CanÌƒon City record. [volume] (CanÌƒon City, Colo.) 1883-192?, 1905-05-04
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In walking.
but l am going to have another
caller" size demurred.
do YOU see him in your teacupi"
asked.
mo: l see him at the gate she
laughed, "although he may be coming
to see mamma. He is very fond OF
mamma. Possibly l shall be AT the
summer house soon."
It was clearly dare, and 1 took il.
l went to the summer house. Around
the summer house are trees and flow
ers; in front Is miniature lake-a
beautiful place, but dangerous one
when a man has no right to tell what
sometimes d,ms his eyes and impedes
his speech.
AS sat down something at my feet
caught my eye. l picked 1t up. 1t was
a heart shaped locket set with rubies.
1t flew open in my hand. disclosing
two scraps Of white cloth. I exam
ined the pieces with some interest. es-
pecIally as noticed that my mono
gram graced the upper one. They were
two corners from one of my handker-
chiefs evidently. Anyway 1t was my
monogram. When my eyes fell on the
other piece bewilderIng lot of
thoughts chased through my brain. for
that piece bore my profile, traced clev-
erly in purple ink, Florine's amulet
q picture of a man she likedy" No
more letting a paltry fortune stand BE-
tween us. II she really cares, and 1t
must be she cares, or
When l apt so far l jumped up and
started joyfully for Florine's presence.
Then another idea assailed me. Sup
pose Florine should think that my find
ing the amulet Influenced my declara-
ton; that 1t was an affair OF honor. so
to speak. / laid the locket carefully
under a small FIR and went back to the
summer house. was scarcely seated
when Florine came flying down the
path, her fimsy gown floating like q
lovely white cloud around her.
You can laugh or you can scold.
don't carer she asserted tearfully. 'T
did wear an amulet. but now it's
Roner'
She sat down by me and dabbed at
her pretty eyes with n square inch Of
lace edged linen.
I neither laughed nor scoided. be-
gan telling her a story:
"Once upon time there lived beau
tiful princess adored by every one. In
her court was a man, neither rich nor
overwise, but loving her. he thought
best of all. She accused him of having
no Imagination, and maybe he had
none. but he saw In the sunset gold of
the princess hair. In every blue flower
hue of her eyes, In every purllng
streamlet, the music of her laughter.
Often he criticised the princess. al
though to him she was perfect
"What did he do II for, then r. cried
Fiorine.
HE had mighty purpose"
Florine giggled. looked at her sus-
piciously. but she made another dab at
her eyes. 80 I went on:
For all his harsh words he repented
in sackcloth and ashes. and when the
dny of his repentance was over he
knelt on the ground at her feet
''Oh, nor corrected Flor.ne. HE
might have taken rheumatism or some
thing"
Were ever eyes so blue or lips so
sweet? l plunged ahead recklessly:
HE took her little hand in his
suiting action to the word-"and put
his arm around her SO and kissed her
like this
How dare your said B1orine very
softly.
II don't dare" I answered meekiy.
4 was only showing you what the mon
princess"
well, go on" she commanded.
Il can't"
'why?"
II don't know what the princess did
after he-nfter that" I sighed. al
though looking at Florine hopefully.
She smiled.
~Oh, the princess said, 4 have lost
my amulet. and can never see hap
piness without It; so methlnks l will
publish a decree that to him who nnd-
eth it will give his hearts DESIRE"
~Describe the AnyIlet o princessr'
'~The decree should state that the
amulet is inclosed within n case of
gold, shaped like my loving heart and
sst around with rubies like drops Of
my own hearts blood; that the anu
let IL Of fine linen, marked with purple;
that each separate line stands for love,
trust. happiness; that all the lines to-
eether form the lineaments of-of-
Tlorine's dark lashes rested upon
very pink cheeks. She hesitated.
II go to search for the amulet" an
nounced, rising.
She looked ut me approvingiy.
peered under the step, made two short
detours in the direction Of the lake.
then discovered It under . small mr.
tree.
Tlorine clapped her little hands.
"How beautifully the story proceedsT