The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1901-10-11

plaIe. one cdreQ LOT MIN ROOO zeal
more than her insistence upon the
rousseau would lead one not versed in
the workings of the feminine mind to
believe.
She came into the garden and found
Terrier sitting there. 1t was carna-
ton garden, just sheltered and inland
enough to get none of the freshening
breeze from the sea. The air was warm
and languid and thick with scent-the
scent of carnations that spread for
acres upon acres away; of the hello
trope that hung a mass of purple redo
lence above his head; of the hOneysuck-
lie that loaded the roof of the green
house near by; of an orange grove in
blossom to windward somewhere.
There were humming-bir hanging at
the fower-cups, bluebirds and black
birds drifting about. Terrier watched
them with heavy eyes. The love-tale
he had brought with him lay neglected
upon his knee. He was recollecting po-
etry. He m1rmured drOwsily, half
aloud, of beds of amaranth and molly"
of warm airs lulling, blowing slowly
and half-dropped eyelids still"
And this was, in the nature of things,
the time for Eve to appear. She foated
into his line of vision by way of the
gravel path. She wore no garments OF
leaves, but a sky suggestion of cloud
white and faintest blue. She was hat
less, her parasol hung low over her
shoulder, and her brown hair CLEANED
in the sun.
Terrier watched her coming toward
him between two rows of La France
rose-bushes in full bloom. He was
sure that she would stop there
where she was and sit beside him
upon the bench. Which was exactly
what she did; but, lest anyone
should suppose that she was not q
thoroughly nice girl in every way, be
it said-it was not by any means the
first time she and Terrier had met
They had spent mornings together
upon the beach, and afternoons upo1
the verandas of the hotel, and their III
timacy was just one degree short Of
where Terrier thought it necessary tC
make her acquainted with any of hi:
purely personal affairs.
shall 1 tell you"-said Eve, and hel
voice, like the voices of the poem, wa!
thin and far away-"shall 1 tell yol
what you were thinking about? You
were thinking that all the ties of tn,
past are as frail as cobweb strands, ar,
nothing stronger now than a thread O
mist-like that up there" She raised
her eyes to one faint line of cloud tina
lay upon the sky.
EYES," said Terrier, drowsily, as on,
who is under spell, ''but how does
happen that you know?"
For answer she turned her eyes t.
him. After which that happened
which happened in Heaven once; Their,
was silence for the space of half al
hour, or rather less, perhaps.
A blackbird, FURNISHED and glowing
till its wings and breast flashed prism
hues again, lighted among the PIN
branches of the olearder-tree, an
preened it's wings and considered them
A mocking-bird sang from far away i
the heart of the orange grove. The
Ferrier spoke at last. 'Why should
matter to either of US" he said, ''tha
there has been yesterday"
Her hand was lying upon the bench
His own closed gently over it, and sh
did not draw away. He drew her close
TO him, so close that it lay, at length
against his shoulder, the head with tn
glinting brown hair. He looked at tn
lips. They were warmly red, and it i
with lips even as with wine, there !
danger in looking upon them when the
are red.
There was a cheerful human whistle
the scrunch of clumsy feet upon tn
gravel of the walk. The bell-boy froI
the hotei-glaringly ou5 of place in hi
red and brass-trimmed 1niform-cam
into sight he was bringing Telegram
and stirling: "I'll Leave Ny Happ
} Home for You-ou-ou." He smiled az