Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1901-03-21
1horns and Orange Blossoms.
BY THE AUTHOR OF
ROMANCE OF A YOUNG GIRL.



, messy stones, in the shade OF the tai
cliff, we met our fate. When he
spoke to me, my heart went out tt
him; and oh, Violet, Violet, it has
never come back to me. When
looked at him. new light came ovel
the earth ant sky sudden sense Of
|, gladness and beauty thrilled my whole
and understand a hundred things thai
had been mysteries to me before
Violet, did you feel this when you saw
my brother first?"
NO, did not. thought more OF
his picture than did OF himself, as
far as | can remember"
"Then most certainly you were not
in love-" said Monica. IL have always
told you so. You married Randolph
because he was the first man who
made love to you, or who asked you to
marry him"
do you think so?' questioned
Violet, gravely.
Il am sure Of 1t. You had better
try to fall in love with your husband !;
you certainly did not with your lover.
| The world was never the same to me
| from that moment; it will never be
the same again. That is falling in
love,--the world, your~own life, every
thing changes you could not get back
to your own old self II you tried"
Then | have never been in love-
| at least. not In your fashion," Violet
said, thoughtfully.
Il cannot tell you" continued
Monica, ''how long we talked. If
had been a young queen instead OF
| schoolgirl, he could not have treated
me with greater respect. He walked
half the way home with me. 1t was
such sweet. mad folly Violet-so
sweet while the spring-tide lasted
DO you know that the odor Of the
hawthorn turns me faint? Even now
1t brings back those happy days very
| forcibly to me. 1t was such a spring
as comes only once in life. 1t lasted
from the second day of May, when
| first saw HIM, until the middle of
June, when my mother and sister
the park down by the ruins; we used
to sit by the old arched windows
where the great clusters of blue-bells
grew. | know it was wrong. | know
that, having met him once by accident,
| ought never to have met him again
| know that deceived my mother, my
| governess, and everyone else; but
have suffered. Oh. Violet, have paid
a terrible price for my folly | have
| to live and pretend to be happy while
my heart is breaking | do not re-
member that we actually made any
appointments; 1t seemed to be an I'M
derstood thing that we should see
each other every day. Every day my
handsome young soldier rode over
from Queenstown. and at last-at last
he told me he loved me. and asked me
II would ne his wife.
II can now see the whole scene
We We're standing in a clover-meadow
under the great spreading boughs Of
some lime-trees. | see the santing
sunlight on the grass; the pink may
on the hedges. see the little white
lambs at play; | hear the sweet sing
ing of the birds above our heads.
never look at the lime-boughs or the
clover now.
He asked me to be his wife and |
said Yes gladly, willingly Yes; L
do not be shocked Violet flung my
arms round his neck. and laid my head
on his breast, every beat OF my
heart was his.
I'VE We're so happy--oh, Violet, so
happy! We quite forgot that was
the daughter of rich, fashionable
lady, and that he was poor soldier.
With little but his regimental pay.
We forgot that there could be poverty
priyation, opposition; we remembered
only love,
Before that month OF May was
over, our hearts were so knitted to-
gether, our two souls had grown so
completely one, that death could not
part us; yet we shah never be mar
"ied | never thought of opposition;
tho golden glamour OF love lay all
round MS The only evil we an
isipsted was that we should be com
Hg'lo7 10 wait uHtil was older
"My love he's but lassie yet
,""' dt}Isb,n3 i'm singing YoNF.
"uthcr win Dee sure 20 say th0t we
"nt walt he s1i1 20 me often.
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