The Washington times., 1902-04-06

walked 10 the other side Of the yacht to
recover his composure.
For Jack WaIford was still young
enough to believe that love is eternal,
and though he had no intention of making
any unmanly fuss over the matter, he
knew very well that his heart had been
irremediably broken by the cruelty of this
coquette in blue, now lavishing her dam
gerous smiles on all comers.
Jack looked out over the calm water
and thought of the evening just month
before when he and she had walked to-
gether under the signing branches of the
pines, and the sea breeze had ruttied the
bewitching little curls around her fore
head.
The poor boy choked to remember the
trifle Tight as air" which had been the
cause OF their quarrel. and yainly tired
to console himself with the reflection that
if Kitty had ever really loved him she
could not have made those savage speech
es which had cut him to the heart.
And so the morning passed uneYent-
fully, and the afternoon was we'll ad-
vanced when Miss Delamore called upon
Kitty to sing.
Kitty responded with the readiness
which was one of her charms. She
brought her guitar from the cabin. took
her seat conveniently near the spot where
Jack was carrying on very fair imita-
tion of a Irritation with Miss Huntington,
and without preface or apology began one
of the favorite ballads of the day
Kitty's voice was like herself, piquant
and sweet and full of charming surprises.
She sang snatches of operas, rollicking
college songs and now and then one OF
those tender, plaintive little airs that
compel neither smiles nor tears, but in
some accountable way reach the heart.
She turned away her head and a beau
tiful color burned in her cheeks as she
struck a vibrating chord on the guitar.
There was in her voice, too, tremulous-
ness which caught the attention Of the
listeners almost from the first word:
We wandered in the shodow of the pines, my
love and /.
The young man wiped the drops of
perspiratiOn from his forehead. He was
pale to the lips and the girl from Balti-
more noticed it and asked him confident
tally if he was seasick.
Jack did not answer. In fact, he did
not even hear. For now into kitty's
voice there had come poignant note
of longing and entreaty, and her guitar,
as if responsive to her mood. sobbed out
its ripping accompaniment:
He took the ring gave him, nor cast a glance
at me,
As he held the jeweled trinket in his hand
And then he turned and tossed IT in the waters
Of the sea
Where the waves were splashing idly on the
sand;
He went his way unheeding the hot tears could
not hide,
He went lis way and not a word was said;
But my stubborn heart breaking underneath
its mask Of pride
And the pines trees sobbed in pity overhead.
leaving her seat somewhat hurriedly.
turned her back upon her still clamorous
audience.
Jack followed. and as they stood in a
sheltered nook together, his shoulder
close pressed TO her, he saw that her
delicate lips were quivering.
KITTY" said the young man. his voice
thick with loves sublime intoxication,
can you ever forgive me-"
She turned her brimming eyes upon
him. IF l hadn't wanted forgiveness
myself" she said, Il should never have
written that song"
Then, with that Indifference for ap-
pearances characteristic of great souls
in moments of exultation. Jack kissed
her in the shadow OF the sails, and as
the relenting angel sheathed his flaming
sword, the lovers, hand in hand, re-en-
tered paradise.