The citizen. (Frederick City, Md.) 1895-1923, 1905-01-20


and down the street as if watching for
some one. He caught her wandering
glance and waved his hand, smiling
brightly Then he put both hands to
his mouth, making a horn, and called
something to her, which she could not
hear above the roar of the street.
"He is like Il boy" she thought and
laughed in sympathy with his evident
joyousness. There is never any gloom
or any uncertainty about him." adding
sadly: "Men are so sure of themselves
and of one another. l wish-I wish l
knew if he thinks only of my money,
as all the others seem to do"
Still watching his eager face, she
knew that whatever he had been wait
ing for was coming, and he pointed up
the street and laughed again as he ran
lightly down the steps.
Two young Italians, a man and a
woman, We're making ready to play.
The girl wore a rose wreath on her
dark hair, and her eyes were filled with
the light of love as she looked fondly
in the face of her companion
The strains of the music came to Miss
Markham in fitful snatches. mingled
with the noises of the street. She saw
that Hammond was listening as if to a
symphony, and she wondered a little
as to the meaning of the scene. She
saw him place something in the girls
small brown hand, and then the man
took off his cap with low obeisance,
and the girl courtesied prettily as Ham
mond raised his hat politely and made
his way to the automobile
"What is it?' she questioned briefly
as he took his seat.
"Only the beautiful outcome of lit
tie romance that l have watched as it
blossomed here amid the sordid rush
of business"
"They are lovers, these two?" fall
ing in with his mood
Eyes. Welded last night. Two mag
nifcent types of primitive humanityv'
with the enthusiasm of artistic percep-
ton.
They watched the two as they went
down the street, each pushing the pi-
ano with one hand, while the other
hands We're clasped.
'Will you tell me about them? she
asked as they reached a broad, quiet
avenue away from the din and confu-
sion of the city.
"Are you really interestedY turning
to look at her curiously.
every much So Please tell me-"
"They are Antoine and Carita. They
may have other names. These are all
/ know | have watched them from
my window all winter. He had tiny
fruit stand on the corner, and she was
errand girl in big millinery establish
ment on the next street. l saw the
first love glances, and swear by Bun
ker Hill they did not come from An
tome"
Miss Markham laughed softly.
Il watched Carita passing and re-
passing. making several trips by the
little stand for each errand. Then
there would be days when she did moi
come at all, and Antoine's neck would
have been safer in those days if it had
really been made of rubber instead OF
the material provided by the Creator
Miss Markham smiled approximately
She could fancy the ardent italian gaz
ing up and down the street watching
for his sweetheart.
swell, occasionally making pretense
of an abnormal desire for bananas,
rushed out to the stand while she was
still lingering there, and so l some
times overheard few sentences-theii
sort Italian love words sounding lik,
bird notes in spring. Can't you fancy
them building nest somewhere OIL
Doughs and moss-they wouldn't re
quire much more than the birds. vol
know-and settling down like the birds
to sing their love songs and rear theil
young?"
A new light shone in Miss Mark.
hams clear eyes.
And this is the man whom the girls
describe as mere business automa.
ton," she thought, but she only said
encouragingly, "Well?"
Hammond's head swan for an in