The citizen. (Frederick City, Md.) 1895-1923, 1896-08-14
THE TRAIN CANNOT WAIT

She is lust is. with golden hair aud
gray eyes large gray eyes that laugh
iust as well as her red lips; her figure,
though a little frail, makes one think
what pretty woman she viii be soon.
Her haud, ANA arms are those of
chiI is he ~. still child? Clara
left school but Il fortnight ago She
is tic a.'avc'l and OILY daughter of
rich tisr in the neighborhood of
Ave s..
%rl..:~ j. nor ioetical than n mill
In .e@atrv Ii d0ss not disturb the
,iIa.. o.. The air with its mOnotonous
tic-t.c. en- til" contrary. its noise,
stra., and rc,ru!ar, is like an accom-
parIuuut IT, the M&ny other noises of
ths wju3. and of the trees. and of the
birds Clara vas charmed with it all.
Dufino few days after her arrival
Ike vs. bolr house was upset. making and
receiving calls. dinner parties, dancing
parties. lawn tennis: the days We're not
loae enough to hold their pleasures.
Then an was quiet at the mill.
IN tn" orchard. which was large, the
walks were spread over with sand,
and he trees, loaded with fruit, afford
ed a beautiful shady grove. This was
Calas favorite nook; here she would
90 and read poetry. She had been given
the works of Lamartine, beautifully
bound. Now. I.amartine, is a very ten
der poet. and Clara was still in her
teens, and this was summer, and the
fragrance of the flowers and the muir
muir of the breeze acted on her young
mind and through this book she would
dream of things she had never dreamed
of before
One dav her mother asked her If she
remembered her cousin Albert.
ooh, yes, indeed" said she. This an
swer came from her heart; she blushad
and from her neck to her brow she
felt that sort of electricity that is pro-
duced by a little shame and great
pleasure.
WELL" said her mother, lyon will
see him very soon."
Clara was about to say: ooh, how
glad ami" but she thought it more
proper to say nothing.
And why was she silent? will tell
you. It was because she had read La
MARITIME. Why! does poetry make ore
false? Well, don't know, but it speaks
of love-and what is love?
WELL" said Clara, 81 have not seen
him for two years. I suppose he is
changed!"
"Not more than you," said her mother,
casting loving glance of admiration
to her daughter; you were little girl
when you went away-you are young
lady now"
Clara ran off to her beloved grove to
hide the bushes on her cheeks and the
beatings of her heart. She sat down,
drew from her pocket her volume of
poetry, but read not line.
Albert, arrived a few days before he
was expected, but she was thinking of
him. She always had roses on her
cheeks, but these roses changed into
peonies when she saw him, and her
hands trembled. He took hold of those
hands and kissed her on both cheeks.
He was a medical student who had not
yet in his brain the least thought of
anything serious; he had suddenly dis
covered in himself vocation for the
beautiful science of Aesculapius, that
he might go to Paris to spend a few
years of his life and waste few thou
sands of his fathers francs.
"Ahi little cousin" said he, ''you are
pretty now. Why, 1 am afraid shall
fall in love with you"
She looked at him, not knowing what
to say.
Have you forgotten the good times
we had in this garden, and over there in
the woods?"
"Oh, no." said she.
"And when we would go rowing and
would scare you by swinging to and
fro in the boat to capsize you?
ooh, no, l remember it ALL"
Then why don't you put your arms
around my neck and say pleasant things
to me as you did then?"
81 don't know" she faltered.
Then he said to himself: "This cousin
of mine must be little simpleton."
well" said he. aloud, ''and what is
this book?"
"Lamartine. It is beautiful"
Il don't think so. / think it stupid"
then seeing that she was somewhat
abashed, he added: "Why does it dis
please you that l should not care for
Lamartine?"
Because / love his POEMS"
Well, if read poetry want Alfred
ue Musset. l shall send you his works
when | get to Paris.'
AT this moment they heard a quick
and firm step on the sandy walk, and
young man came upon them.
Excuse me, mademoiselle," said he,
l nave just learned that Albert is here
ana have come to shake hands,"
49,. AN old saying came to Clara's mind;
9, Two is company; three is a crowd"
one was too we'll behaved to say it, 80
s vne left the two young men together.
"nen alone she reflected that Albert
"as very nice cousin, and might make
good husband; as for his friend
VEL ne was very good looking man,
r nu might be very nice fellow-but
", I'd. difference between the two
Jack. : SA''' -'-'--S '
I'm IN, yes, but she is only a school GIRL
,u. wen, what else can she be2 She is
inSSs out of school and not a woman yet.
AZ you know what were my thoughts
or looked at you both2
now can know?"