Lincoln County leader. [volume] (Toledo, Lincoln County, Or.) 1893-1987, 1899-08-04

might venture to come to you on their
own merits, Miss Eva. am not one Of
those fortL9 9lte few"
"No" she queried; lifting her eye
brows, "yet your merits are by no
means insignificant. They are public
property, professor, and we are very
proud of them down here. l have
even," she looked away from him,
felt n little alarmed at the thought of
them sometimes, and wondered wheth-
er we all seemed very stupid and dull
to so learned a person as you"
"Stupid and dull" he echoed the
words involuntarily, while he was
thinking what a dainty outline thu
contour of her cheek and chin. made
like a pink sea shell, and what a
singularly sweet intonation she had!
"You agree that we are So" she said,
after an instant's offended silence.
you add candor to your other merits,
professor, see. Well, the school treat
is over. 1 think must be going home
ward. Good evening""
She stretched out 2 small, white
hand He took 1t and considered it for
a moment
"Do you go across the fields" he
said, 'or round by the rOadT
"Across the tields-when have some
one with me-"
"Should 1 count as some one, or am
l too"
"Too what--too candida"
"Too DID," he said, thoughtfully.
She looked him up and down.
81 suppose that you are twice my
age"
"More than that. l am sure"
HAS anyone ever called you any,
thing but professor?"
"My mother calls me John"
"Anyone else"
"No one, since l was boy"
They were crossing the meadow now.
In the distance Mrs. Errington waved
Il good-by to them. They had forgot
ten about her.
(Which would you rather be-your-
self at your age and with your knowl-
edge or an ignorant young person like
me"
She had taken off her hat and was
dangling it by a ribbon from her arm.
Her hair was all ruffled, and one little
tress with a CLINT of gold in it kissed
her cheek lovingly.
They had reached the stile and he
stopped to help her over it before he
answered. Then he said:
Miss Eva, do you think it is posi-
bic for anyone to gather nuts and May
ut the same time?"
"Yes, if they get up early enough in
the morning"
"WhSt difference does that make?"
"The difference of not leaving things
till they are too late"
He was still holding her hand. She
gave it to him at the stile, and appar-
emily he had not remembered to give
it back. Her eyes We're like stars, and
there was n rose-hush like day dawn
on her cheeks.
How is one to know whether it is
too late or not?"
81 thought you knew everything,
professor. And you called me stupid
, and dull just now, so my opinion can't
be worth having"
81 called you stupid and dull? Do
| you know what | think yuu?"
You think me vain, frivolous girl"
81 think you the most perfect thing
on Gods earth"
"Professor-"
81 have another name, Evadne."
"When you have quite done with my
hand"
81 shall never have quite done with
it. | want it for my own"
"Such a useless, silly little hand?"
"Such pink and white little hand.
Like n blossom"
He lifted it to his lips, and they were
silent for moment.
"Evadne, is n miracle possible?"
what would be a miracleT she said
softly.
He drew her with gentle insistence
into his arms, and she raised hers and
clasped them round his neck.
This is one" he answered; at is the
impossible come true"
at was never impossible" she mur-
INJURED, "only-you were asleep and
dreaming, John, and now-you are
awake, and It is early in the morning"
New York Mail and Express.
Feminine Pioneers of Long Ago.
a copy of a curious newspaper has
been found in the French national
archives, says Literature. 1t is dated