Waterbury evening Democrat., 1904-12-08

HayIng an invalid mother and no money, student may say: ''Will you pass me the bread?" while his glanceS speak many gentle courtesies. But he may not say: "WilI you share my bread?" when there is hardly enough for the mother.
 Therefore sunshine is brightest when the eyelids curtain the eyes. Yet is a vision of fair possibilities not half as real as the rain against the window.
 The car had arrived at the top. George stood on the station platform, contemplative. Before the pleasure of walking to the very summit he would watch the car go down again. When it should descend under the great red sun, the Polyphemus eye of tho mountain world, the last link with Zermatt would be severed for the night. He stood with his back to q large rock When he arrived he had noticed two figures seated on it, and had idly thought of them as chance companions on the summit over night
 The L,illiputian hustle of departure as the car was prepared for descending amused him. How different this adjust able and particular start from the hur- ried stoppages and confused crowd of a city car.
 A belated passenger was loudly sum- moned by the conductor. "One mo- ment," came the answer as two ladies passed George, hurrying toward the car. It was Die Tante, with Elizabeth. At the sound of the voice he knew who 1t 1, ,S- yS1s Ae Elizabeth passed him he laid hand on her arm. She turned and recognized him.
 Surely the snow fields lend strange and radiant light to the eyes which behold them. Perhaps Elizabeth had sat too long on the great rock.
 "But the car is going now" came from her in gasps as if she were am sWering some question.
 Two other passengers were to go Slown. Happily they were Quarreling over the disposition of their satchels. Die Tante had hurriedIy attained . seat in the car and stood transfixed, a spirit of wonder at the unforeseen.
 George found speech after several precious seconds had elapsed. He still kept his hand on Elizabeth's shawl where the blue stripes crossed the red one. The evening air from the glaciers was like wine.
 Elizabeth, the sunrise here will be so wonderful, so without compare" he eagerly said. Her advent had be- wildered him. The reality was still part of his vision, and, like the sum- rise, wonderful beyond compare.
 The car started, with Elizabeth poised like bird on the step George grasped her hand to detatn her.
 "The beautiful mountain tops. We must see them together" he cried, as the wheels moved. Even while be spoke the car gained speed, and he walked quickly beside it.
 Instinctively he pushed her firmly on to the platform of the car, for safe ty, but did not relinquish her hand. Die Tante stood ready to jump of in case of need. Voices called to them in. warning as the car gathered such headway that George was obliged to run.
 All their past meetings and partings were in the clasp of his hand, and he would not let go. His hat far behind, he. followed, like Merlin, unreckoning. on the gleam, on the light from her eyes.
 "Ah, love, cannot" came from him without his wish.
 Elizabeth bent towards him from the car. She had thought, thus far, only of the miracle of his pres- ence. Now she realized that there was danger to face. For her to loose his hand was impossible, so firm was his hold.