Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1903-03-12

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listen critically" she replied, laugh.
ingly.
He did listen critically wondering
what there was in the rich contralto
that reminded him so forcibly of the
clear, ringing soprano he had heard in
the old gray church. He heard each
word distinctly.
"She glided DER the meadow grass,
And through the young green corn
Sweet as the summer blooms she was,
And fresh as summer morn.
We laughed and loved beside the
brook,
That sang its gay refrain;
And where we met that day, my love,
We swore to meet again.
But ere the grass was dry and brown,
Amid the ripenng corn,
Up to the churchyard on the down
A maden's corpse was borne
weep alone beside the brook,
All swoll'n with autumn rain;
For where we met that day, my love,
We shall not meet again"
There was profound silence in the
room when the music ceased. No
one spoke to Leah as she went back to
her place by her lovers side.
do you like it?" she asked.
How could help it," he cried
But there is something strangely ia.
milar to me in your voice, had a
peculiar, weird sensation, as though
had heard it in another world"
THAT Is impossible" she replied
laughingly. IF ! had met you in an
other world. | should have remem
bered it, | was jealous and panied
for whole days after you said that you
thought another face fairer-nu,
sweeter than mine. If my voice re.
sing one mote to you again" AS she
uttered the words her face flushed,
and the sensitive lips rrembled.
He was nattered by her jealousy;
but it did not pain him as it would
have done had he loved her.
Basil" she said gently, do you
think | am very jealous"
II do not know, Leah. | hope not
should imagine that to be jealous
must cause acute pain"
She opened her beautiful dark eyes
more widely than ever.
"Do you not know what it Is like"
she said-"this pain of jealousy"
mo" he replied. 81 do not remem.
Der that | was ever jealous in my
whole life, An, yes, once remember.
knew in my boyish heart that he was
to take her from mel was jealous
then. did not eat or sleep; | was
inconsolable; and remember well
that the pain was real--a hot bitter
sense Of injury and wrong. remem-
Der, too that for time | hated the
man who was going to marry her. |
have never been jealous since"
Never" asked Leah.
NO" Sir Basil laughed; Il may
safely say never.
30 you think that jealousy is a
sign of love?" asked Leah, wistfully.
Il cannot tell; have never thought
about it, he replied. Il should almost
say not"
And | think the two must go to-
gether," said Leah. Il am jealous. |
think II you, Basil. were to love or
praise any one very much should be
miserable, | am sure that if you
paid much attention to any one else
or said that any girl was very pretty
or looked at any one as though you ad.
mired her very much, | should be
jealous
II do not see why" he said gently.
"Ah, then, you do not understand,
Basil she rejoned, Il cannot help
it, | do not wish to be Jealous; | do
not make myself jealous; ii comes
naturally Yesterday, when you were
talking to Lady Grantleigh, she was
laughing and looking up at you; and
your eyes were so bright Basil felt
a pain as of wound inflicted by a
| sharp knife. | could not help it: it
came and went. Basil, she whispered,
bending her beautiful head, have you
ever been Jealous of me?'
No" he replied, frankly, never,
Leah,
A shade of disappointment came
over her brilliant face.
Never Basil? All, then, | am sure
YOU do not love me as much as | love
J YOU, Are you quite sure?'
II am sure" laughed Sir Basil.
She knitted her brows with an air
OF perplexity.
Il do not understand that When
YOU see other men around me. and
hear the compliments they pay me,
do YOU never feel any jealousy"
Ne, ON the contrary, like 70 see
YOU admired"
The other day" she continued
when Major Stapeton followed me
to the piano, aud would turn over the
leaves Of my song looking SO senti
mental about It, were you not zeal
Gus, she said, after few moments
thought
He looked at her gravely.
Never play with fire, Leah. he re
marked We are happy What new
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