Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1903-05-12

way? If ! were only a man and you a
woman? Why I'd come to you here in
our paradise one day like this. I'd whisper
In your ear: Dearest of everything, what
are we waiting for, you and I? Listen!
Tonight when alrs dark, when you've gone
to your room and they think you've gone
to your bed, when the lights are out and
the servants asleep, come away, very soft
ly, to make no noise, oh, very softly!
Come out into the garden under the chest
nut trees. I'll be waiting for you by the
fountain, and We'll go hand in hand down
under the trees down to the little low door
In the wall that gives upon the boulevard.
Well unlock the door and let ourselves out.
Then Well close 1t again very carefully.
There will be a carriage waiting at the
curb-and the broad world waiting beyond,
the broad world to pick and choose from,
Eleanor. Oh. and man to care for you,
shelter you, guard you from Ill, who loves
you so that he can't speak Of 1t without a
sort of dizziness. who trembles at your
finger tips! What are we waiting for, you
and II"
What are we waiting for, you and 1?''
said the Princess Eleanor in a half whisper.
"Ah, If you weren't the prince nor the
princess! What would you say to-the wo-
man who came down through the garden
and out the little low door in the wall with
you? How would you love her?''
How should 1 love herr" cried Denis
Mallory In shaking voice. How should
love her, Eleanor? How shall say? Are
there words for such things? How should
I love her? Oh, words beggar love, my
sweet! They must be the same old words
that thousand other men with paltry
souls have breathed to thousand other
women, whose cheap. vanity must be fed.
Should drag her to their low level with
set phrases, canting words? Tell her that
her eyes are stars, and her mouth is a red
flower aflre, and her cheeks white roses
flushed with love? How should 1 love her,
EleanOTI <Ia
cause he dies for tenderly as the sunshine
loves the garden that 1t wakes to life. as
constantly as the tide loves the moon that
1t follows about the earth! How should I
love her? Why, so that all Iowness. all
meanness all deceit, all old sorrows and
old sins must be laid away, left utterly he
hind. so that my heart were a rose garden
for her to walk In my soul shrine with
her image over the altar! All, 1 should be
a man with her beside me, Eieanorp'
III you We're not the prince nor I the
princess. said she in a low. hushed voice
that trembled when she spoke, why. then.
you would be the king and I the Queen.
king and queen Of all the great. bright
beautiful world! Free to wander hand In
hand. from one end of our realm to the
other-and the world would be rose gar
den then. Carlo, for all my world would he
your heart, my king. All I should he the
humblest queen that ever lived for I'd ask
NO more pre-, OF privilege than to look in your
smile and see how bright the sun shone
The winged angels in heaven must 90 envy.
ing you and me-if you were not the prince
nor I the princessp'
A sparrow swooped to the fountains curb
before their feet and gathered a wisp of
straw. loop of cord. His mate twitterad
from the branches above while he rose with
his burden. Wv WIN
Wonder goes king!" cried the Princess
Eleanor softly. And his queen waits and
watches for his homecoming, Thew re
building a palace" ~
She laid her head against the mans
shoulder. and tears glittered over her
cheeks.
see, there ne goes again, his majesty!
His queen is with him this time. She
wouldn't bear him out OF her sight-how