The Saint Paul globe., 1904-10-23
Copyright by
McCIure, Phillips & Co.

two caplin t. Aunt Phoebe's stage loft.
They wasn't non moare. I"
They be fish t Ragged Harbor,p she
said, abruptly.
"Who has un?' he demanded
"An' flour, an potatoes, an'-an'-tea."
..'Who has un?" he cried Sure, an I'll
get you
'Elihu Gale,' she said, quietly. They
be enough for two
Jim's grasp of the situation was not slow
to come. ~He perceived that Elihu had
made offer to sell for the maid herself Y
BE you goain t. wed un, 'Melia?" he
asked. sfrt
She looked at the ground The sound Of
his voice had changed all of sudden,
and that which had come into it was sad,
and she could not look at him.
BE you, grip ete g
She kicked at stone in the path, and
this was all that broke the silence.
Sure you is. said Jim, forcing hollow
heartiness. 'Tis the oanly thing they be
T. do .as,sty 4
Still the maid was silent.
8 Tis all they be t. do,'' said he persuas-
lively. WED un, girl sure do, now-7do.'
Melia Mary turned away He began to
coax her to cast him off-that she might
gain Elihu and his fish; for he would make
no complaint of the hurt he suffered.
4sWoan't you, please, 'Melia?' he plead
ed
"Iss,'' said she.
Sure Jim sighed
So. in the evening, Melia Mary, who
was beloved of all the youth of Ragged
Harbor, sought out old Elihu Gale in his
cabin near the Staff and said that she
would wed him. Now the soul of Elihu.
for the once and for the moment, was
lifted from it's sodden estate-from a
waste, Shiny and dread-to. those ethe-
: real gardens where tenderness and grace
and reverence bloom and all the paths are
sunlit and fragrant; where, indeed, though
men care not, all souls may dwell con-
tinually, by leave of love, which holds
the golden key.
Elihu Gale lifted up his face, moved by
love to look to high places, and vowed
that the little children of Ragged Harbor
should no more suffer for lack of potatoes
and flour, but that their hunger should be
satisfied for the sake of their laughter,
which he desired to hear, and the red
blood in their cheeks, in which his eyes
could delight; whence it may appear that
the seed which had fallen into a.crevice
: of his craggy heart and then sprouted into
living green was, after ALL the seed or a
plant with a fiower-a tiny, puny, lonely
blossom; but yet a blossom, which is a.
grace the hearts of men may lack.
Love sows industriously and broadcast
when spring turns the soil of hearts with
It's GLOWING plOW. f6uLifSnC~ ana q leUl-
pered windi Yellow, baimy days! In hearts,
that are fertile the seeds burst and shoot
and flower, all in moment, as of some
heavenly magic; and the perfume Is waited
to the fallow places. which remember. and
rejoice again. All the wilderness lis about
the business of mating. How sweet the
sound of it. 1t is twitter and hutter,s
twitter and hutter the day long on the Old
Grow road. Twitter and futter, twitters
and 1utter! What pomposity! What
sighsi What songs! What excitement!
There are errands to be flashed through
the limpid air-errands to be flashed in
hot haste, so very important are they
Why, sir, the wisp of soft hemp on the
broken bough of the hemlock which over
hangs the cliff may be snatched by other
beaks And what may not oyertake the
thistle dawn by the Big Black Rock? Fit,
away after it! Searching, gathering, weav-
ing these are the duties of nesting time.
r Each succeeding spring had found the
Z heart of young jim Rideout responsive
No exception tlIis; when, in good season
spring advanced and the fishes swami the
sea again. lie sighed and fell in-love, with.
another maid, and wed her out of hand;
and flowers bloomed without and Within
the cottage he buiIded under Guild Nunc.
where the tickle rocks disclose the hor1d
sunsets; and he lived happy ever after
ward.
The heart of Jim Rideout was no heart
for tragedy