sheer joyousness, and being
suddenly confronted with gorse bush,
had no courae but to jump over it, Her
dress caught, and there was the sound
Of sudden rending.
"Oh, you have torn your frock"
cried.
"It was your fault" she said, with
sweet illogic.
at was" / said penitently. Let
ME pin it up for you. )" With the aid OF
three pins succeeded in making her
presentable, and then we sat down again
to rest.
"I'm going to finish what I was say.
ing now," / said. She looked at me and
| pouted little, but was not displeased.
| Her hand was resting ON bed of purple
bugle near me, and took it in one OF
! mine.
"what pretty, brown band this is r
said. "How wise you are to let the
sun play with it When met you first
two months ago, it was quite white, "
"I hate gloves" she said.
'Of course You do. Have you eve
noticed that the veins are like tn
shadow of branch on short grass?"
lifted her own hand up to her for in
| spection, and so brought it to the leye
Of my lips.
"Do you know" she said, "that yo1
are being rather foolish?"
"If am" I answered, sit is you
fault. Forgive me. F" would have KISS