New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1898-07-03
"NOR IN ANY son OF MAN. y
By Constance Cotterell.

down the long, winding path under ''e VIC
In the house behind them the rest vi wv '
hold we're at breakfast They came d. '"H' "
wicket leading into the lane lie "e"' '"'''9"
.nd o,tar n moment. held il for her. She went
+hroupb and stood beside him. He l"oNed gov"
- bar evon admirincly He despised girls ne
ALWAYS had despised them They were usei"' """
nre,erahIv. beautiful: but. compared to mer
physically. mentally and morally, simply
nccligihc quantity. But he had pr'Juuce :"
favor OF her She his own. 1hls "'"' w.
terday she had not been his own-cxc'P' III Gun
temnla,ion. He could recall now tn" ridiculous
feeling of unworthness he had had az Nv ~"
her ne loved her
Mary drew her finger slowly down Inc plricl
of his gun
"Poor little rabbits" she said
lie had been on the point OF again mentioninf
Tho everlasting love and protection no intended
for her. together aith his conviction that she'
and she alone. could minister to his personal
comfort. but how could man when giri sa'd
Mings Ike that?
"Nonsonye," he said. and jerked his gun away
Uite irritably.
Mar handed him his tin Of sandwiches ana
went half step back toward the gate. and then
turned again and locked W at him. she ma"
clear eyes like An und.sturbed pool
What time shall YOU be back 'he asked
Even her voice iii not rerroach MN.
"Oh don't know. Why
"We'rc going e. call on this new bride and
bridegroom honeymoon.ne down here
"I:ut that has nothing 20 do with me
"N-no." She looked uncertainty ~ the lane
"Iias ito"
"No."
Hc bent his head to kiss her. hu; did not arrive
a. doing it.
Il ,hourh,-I thoupht"-- said Mary. II
thought perhaps, If wasn't AT home when you
got back you'd be disappointed
"WeU | must come home when Ivc done.
mustn't L."
cot course" said Mary
His gun was hooked In his lcft. arm. H. put
his tight round Mays shoulder. "Wh'n
you are my wife" he said. you VII! be ver!
glad for me to sh pot rabbits" He put his hand
under her chin and lifted her face And again
the feeling came over him that there was some
thing holy about MARY something ever $" much
IL, tier than himself He kissed her hastily and
Strengthened himself 10 realize in his superior
ir,o hes how all-round superior ne really was.
Mary's finger was round his top button shall
you always love me-" she whispered. ITS 50
WONDERFUL"
"Of course How can you ask such absurd
Questions?'
And you'll never want to love anybody cls'''
when a man has once chosen. he has chosen
It's women who chop and change about. And
a man never ought to forgive woman who
does"
He embraced her again much pleased that he
was able to do II without dropping his gun.
At high noon he lay in the shade of he trees
and several small dead things lay between him
and his dog He looked up at the sky and
wished Mary had had more sandwiches cut
She would have to learn what mans appetite
was. And while ne thought OF Mary. and while
what ne had drunk from his flask was still hot
IN his throat and halfway down under his
waistcoat It seemed 10 him that he loved her
very much. Probably no man had ever loved
girl quite so much. And II was passing com
Portable to be In love, but perhaps II would be
even more comfortable to be married.
Then the warmness in his throat and down
hess Of ideas. He perceived that the sky was
extremely blue up there. and that the wind
made an agreeable sound among the leaves. He
wished Mary could have been there Love. they
say, Is a state OF mind. He was in that state
Of mind. Then he heard
Light down, light down now. true Thomas.
And lean your head upon my knee
Abide and rest a little space.
And will show you ferles three