Butler citizen. [volume] (Butler, Pa.) 1877-1922, 1900-06-28

stream of clear blood burst from both
uostrils. It fell on TO the ground. and
the wagon slipped back. The man
walked up TO IL.
"'You are going to lie down, deyil,
are your Wen see you don't take it
too easy
The thing was just dying. He open
Cd his clasp knife and stopped down
over ii. do not know what | did
then, but afterward | know ! had him
on the stones. and | was kneeling on
him. The boys dragged me of. wish
tLcy had not. left him standing In
tie sand in the road. shaking himself,
and ! walked back TO town. | took
nothing from that Gccursed wagon, so
I had ouly shillings. But 1t did not
matter The next day | got work nj a
wholesale store. Ny work was to pack
and unpack goods and TO carry boxes,
and | had only to work from 6 In the
morning till In the evening, so | had
plenty of time.
Il hired little room and subscribed
to n library, so | had everything |
needed, and In the week of Christmas
holidays l went to see the sea. walk
ed ali night, Lyndall, to escape the
heat, and a little after sunrise | got to
the top of a hill. Before me was a
long. low, blue, monotonous mountain.
| walked looking at 1t, but | was
thinking of the sea l wanted to see.
At last | wondered what that curious
blue thing might be. Then 1t struck
me 1t was the sea. | would have turn
ed back again, only | was too tired.
wonder II all the things we long to
see-the churches, the pictures, the
men In Europe-will disappoint us so.
You see, | had dreamed Of it so long.
When l was little boy, minding
sheep behind the 'kopje,' ! used to see
the waves stretching out as far as the
eye could reach in the sunlight. My
seal Is the ideal always more beauti
full than the realf
81 got to the beach that afternoon,
and saw the water run up and down
OH the sand, and saw the white foam
breakers They were pretty, but
thought | would go back the next day.
II was not my sea.
But | began to like 1t when | sat
by II that night In the moonlight, and
the next day I liked 1t better, and be-
fore left | loved It. 1t was not like
the sky and stars, that talk Of what
has no beginning and no end, but ii Is
so human. OF all the things have ev-
er seen, only the sea Is like "A human
being. The sky Is not, nor the earth.
But the sea Is always moving. Always
something deep In itself Is stir. 4 II.
1t never rests. 1t is alway ,Tanting,
wanting, wanting. 1t hurg4es on, and
then IT creeps back slowly without
having reached, moaning. 1t Is always
asking n question, and II never gets
the answer | can hear It In the day
and In the night The white foam
breakers are saying that which | think.
walk alone with them when there is
no one to see me, and sing with them.
lie down on the sand and watch them
with my eyes half shut. The sky Is
better, but II IL so high above our
heads | love the sea. Sometimes we
must look down too. After five days
went back to Grahamstown.
II had glorious books and in the
nlkHl 4 NObll SIA III my iAAtlN iOOAh hii'
read them, but | was lonely. Books
are not the same things when you are
living among people. | cannot tell
why, but they are dead On the farm
they would have been living beings to
me, but here, where there were so
many people about me, | wanted some
one TO belong to me | was lonely.
wanted something that was flesh and
blood. Once on this farm there came
a stranger. | did not ask his name, but
he sat among the karroo' and talked
with me. Now, wherever | have tray
eled | have looked for him. In hotels,
in streets In passenger wagons as they
rushed In, through the open windows
OF houses, | have looked for him, but
have not found him, never heard
voice like his. One day | went to the
botanic gardens. II was II half holi-
day, and the band was to play. | stood
In the long raised avenue and looked
down. There were many flowers, ana
ladies and children were walking about
beautifully dressed. At Inst the music
began. | had not heard such music
before At first 1t was slow and even,
like the everyday life when we walk
through Il without thought or feeling.
Then 1t grew fnstcr; then II paused,
hesitnted; then 1t was quite still for an
instant, and then II burst out. Lyndall,
they made heaven right when they
made II all music. II takes you up and
carries you away, away, TIL you have
the things you longed for. You are up
close TO them. You have got out into
IL large free. open place. could not
see anything while It was playing.
stood with my head against my tree,
but when Il was done 1 saw thnt there
were ladies sitting close TO me on
wooden bench, and the stranger who
had talked to me that dry In the 'kar-
roo was sitting between them.
"The ladies were very pretty and
their dresses beautiful. ! do not think
they had been listening TO the music.
for they were talking and laughing
very softly. | heard all they said and
could even smell the rose on the breast
of one. | was afraid he would see me,
80 | went TO the other side Of the tree,
and soon they got up and begnn to pace
up aud down IN the avenue. All the
time the music played they chatted,
and he carried on his arm the scarf Of
the prcttlcst Indy. | did not hear the
music | tried to catch the sound OF
his voice each time lac went by. When
/ was listening to the music, ] did not
know ! was badly dressed. Now ] felt
40 ashamed OF myself. | never knew
beforn NVlut n ioy horrible thing |
WINS, dressed In tnn cord. That day on
the farm when we sat on the ground
under the thorn trees | thought he,
quite belonged TO me Now ] saw he
was not mine. But he was stlll rs
beautiful Ills brown eyes are more
beautiful than any one's eyes, except
yours.
at last they turned 10 go, and l
walked aftcr them. When they got
out OF the gate, he helped the Indies
into phacton aud stood for IA moment
with his foot on the atcp, tnlklng to
them lie had little cane IN hia hand
and mn Italian greyhound rnn nftcr
him. Just when they drove away one
OF the Indies dropped her whip.
"'rlck II up, fellow she snid, ma
vhen brought # to her she threw six
pence on the ground. might have
gone back to the garden then. But |
did not want music. ! wanted clothes
mud to bc fashionable ana fine. ! felt
TINT my hands were coarse ana that !
wnH vulgar | never tried TO see him
again rtnid Ia my situation -four
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