The Kinsley graphic. [volume] (Kinsley, Kan.) 1890-1940, 1902-12-26
Doves Of kAasa'ts.
BY. F. r. LANCASTER.


BY. F. H. LANCASTER.
EoRyristt, 1862. by Daily Story Pub. CO..
And hecaton1bs Of doves were slain
eppa TIE affairs of Aphsodite. for the
seeks admired this goddess Of love
zeetiy and made daily sacrifices to
hpr"
The student leaned back and closed
her book unwillinsly, her aaeers ca
Fessing its covers while her eyes wan
cered to the sunset beginning to glow
Among the pines. As she gazed an
odd smile twisted her lips.
In these later days we sacrifice
not only doves. but eagles" she muir
INJURED dreamily. Then with sudden
passion: "Oh, love, what monstrous
nurders are committed daily In your
Aame-murder Of mind and moral,
life after life broken and bruised at
POUR breast" Her brows knitted slowly
md again that odd smile crept to her
Ops.
Two years ago Helen Nord had
found herself alone in the world. That
obo was penniless had not troubled
Aer. She knew OF place where she
could live en- ten dollars a month and
eave money. Moreover she fancied
that she could go to that place and
make the ten dollars 1t was in the
Pile Barrens of south Mississippi.
There were a couple of small public
schools there, lying few miles apart.
one Of which was taught in summer
and one in winter, each having a term
OF four months AID paying about a
hundred dollars per term. When she
applied to the county superintendent
for information. be gave her besides a
bit of advice three bits-"Taach the
schools honestly; keep your mouth
shut; don't flirt with the girls sweet
hearts." She thanked him, f"2ling the
advice to be sound, and went away to
follow it.
AS teachers go, she had keen sue
eessful She held her schools against
ali rivals and had hundred dollars
IN bank; and her pupils, without the
aid of chart, diagram, or blackboard,
were steadily acquiring q sound Eng
fish education.
For two years she had boarded at
worked hard. and studied. She had
gratifled her hearts desire End was
happy woman. Books banked up steadi-
~ in her little room, books t. :. : SIZE had
yearned all her life to possess. anu she
read them over and over in the long,
delicious hours after her days work |
was done.
Two years of Eden and, 10. the SER
pent.
She had raid small attention when
ne first entered her garden. Only by |
degrees he'd it dawned upon her that |
se was, like young David, strong OF !
body and with rudy ccuEt"I.snce !
good to look upon. Later on she not |
ed that he neither drank nor swore; |
that he kept his nails in order and !
was always neat. He lived at the !
house where she boarded, al brought (
her mail from the far-awcy post Of |
hce. He was always polite, vas this
Cajan-born Donician, yet his ~ :-c2cc !,
troubled the fair young teacher. ~5~ue |
" he interfered with her studi md !
she resented the interference.
But the sunset glow wa fading
while she dreamed Of Aphrodite and |
her doves. What was Aohrodite to
her? Or the doves? Dread.u'. nc an
eholy birds that made even the glad |
Pine woods mournful with their paint
I've cooling. Helen laughed little as |
she put away her uuch-,crad books
und went cut into the no. fresh air
for that delightful half hour between
the lights.
she threw back her tired shoulders
and drank in deep breaths Of visor
GlcryinS in the reckless pride OF
youth. Standing between the fading
sunset glow and the Frightening
CLEAN OF the rising moan. ApDrc3riat-
Ing the grandeur and understanding
nothing. Seeing in the light-tipped
pines only glorifiad pride. Rind TO
the serenity that is born o. rIhering;
deaf to the note CT sadness that ri ed
through their r9e'od Gus che ting-to
her only burst OF deep-thro&ted ri
umph.
oddly enough. in the midst of these
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