The watchman and southron. [volume] (Sumter, S.C.) 1881-1930, 1905-09-13

VSG:SJ much as they walked Ee
wanted to be told that he could look at
her for thousand years. The small
face was rarely and exQuisitely mod
eled, but perhaps just now the salient
characteristic Of her beauty (for the
salient characteristic seemed to be a
different thing at different tines was
the coloring. delicate glow under the
white skin. a glow that bewitched him
in its seeming to reflect the rich bene-
diction of the MONDAY sun that blazed
overhead.
Once he had thought the way to the
Briscoe homestead rather long walk.
but now the distance sped Indignantly.
Strolled they never so slow, it was less
than young birds futter from Il
wood" With her acQuiescence he rolled
cigarette, and she began to hum light
ly the air of a song, a song Of inefably
gentle, slow movement.
That, and a reference Of the morning
and perhaps the smell Of his tobacco
mingling with the fragrance of her
roses. awoke again the old reminis-
cence Of the night before. A clearly
outlined picture rose before him-the
high green slopes and cool cliff walls
of the coast Of Maine and the sharp
little estuary waves be lazily watched
through half closed lids while the pale
smoke of his cigarette blew out under
the rail of a waxen deck where he lay
cushioned. And again woman pelted
his face with handfuls Of rose petals
and cried: up. lad. and at 'em! Yon-
der is Winter Harbor!" Again be sat
in the oak raftered casino. breathless
with pleasure. and heard a young girl
sing the Angels Serenade." a young
girl who looked so bravely unconscious
of the big, hushed crowd that listened.
looked so pure and bright and gentle
and good, that he had spoken Of her as
"Sir Galahad's little sister," He had
been much taken with this child, but
he had not thought Of her from that
time to this. he supposed. He had al
most forgotten her. No! Her face
suddenly stood out to his view as
though be saw her with his physical
eye, a sweet and vivacious child's face.
with light brown hair and gray eyes
and short upper lip like curled rose
leaf.' And the voice
He stopped short. "You are Tom
Meredith's little cousin
s.rl,o To cho answered
and stretched out her hand to him.
81 rera cmber YOU
"Isn't it time:"
"Ah, but never forgot YOU he
cried. 81 thought l had. didn't know
who it was I was remembering. |
thought it was fancy, and it was mem
ory. l never forgot your voice. sing
ing. and l remembered your face. TOO.
though thought didn't" He drew
q deep breath. That was why
tom has not forgotten you" she
said as he paused.
Would you mind shaking hands
cnce more:" he asked.
She gave him her hand again. with
al my heart. Why:
I'm making a record of it; that's
ALL Thank you
"They called me Sir Galahads 1T
tie sister all one summer because the
great John Harkless called me that.
You danced with me in the evening
"Did r.
"Ah," she said. shaking her head.
"you were too busy being in love with
pretty Mrs. Van Skuyt to remember a
waltz with only me!s I was allowed to
meet you as reward for singing my
very best, and you-you bowed with
the indulgence Of a grandfather and
asked me to dance"
Like a grandfather! How young l
was then. How time changes us!'
"I'm afraid my conversation did not
make a great impression upon you"
she continued.
"l;ut II dld. am remembering very
FAST. If you will wait a moment will
:el you some Of the things you said
The girl laughed nlerrily. Whenever
she laughed he realized that it was be-
coming terribly difficult not to tell her
how adorable she WIS. Il wouldn't
risk it if were you she warned him.
because l didn't speak to Wv at all.
shut my lips tight and trembled all
over every bit of the time WAS dane
ing with YOU. did not Sleep ihat
night, and was unhappy. wondering
what the great Harkless would think
OF me- I knew he thought ME unutter-
ably stupid because couldn't talk to
him. I wanted to send him word that
knew | had bored him. | couldn't
enGure that he shouldn't know that
knew had. Dut lie was not thinking
of me in amy way. He had gone to
sea again in his white boat. the un-
grateful pirate. cruising with Mrs. Van
Skuyt."
How time does change u.s. said
John. You are wrong. though. ga
think of you. have al
Yes she interrupted. tossing her
head in airy travesty Of the stage CO.
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