Republican news item. [volume] (Laport, Pa.) 1896-19??, 1901-09-19
"And I-I-2"
"You are a trespasser."

| You are trespaSser.
| But she smiled as she said it, a
smile that showed two rows of pearl
| sparkling in the sunlight that dap
| pied her face.
And you?" 1 said. know not
what l said, but soon l asked her
name, and she told me it was Eve.
And this is Paradise" | answered
| looking through the leaves of the old
apple tree at all the beauties of the
| garden.
Then we talked. OF what? Of
everything. or solitude, of friendship,
of books; 1 fear, of Canada-and of
! love.
Then she bade me go, and l could
not. Nor would l if l could; and when
at length l obeyed her and was about
to go, she bade me stay.
So | stayed, and soon had moored
my canoe and stood upon her lawn.
cannot tell how | of all men-modest
almost to bashfulness-could have
done So but did.
OF the flowers that grew wild there
by the waters edge | made her a
crown, and this l put upon her tan
gled golden hair. She was my queen
there and thenceforth forever; and so
| told her, the poets aiding me.
Two roses that had not seen be-
fore bloomed on her face, and she
ran away light-footed and 1.-THE of
limb, over the lawn into her fathers
house
But l could not leave; I could not!
l looked for her, but she did not come.
Once | saw the curtains of window
drawn aside and her face peering out
upon me, but she would not come
again.
Well. stayed, that was all. How
l had the impudence to do so l cannot
tell-but l could not go.
She was a long while indoors. I
heard her at the piano. | knew it
was her touch, though / had never
heard her before but | was confident
it was she. Besides. now and then
the piano stopped suddenly, and
saw by the movement of the window
curtains tnat she was peeping to see
whether / had gone.
At last | grew ashamed of my in
trusion, and, STOPPING from under the
fruit-covered branches of the old ap.
pie tree, l went to nay canoe, unfast-
ened it's moorings, and was about to
withdraw
But, as luck would have it, just as
| was about to get into the canoe,
she came out to me across the lawn.
Her gesture to me was that | must go.
| said what l felt, regardless of all
order, of all propriety. Eve" l said
passionately. you do not know me,
nor who I am. nor I you; but | know
this, that l love you. Yes, l love
you, and shall love you forever. Your
heart is my Eden. Do not shut the
gates of this, my earthly paradise.
must, must see you again, and l will!
Say that l may"
She looked down and blushed.
May II" | faltered.
She did not reply. But her silence
was a better answer than words.
"When?"
Tomorrow"
She looked so pretty when she said
it that | was about to dare yet more.
| had the temerity to formulate the
idea that | would take her in my
arms and steal from her lips kiss.
when | heard shout
'Hullo, old chap. Is that your"
l looked up.
What. Fry?" | cried "Is it Fry?
1t is, by all that's wonderful"
I'm awfully sorry, my dear chap
that l couldn't join you on the river
today. Abominably uncivil you must
have thought me. But l didn't know
you knew my sister,
He looked at her and he looked at
me. | think we were both blushing.
But you do know each other don't
awkward that he seemed to think he
had made some faux pas.
"Oh, yes!" l said, 1--WE know each
other" and l stole look at Eve. The
glance she gave me was a grateful
one.
Three months afterward there was
a river-wedding, and, as we were
rowed away from church in a galley
manned by four strong oarsmen. and
| handed her out of the canopied boat
on to her fathers lawn, the wedding
bells rang out merrily, for Eve and
were man and wife. and l gave her a
husbands kiss under the old apple
tree.-The Sketch.
Harsh Voiced Cararies Exiled.