Democratic messenger. [volume] (Snow Hill, Md.) 1869-1973, 1899-01-21

here"
She looked up at him and laughed.
Their eyes met. then parted and
vague sense If anticipated loss came
to him with the realization of her de-
parture
You will forget all this. As for me.
! will only bc one more in your col
lection" he smiled. evidently a will
ng victim.
collection of sticks?" she ntcrro-
gated laughingly.
You are unkind." he protested.
You think. then. my remembrance
of Il charming Winter. like prickcd
bubbles. will vanish into space
Her face flushed and a shadow deep
ened her brown eyes She caught her
breath as she crushed the laces of her
gown against her side then she went
on:
We've seen each other every day.
IL only for few moments. during
nearly two months. meeting with per-
feet frankneSs ami. thought friend
ship. If II has all been insincere.
shall forget"
''lnSiucrrc:" You have made me
care too much But in the North there
will he other interests in your life.
crowding me out. until | shall fade
into the dim corridors OF the past.
She noted the square. strong chin
AMI mouth and the little wrinkles that
caught around the smiling eyes. He
could thus lightly toss aside the recol-
lcctinn Of drives. of wheeling down
shaded country roads which were. he
had said. like Il brnedictinn. and the
evenings when he sang with delicate
insinuaIion and emphasis about YOU
dear" and low. All these thoughts
prickcd her mind. ii she could only
forget him.
Really. you seem most inSiStcnt To
become merely polka-dot in my ncm-
ory. Don't you think. even then.
could always spot !ou:'
jest if you must: but stay. all. stay.
fair lady. on this perfect day, prom
Use To do anything say anything. if
you will not GO
"You WAX quite poctical.' she said.
swectly There is the silver moon
for the second verse
Thanks for the suggestion" rather
stifly.
come: my hostess will think am
lost"
when woman will. she will"
lie reluctantly followed They walk
cd home through the spicy. fragrant
pines. whose melancholy Sou.hing fill
cd them Ooih with an underlined sad
ness.
This must he goodby. | leave on
the early train To morrow. and never
see people nj the station. II makes me
blue"
She stood on the step; with one hand
extended Looking up nj the little re-
bclliouS curls blown abouI under the
wide. black hat. hr felt an irresistible
desire to touch them. but only raised
her hand to his lips
"Auf wicdcrschn. You have given
me many happy DAYS. and shall al
ways think of YOU in this lavender
gown. ,nc violets of thrs" Saucy. nod
ding feathers just as YOU stand. You
will surely come back To us:
perhaps"
Smiling bravely. she went wearily up
the steps. then paused. Taking few
of the violets. she kissed them. and
turning. called To him He came back
Somewhat confused. she pi,inrd them
on his coat
They really belong TO YOU she ex-
planned.
The moon was hidden. and he could
not see how pale she had grown. Go
ing to her room she took down II photo
graph. softly Whispering. TO have
loved and lost Both hands suddenly
pressed against her thrTat. and the
tears blindly unhccdcd as she sob
aed on.
He knew ne would miss her She
had been so jolly: always ready for a
dance or ride: knowing his favorite
music and songs Now that was all
over Rummaging through his desk he
finally fouph little package of notes.
Leaning back in his chair. he carefully
removed the elastic around them and
leisurely read over the lines ont from
the sheets of one tluitcrcd Il withcred
violet II fell unnoticcd to The rlnor.
In another he found tiny spray of
iessaminc She had worn Il great
bunch Of ii one night. These few he
had begged for and nad been denied
until the next morning. when his re-
nuest was granted with II few pcnitent
words They had been N the opera.
and under the magic of the music he
looked into her eyes. startled by their
deep intensity. He could see them
now. How really dear she was. All,
well. she would come again
He replaced the notes. struck a
match. carefully held il to Il cigar, and
unfolded the evening paper.