Waterbury evening Democrat., 1904-12-15

excnaRge rsw words. buG each feIt, the neatnesV and sympathy of the other.
 The days were growing shorter rapidly, and 1t soon became too cold to sit long out of doors, Then came sudden storm, and for days the two graves were white with snow.
 When they met again 1t was as two friends who had been long separated Each had much to say to the other, much of the old story--almost as old as love-of grief and of longing for the blessed dead.
 When at Christmas time he came she was not there, but beautiful wreath of holly lay on Adelaide's grave, mark ed From Arthur" His eyes filled with tears. and of the flowers he had brought he laid the half on the other grave in Adelaide's name. Tn January there were some mild days, almost springIike, when they met and talked again. Now she told him something of herself. She lived with her husbands parents. They were old people and sometimes were very sad. She felt 1t her duty to be as cheerful as she could for their sakes
 He made his home with his sister and her husband. They were very kind to hfm. but their house was often full of life and gayety, and he longed for the old home he had known with Adelaide, to live there alone with his memories.
 Again the snows came, and again there were often days when they did not meet, but when they did 1t was Rl- ways to both a source of tender joy tinged with delicious melancholy.
 With March came a season of mild and lovely days. There was as yet no hint of green among the branches of the trees, but one felt that the new shoots were swelling, and the scent of the young, swift advancing spring pre- ceded her.
 The two friends sat together under heath the willow, which was now voice fuI with feathered life, His color was deeper and his bearing more spirited than in the autumn The sadness of her youthful face was softened by smile.
 They had talked of Adelaide and Arthur at first, and afterward of each other. Then they sat side by side in silence, as only those can remain be- tween whom there exists the under standing born of long and sympathetic association.
 The warmth of the sun was very pleasant. The breeze swayed the branches of the willow gently. Beneath their feet the ground was stirring with the premonition of the coming change, the recurring phenomenon of the new life With the unconscious movement of the sleeper the earth was slowly turning her great brown cheek from the relaxed embrace of winter to meet the vivifying kisses of the sun. Far away a tllrtledove was calling to her mate. From the willow branches tive little birds, Quarreling noisily, fell to the neighboring tree to kiss and make up again. The young woman on thes X bench raised her eyes to. the eyes of the young man beside her. With a vague consciousness of alarm she moved away little, and slight shiver passed over her.
 'You are cold, he said to her gently. eve have sat too long beneath tho shade of the window. Come; let us walk n little in the sunshine" And he laid his hand on hers.
 But she drew away her hand, her eyes lowered, her cheek scarlet Fl must go,' she said and walked rapid- ly away,
 He followed more slowly, new light in his eyes as he looked after her.
 The path they walked in reflected the warm rays of the sun. The two graves lay in the deepening shadow of the willow.