The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1897-10-17

could, and to sec mnnlinoss in dcsertion; and
there was q charm about the girl that grew on
mo insonsihly and without my will. until /
came to love, not hcr las ! believed. forgetting
mingled and spiccd with others, more attrac-
tive. than all to untledged youth, an air of the
world and II knowledge OF life which piqued my
curiosity, and sat, ut seems so even TO my later
gruity on the laughing child's face and the un-
ripe grace OF girlhood. Her moods were end
less, wing with one another in an ever undo.
.crmincd struggle for the prize of greatest
'harni. For the most part she was merry, frank
myr,h passing into sly raillcry. Now, and, then
she would turn sad, signing, "HciGho. that l
could stay in the sweet, innocent country" Or
sMSiisnSS, whRi sFSrnn'' "A ASe th @s, ! wS mSol Iiks ye oSG
would be laughing and testing and hooking,
as though life were nauEht but a great many:
colored bubble, and she the brightest tinted
Are women so constant and men SO ~forgetful
tesm I bc fty yris;te5 bn mast so ba from 81 @ .bs and nso al IL G IS
years, vowed to live for one lady only on a
Monday; and wa rcady to die for another on the
me your hands, to kiss or clasp.
let not YOU and I inquire
What has been our past desire.
On what shepherds you have smiled,
Or what nynlphs have bcguiled'
What we shall hereafter do;
For the Joys Wc now may prove.
Take advice of present love.
Nay, L Will nol StI my name 10 InaI IN 1IB
fulncss: MIR. Waller is a little too free for one
who has been nicknamed II Puritan to follow
him to the end. Yet there is a truth in i.
anne, while you deny.
1t was u golden summers evening when ].
to whom the golden world was all n hell. came
BID 'tydia ri Ia farle EVE o' S SHifsS" ana mS" Sisters ersF had I'd
Looked sSaN ,h ssk y,ass s At me- . the nG yiIlpsG TosSA;Ped;;
cared II BY heaven, why was one man a noble.
mar and rich; while another had no money in
hI1 MIR and hut NrA ahnnpa IN ~ Hn-lyl
Was not love ali in ali, and Why did Cydaria
LAUGH at a truth so manifest There she was
screwed up to a bnrlesque Of grief. her little
hand lying on her hard heart. as though it beat
for me, and her eyes the playground Of a thou:
caught her by the hand. saying no more than
Just her name. "Ccydaria" II seemed that
ihsrG AND MH1 re nS mSEG TO- ssf slave yet y s%' S S5le SoM lauf FOR
met Must go without my tribntef,
On my soul, | could not speak. ! was tongue
tied, dumb as a dog.
when you come counting in London" she
baggage. There ladies ask vows, and profess
%tnt!ons; and despair, aye. and poetry, and
rhapsodies, and ! know not what"
q all these l have nothing but despair"
"Then you make n sad lover" she pouted.
And 1 am glad to be going where lovers nre
less woebegonc.''
you look for lovers in London1" I cried. I
that had cried to B~arbara-well, l have said my
IT heaven send them answered Cydaria.
I'm truth, yes, unless you como yourself to
remind me. | have no head for absent lovers
"But IL l come" began, in a sudden flush
She did not. though it was her custom, an
swer III, IN r1tllGryi;; she rlnckad a Leaf from the
sw.red with a curious glance.
ro "Why' If You come; ! think You'll wish that
yoa ma" ms mot Scr o%l" Sou pH rnmc indeed you've for
Forget YOU. Never while l live! May
come. CydariaI'
Most certainly, sir, SO soon as your ward.
robe and your purse ALLOW. Nay, don't be
buif"d. Come. simon, sweet Simon, are We not
10, and il i choose, ! viii put my hand through
your arm. Indeed. sir. you're the first gentle,
man tina! ever thrust il that WAY. Sec. It is
and feel well there, simonI" She looked I'M
into my face in coaNing apology for the hurt she
tragic t'f airs. me .'Y Hau You You T mus "i Tr All ,nIo means e OF co 1mS
to Lyndon she went on, patting my arm. rs
not Mistress Barbara in Londoni And | think
for which YOU will want TO ask her pardon"
IF come to London, it is for you, and you
only that l shall come | cried.
King loves, to know what he hides, and to drink
81 a,' d Iapii T. s she S Gre% aw intsr 1ram W meI ! ySnr
tested low. and stood opposite TO me. smiling.
"ESr you rs and for you only" repeated;
God forbid" said i ferventiy.
20, and why, pray, your God foFbidf You're
very TtHuN WIN your bOu IOrUluR. Am l.,
then. to take yeur love sooner than the Kings.
Mine is an honest love, = said l soberly.
so. | should dotc on the country, did not
everybody talk or his honesty there. I have
seen the King in London. and he is a fine gen.
And you have seen the Queen also, may.
I'm truth. yes. All. I have shocked you,
SimCni Well, i was wrong. Come, we're In
the country. we'll be good. But when we've
utcs ! am going home. and it would be hard II l
also left you in anger. You shall have a pleas,
anter memory, of my going than Mistress Bar.
How shall I find you when I come to town.
Why, II you Will ask any gentleman you
meet whether he chance to remember Cy.
daria,, you will find me- as soon as 1t is we'll you
prayed her to tell mo moro. but she was 70.
do nSee' .b It is .n late. Nag 60 IL said sal. s hSoo1 Then s, sud;
Some day you. will be amused at this, simon
She spoke as though she were fifty years older
ments. i caught her In my arms and kissed
her. She struggled. yet she laughed. 1t shot
through my mind then that barbara would
neither have struggled nor laughed. But Cy
daria laughed.
Presently / let her 90, and kneeling on my
sho had been what Barbara WAS. II she were
not-,and ! knew not what she was-yet should
she she night lSES ei st a n que s,na M MSf new = p rGst { SS ronsh,
q sudden gravity to her face, and che bent ovel
mo with a smile that seemed now tender ant
almost sorrowful.
Poor Simon, poor Simon" she whispered
kiss my hand now. kiss it ms though I wcr,
fit for worship. 1t will do you no harm and
and, neutrality-suspicious. ! shall like to remember
It." She leaned down and kissed my forehead
percd, as her hair brushed mine. Then he
hand was gradually and gently withdrawn.
looked up to see her face; her lips were smiling
but there seemed a dew on her lashes. Sh,
laughed, and the laugh ended in a little gasp
as though n sob had fought with 1t, And sh,
cried out loud, her voice ringing clear amonl
the trees in tho still evening air:
That ever | should be so sore q fool"
Then she turned and left me-, running swift,
over the grass with never a look behind her.
watched till she was out Of sight and then sa
down on the ground with twitching lips ant
wide'open dreary eyes.
All, for youths happiness! Alas for its disma
woe! Thus came she into my life.
To be continued.
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