Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1905-12-24

Il 11dCn II HOI d sweet pink llS III II!
Il like It marvelously well, thy
gay new gown, Mistress Margery. And
as for the sweet pink sprig in it, l see none
prettier, albeit the apple-tree holdeth
boughs of blossoms DER your head"
She stood on the steps of the old wall,
somber gray stone and clinging green vines
her background, a gnarled apple-tree spread
ing over her a canopy of pearl and rose. Her
skirts upheld at each side revealed be-
witching vision of lace ruftles and dainty feet
in high-heeled slippers. On her golden head
was a great hat encircled with a wreath of
pink roses Her quantity cut bodice left bare
her lovely throat and bit of snowy bosom.
But prettier than the new gay gown
and the sweet pink sprig and the apple
Dough" He paused; his tongue faltered,
but his eyes did not. He was in the costume
of nearly two centuries ago: long hose and
knee breeches, low shoes with big silver
buckles, a coat of Wide-spreading skirts,
a long vest of rich stuff, ruffled shirt front,
hair queued, powdered and tied with a
ribbon bow, a three cornered hat in his hand.
But the year was 1892, the occasion a
Colonial lawn party given by the state
regent of the Colonial Danes in the interest
of the Mary Washington Monument Fund.
The DANES daughter, Mistress Margery,
represented her own great-great-g grand
mama; and the young man was decked out
in garments that had belonged to his
great-great uncle.
is Mistress Evelyn Bird" So Mistress
Margery finished his sentence for him.
Now the lady personifying Mistress
EVELYN Byrd was the belle of the season,
and Mistress Margery was jealous somewhat
and somewhat disposed to make life difficult
for her own worshipers, playing them one
against the other that they might be Jeal-
Gus Also though, sweet soul, she visit not
certainly the nature of her own infirmity
Il Think he said slowly mine eyes
were upon Mistress Margery"
But your mind was otherwhere. l.
being of a gra 2ious temper and reasonable
withd make excuse therefor; and since you
may not. be at Mistress Evelyn's side be-
cause of the throng that surrounds her, |
will cen undertake to console you all | can"
He dropped his mincing step and manner
and came forward briskly, his gay dress
sitting none the less bccomingly upon
him because of the change. Come, Ma
Taking her hand, he drew her gently to
upon the old stone steps and placed himsel
her that he might look up into her eyes.
She tried to meet his regard with firmnt
her lashes dropped until they rested on her
and her cheeks grew roster, until they riva
pinllest of the apple-blossoms that driftet
upon her hat and shoulders and into her lap
Still he gazed upon her until he seemed
dream. Margery," he said, are we real
in the last century, or are we living in this
An | know not she answered softl
seems was sitting here and thus with you ag
Il could almost believe in the Oriental {
of reincarnaton." He spoke with a low
Margery, do you remember how that wi
from India told us that whatsoever man
with his whole heart will be some day his?"
Moo All | can recall is THAT the swar
a wonderful turban and a sash of delicious
colored silk and that he assured us he wa.