The San Angelo press. (San Angelo, Tex.) 1897-1907, 1905-05-18
Over a
HOneySuckle
Hedge BY A. NJ:
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The afternoon was sunny and warm,
and the young man lying beneath the
oak tree let the book slip from llstless
fingers and his eyes wander idly TO the
tangle Of green above. Thus 1t hap
pened that he did not see n slender
white figure which came down the hill
to the fragrant hedge dividing them.
Aroused by a slight sound, he thrust
back his hat. For an instant he gazed,
bewildered. Then, meeting the girls
surprised look, he sprang up.
IL hope that I am not trespasslng,"
he began doubtfully. III | am intrud.
ing"
"ho. believe not" she responded.
"Our land stops at this hedge, fancy.
If you care to stay, Of course-I came
TO look at the View" she added. with
some irrelevance. The man nodded.
ut IL great" lie agreed. II have
rarely seen anything more beautiful"
He was still looking straight at her,
and the girl gave him suspicious
glance. Il often come here to read
Omar" lie went on calmly. 1T fits in
somehow"
"Hcally," with polite II vague inter.
est. you care for Omar. Them"
Immensely. a book Of verses I'M
derneuth tho bOugh; loaf OF bread. u
jug of wine and thou beside mo. sing.
ing In the wllderness--nb wilderness
were paradise nOw"
The girl gravely unfurled her fluffy
parnsol.
81 must not longer interrupt your
reading, then" she said. "Goodby."
Goodbye But you have only just
come. Please don't CO." he begged
"Ive read enough for today"
'But don't know you" she objected.
The man held out the Omar.
"My name Is on the title page" he
suggested tentatively. and the girl
after moments hesitation. rufIling
over the pages, read the name aloud.
Gordon Lenox Maxwell. Are you
really 'OI'lOI niuA wei ut Iuull
looked surprised.
what do you know of mef'
"Who has not heard of the great ten
mis- champlonf" she laughed. half mock.
ingly. Here is your book"
"But you were only child then"
he persisted. "And I have been abroad
ever since"
Sure. but children have good mem.
cries, you know"
"You must have been lovely child
he murmured reaectively. The girl
frowned.
II really must co." she repeated
Maxwell took a hasty step forward.
"Please don't. And forgive me. And
won't you tell me who you are1" The
girl shook her head decidedly.
~ only tell my name to my friends
"And are not we frieuds?"
She opened wide eyes. mot yet
surely"
"Well. let's pretend then" he urged
The girl, gazing at him with more ap.
proval. relcntcd little.
Lets pretend by all means. I will
therefore introduce myself ms the
Princess Of the Blue Forgetmenots,
who lives In yonder enchanted castle,
waving her hand toward the hill
Maxwell sighed contentedly.
what n lovely name. 1t exactly
suits your eyes. And Is Mrs. Cory
your aunt, them" hurrying on at signs
of danger. "Why haven't | met you
beforef l will come and call" reaec'
lively. II love Mrs. Cory" The girl
flushed.
mo, no, you mustn't" she cried nb'
ruptly-"that is, my aunt is ILL.," halt
confused. Then, at MaXwell's puzzled
stare, she broke into persuasion. Don't
you see how the whole thing would be
spoiled?" she cried "If we We're to
meet at teas and chatter inanities ms
people do, II you were to meet me ont
as plain Miss Smith-can't you see
don't you underestimate
"But'-objected Maxwell. The girls
eyes flashed.
"Oh, very well. then; do It," she de
clared. "What does 1t matter anyway
l should not have come here, should
not have spoken to you at all, YOU
have shown me that quite plainly
Therefore in any case | think the &c
quaintance had better stop here an(
now"
But" interposed Maxwell again
sGpnY,'t \
to meet you again somewhere, any
where?" recklessly. "What do l care
for Mrs. Cory? You will come back
here?" he implored. The girl smiled.
"You will promise to stay on YOU
own side of the hedge?"
"If l must" obedently. "But-an
I never to cross IT." Her face changed
"Before / leave will myself breal
the spell, and then perhaps"-she hest
tated. But until then, no."
"You are going" in alarm. Sh'
laughed again.
"Surely you cannot expect me to re
main forever"
~ could remain here-forever," h,
answered.
"On the other side of the fence?" witt
tilted chin.
"On the other side" emphatically
"Would l were there now!
ALREADY wishing for my departure
murmured the girl in exaggerated re
proach. "Goodby, then; this time reall
goodby."
"But you will come back?" eagerly.
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