Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1899-03-15
TT NIGHT HAVE BEEN

Dolce far nienfe-a sweet doing nothing. I shall pin that to the cata- Iogue of memory's pictures painted here.
 She looked up at him and laughed. Their eyes met, then parted, and q vague sense Of anticipated loss came to him with the realization of Der de- parture.
 You will forget all this. As for me, I will only be one more in your col lection,D he smiled, evidently WILL ing victim.
 "ColIection-of sticks7D she interro- gated laughingly.
 You are unkind,' he protested.
 You think, then, my remembrance of q charming Winter, like pFieked bubbles, will vanish into spaCer
 Her face flushed and q shadow deep ened her brown eyes. She caughI hef breath as she crushed the faces Of her gown against her side then she went on:
 We've seen each other every day, if only for q few moments, during nearly two months. meeting with per feet frankness and, I thought friend ship If 1t has all been inslneefe' shall forget.
 sInsincere2o You have made me care too much. But in the North there will be other interests in your Hfe, erowding ne out until ] shaa fade into fhe dim corridors of the past
 She noted the square. strong chm and mouth and the little wrinkles that caught around the smiling eyes. He could thus lightly toss aside the feeot= lection of drives. of wheeling down shaded country roads which were, he had said. like q benediction,' and rhe evenings when he sang with delicate fnsinuatf0n and emphasis about you dear" and love" All these thoughts nricl5ed her mind. If she could only forget him.
 Really. you seem most 5nsistent to become merely q poIka-dot in my mem- ory. Don't you think, even then' 1 could always spot youF
 Jest if you must but stay, ah, stay. fair lady. on this perfect day. j prom. ise to do anvthing-say anything F you will not go.
 You wax quite DoeticaI. she said swaetfv. There is the silver noon for tbe second verse.
 Thanks for the suggestion '-Eafher stIf9y.
 Come; ny hostess will think I am iosr.
 @vTben. a woman will. sine will
 He reluctantly followed They walk, ed home through the spicy, fragrant pines. whose melancholy soughing hII- od them both with an undeiined sad. ness.
 This must be good-by. l leave on the early train tomorrow and never see. people at# #fhe station. It makes me blue.
 She stood on the steps with one hand extended. Looking ID at the little re- Beuious curIs blown ab0ug under the wide. black bat. be felt aa irresistible desire to touch them but only raised her hand to his lips.
 aAuf gieaefsehn. You have given ne many happy days, and ] shall aI- ways think Of yoa in 6his lavender gown me vfafets of these sauc5z nod= ding feathers-just as you stand. lou will surely come baek-to us =
 Perhaps
 Smiling braFe1y, she went weafIly up fhe steps then paused. Taking 2 few of the yiolets. she kissed them, and turning, called to him. He came back.
 Somewhat confused, she pinned them on his coat.
 They really belong to you, she ex- pIained.
 The moon was hidden, and he could not see how pale she had grown. Go- ing to her room she took down photo graph. softly whispering: 'To have loved and lostr Both hands suddenly pressed against her throat, and the tears bHndlY unheeded as she sob- bed on.
 He knew he would miss her. She had been SC jolly; always ready for dance or a ride; knowing his favorite music and songs. Now that was all over. Rummaging through his desk he finally found . little package of notes. Leaning back in his chair, he carefully removed the elastic around them and Ieisl1reIv read over the lines. Out from the sheets of one fiuttered withered violet. 1t fell unnoticed to the floor. Tn another he found tiny spray or tpssamine. She had worn a great bunch of it one night. These few he had begged for and had been denied until the next morning, when his re- luest was granted with few penItent words. They had been at 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 wasi An, we'll she would come again.
 He replaced the notes, struck 2 match. carefully held it to cigar and unfolded the evening paper.