St. Landry clarion. (Opelousas, La.) 1890-1921, 1900-05-19

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| peared.
SIT doesn't look quite so large of
the tree" I suggested, placing the
apple upon the table.
"No,' said the mother, examining
it critically, 81 scarcely think it does;
| but it is very fine one"
Perhaps your daughter would like
to see it?"
"Ye-es.'' She laughed. ST am
afraid it will make her feel rather
enFious." She rang the bell, and
the servant came. ASK Miss Eve to
come for moment, please
After a few minutes waiting, dur
ing which Mrs. Parker discovered
| that we had some mutual friends, and
asked me to call in there sometimes,
pretty Eve reappeared, looking guilt
lily defiant.
'sMr. Newton wants you to see his
apple, Eve, dear. Isn't it heauty?''
Eve flushed and gave me swift
glance.
.Yes," she said, hesitatingly. She
seemd to be studying the floor rather
than the fruit.
st might be fellow to the one
that tempted Eve!" I observed, with
a smile. She traced a pattern with
her foot.
adam was also tempted"
"By Eve, / believe? I don't fancy
he wanted the apple much, did he9.
She blushed again.
"You could not have nicer apple
than this, anyhow" She looked right
at me at last. Her eyes said quite
plainly: ''You needn't tell mother
AS if had any such intention!
81 am glad you like it," said, be
cause I want to give it to you, if I
may. I could not help noticing that
you admired it.
There, Eve!" said her mother. ST
told you that everyone would see that
you coveted it,
s'I--I am sorry" she said, in a sub
dued little voice.
please don't say that, or you will
spoil my pleasure in giving it,
''Then-I am not sorry" She took it
with a laugh.
Soon afterward I went, assuring
Mrs. Parker that I should soon avail
myself of her kind invitation to call
again. I hope they did not hear me
laughing when I got indoors.
The next day was Sunday In the
afternoon Eve sat under the shade of
my apple tree reading book. So
strolled out and looked over the wall
'sEve," l remarked, twas turned out
of Paradise for stealing an apple
She looked up and smiled. Then she
looked down.
''The annual apple on this side has al
ways belonged to Eve" she asserted,
pretending to cut the pages of her
book. They were cut already.
She might spare tiny piece for
ADAM" I suggested. She glanced at
me out OF the corner of her eyes.
adam was better without the ap-
pie, you know" she assured me-
ADAM" I declared, needed no pity
at ALL
She rested her chin on one hand and
looked al. me inquiringly with her big
eyes. would >put down how she
looked, if it We're possible. 1t isn't.
Mere ordinary charm of feature or col
oring is common enough to have words. |
Reg prettiness is unique, unnameab1e;
little willfu1 curves of the. fca-
tares. little waves of the hair-and |
ways" She is pretty like that.
ADAM" she remarked, "lost Para
disc and the apples
But he had Eve
She studied her shoes, and I seated |
myself on top of the wall.
You have plenty of apples,' she |
said; "and you are not shut out of /
Paradise"
Then" I replied. promptly, ST viii
come in.'' I did.
How do you know this is Para.
iise?" she asked, demurely.
"Eye is here"
She looked at me saucily over her
book.
"Poor Eve was much to be pitied.'
She simulated sigh.
Because she lost Paradise?"
No; because she kept Adam"
did she mind, do you think?"
'Well-you see, it was just very
little bit her fault that he ate the
apple
she would have eaten every scrap
lersef if she had been modern Eve"
She looked up at the desecrated
,ough and laughed. A stray sunbeam
lanced in her eyes, like the dazzle Of
diamonds.
81 think she could be persuaded to
hare it with the modern ADAM" she
tated.
Thereupon she dived under the chair
ushion and produced it.
Now you have Paradise and the
pple, she told me.
''They are nothing. said, feelingly,
compared with-Eve."
But Evemy dainty little Eye--is
oming to No. 81 in the spring. 1t viii
ave any further dispute. she says,
bout the pple.MadaEe.