The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1900-01-16

must love me-love me better than all.
You must give yourself to me. have
loved you since that first moment
when saw you walking by the stone
wall with the jug in your hands. You
Were made for me, created for me.
l will love you till die. Oh, En-, do
not be so cold, SO cruel, to meY
He held her arm so tightly that her
fingers relaxed their hold, and the
cloak futtered down on to the ground,
and the wind played more roughly
thaS ever with the little yellow head.
Il do love you very MUCH" she said,
"but do not know if want to marry
you. love you better than Waldo,
but can't tell if love you better than
Lyndall. If you would let me wait
for a week. think perhaps could tell
you"
Gregory picked up the cloak and
wrapped it round her.
eff you could but love me as 1 love
your he said "But no woman can
love as a man can. will wait till next
Saturday. l will not once come near
you till then. Goodby. Oh, EN-" he
said, turning again and twining his
arms about her and kissing her sur
prised little mouth, "if you are not my
wife cannot live! have never loved
another woman, and I never shall
never, neverp'
"You make me afraid" said En-.
Come, let us go. and will fill your
pail"
81 want no milk. Goodby. You will
not see me again till Saturday."
Late that night, when every one else
had gone to bed, the yellow haired lit
tie woman stood alone in the kitchen.
She had come to fill the kettle for the
next mornings coffee and now stood
before the fire. The warm reflection
lighted the grave old womanish little
face that was SO unusually thoughtful
this evening
"Better than all the world; better
than everything! He loves me better
than everything!' She said the words
aloud, as if they were more easy to
believe if she spoke them SO. She had
given out so much love in her little
life and had got none of it back with
interest. Now one said, 81 love you
better than all the worldY' One loved
her better than she loved him. How
suddenly rich she was! She kept clasp
ing and unclasping her hands. So a
beggar feels who falls asleep on the
pavement wet and hungry and who
wakes in a palace hall with servants
and lights and a feast before him. OF
course the beggar's is only a dream,
and he wakes from it, and this was
real
Gregory had said to her, II will love
you as long as live" She said the
words over and over to herself like a
song.
81 will send for him tomorrow, and
l will tell him how I love him back"
she said.
But En- needed not to send for him.
Gregory discovered on reaching home
that Jemima's letter was still in his
pocket, and therefore, much as he
disliked the appearance Of vacillation
and weakness. he was obliged to be at
the farmhouse before sunrise to post it.
eff see her." Gregory said, 81 shall
only bow to her. She shall see that I
am man, one who keeps his word'
AS to Terminals letter, he had turned
down one corner of the page and then
turned it back, leaving a deep crease.
That would show that he was neither
accepted nor rejected but that matters
were in an intermediate condition. 1t
was more poetical way than putting
it in plain words.
Gregory was barely in time with his
letter, for Waldo was starting when
he reached the homestead, and EN-
was on the doorstep to see him off.
When he had given the letter and Wal
do had gone, Gregory bowed stiffly and
prepared to remount his own pony, but
somewhat slowly. 1t was still early.
None of the servants was about. En-
came up close to him and put her little
hand softly on his arm as he stood by
his horse
II do love you best of ALL" she said.
She was not frightened now however
much he kissed her. 81 wish 1 was
beautiful and NICE" she added, looking
up into his eyes as he held her against
his breast
"My darling, to me you are more
beautiful than all the women in the
world, dearer to me than everything it
holds. If you We're in -, would go
after you to find you there. If you
were dead, though my body moved,
my soul would be under the ground
with you. All life as pass it with
you in my arms will be perfect to me.
1t will pass-pass like a ray of sun
shine"
EN- thought how beautiful and grand
his face was as she looked up into it.
She raised her hand gently and put it
on his forehead.
"You are so silent, SO cold, my Emp
he cried. "Haye you nothing to say
to me?"
A little shade Of wonder filed her