Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1902-10-16

1t amused him to see this interlopel
so entirely at her ease in his domain
Her quick ear detected a shade of un
conscious patronage in his tone.
She could not stand that; on her owl
ground il was insufferable. Hell
thoughts flew to the serpent. She
blamed herself for ever having let il
slumber Hastily she reused it up and
took her leave with it.
He eyed her retreat with dismay
It's abruptness perplexed him till ne
recognized the trail of the serpent.
81 hat your pets" he called after
her; "they leave a sting behind"
Her quick wit marked the play upon
the word, and brought 10 birth a smile
that bore her company upon her home
ward way.
The fourth day found them under
the apple tree talking glibly of the
fruit. She knew little more of it than
its name began with *, " and ended
with an Sc"
He might have told her of its origin
had he felt so inclined; also something
of its true translation.
The circumstances were favorable
to discussion; by the end of the morn
ing Eve was alive to the fact that for
hidden fruit had taste that was easily
acquired, while Adam felt it was fit
for the table of an epicure.
The evenings post brought twin ex-
plantations and apologies from the rival
agents.
The fourth day was stormy; panic
fell on both their souls lest they should
lose their Eden. It had grown so dear
that neither could contemplate expul-
sion with any pretensions 70 calmness.
Once more the garden was the scene
of meeting; this time Greek met Greek. |
She retreated, not beaten, but firm
~ convinced of the failure Of fireworks |
as Examinations for Eden
lie left her, swearing that every red /
haired woman had a spice Of the devil, |
but he did not forget TO add the re-
mainder Of the quotation that put |
that spice down as being worth all the
prettiness in the world
The next day both learned of the
leisure Of repentance. Alone they
walked within the garden, once so fair
its charm had vanished. Again II
was waste around a ruin. Eden no
longer, now the other was not there.
'Tis yours" he wrote at close Of
lay. Eden without its Eve could be
40 longer paradise"
'The garden was given first to Ad.
I'M" she had penned in her gem
'rosity. yours is the prior elaim-I
cave it to you. Guard it well. Fare
veil. Farewell"
Her note came to hand on the even
ng of the sixth day; all desire to visit
he garden now that she had gone was
lead.
Its emptiness Knocked him; unlit bv
Ter bright hair, it lay in lonely shad-
wv, under a cloak Of silence drear as
cath.
But on the morrow melancholy at
raction drew him thither He chose
Ugh noon, and FASTENED to the apple
rec where first they met, possessed Of
hope that she might come to him.
INT disappointment ruled his day.
ably he plucked the perfect fruit that.
las had ripened all to late.
"The fruit Of knowledge!" he said.
Utterly surveying the golden ball;
zen tossed il from him with an i'm
etuous motion, as he rounded the cor
ar of the south wall, now a mass of
.nder green and blood-red fruit.
But beauty Of the picture was lost
pom him; all his eyes saw was a slen-
er patch Of purple Viewed from
distance, it might easily have been
istaken for mass OF clematis.
The fruit he had flung from him was
lecked by the folds of her gown. She
ooped to pick it up, and rising. met =
IS glance, her own full Of inquiry.
THE fruit Of the tree Of KNOWLEDGE /"
said, answering her unspoken
iery.
rs it sweet?" she faltered.
at tasted 10 me Of the bitterness
death a while ago" he said. e
Once more she raised her arm above
IS shining head, and plucked a gen
'ous branch Of the passion-painted
uit. Silently she held them cut as 4
4 offering to him. A whisper broke
e silence Of the garden.
"Apples Of love-" u
The words floated from her to him:
broke the spell 4 gentle love wind
'se, and, whispering to the garden,
oke the flowers. And the lost Eden Z
as restored to them.-Chicago Trib-
ne.