Waterbury evening Democrat., 1906-05-15

beautiful. But he had seen how the,
 tempted other boys to extravaganc,
 and was content with sly glance a
 them now and then.
 q don't ever expect to fall in love- said Trove confidently.
 "Waal, love Is thing that alway. takes ye by surprise" the other an swered. Mrs. Vaughn is widow, an we generally stop there the first da. out. She's poor woman, an it givel her lift" -. s"
 They came shortly to the little weath CT stained house of the widow. As they approached, a girl, with arms bare t( the elbow, stood looking at them, hel
 hand shading her eyes.
 Co boss. CO boss! Co boss!' sh,
 was calling in a sweet, girlish treble.
 Trove came up to the gate, and pres ently her big, dark eyes were looking into his own. That very moment ht trembled before them as q reed shaker by the wind. Long after then he said that something in her voice had f1rst appealed to him. Her soft eyes were indeed, of those that quicken the hearts 1 of men. It is doubtful if there were ir all the world lovelier thing than tha, wild flower of girlhood up there in the hills. She was no dream of romance dear reader. In one of the public build ings of certain capital her portrait has been hanging these forty years and wins from all who pass it the hom. age of a long look. but Trove said often i that she was never quite so lovely as | that day she stood calling the cows her shapely brown face aglow with the light of youth. her dark hair curling on | either side as it fell to her shoulders
 Good day." said he. little embar- 1 rassed.
 Good day" said she coolly, turning toward the house.
 Trove was now in the midst of the cattle. Suddenly dog rushed upon them. and they took fright. For mo- ment the boy was in danger of being trampled, but leaped quickly to the backs of the cows and rode to safety. After supper the men sat talking in the stable door. beyond which. on the hay. they were to sleep that night. but Trove stood long time with the girl, whose name was Polly, at the little gate of the widow.
 They seemed to meet there by acci- dent. For moment they were afraid nf A tn ftNv, Polly picked sprig of lilac. He could see tremble in her hand as she gave it to him. and he felt his own bushes.
 Couldn't you say somethingT' she whispered, with smile.
 live been trying to think of some thing" he stammered.
 Anything will do," said the girl, laughing, as she retreated a step or two and stood with an elbow leaning on the board fence. She had on her best gown.
 It was curious interview, the words of small account. the silences full of that power which has been the very light of the world. If there were only some way of reporting what followed the petty words-swift, arrows of the eye. lips trembling with the peril of unuttered thought, faces lighting with sweet discovery or darkening with doubt-well. the author would have better confidence r for - srrt.
 Their glances met. The boy hesi- tated.
 T don't think you look quite as love ly in that dress.' he ventured.
 A shadow of disappointment came into her face, and she turned away. The boy was embarrassed. He had taken a misstep. She turned impa- tiently and gave him glance from head to foot.
 But you're lovely enough now," he ventured again.
 There was quick movement of her lips. flicker of contempt in her eyes. It seemed an age before she answered him. "Flatterer," said she presently. look ing down and jabbing the fence top with pin. T suppose you think I'm very homely."
 "I always mean what say" Then you'd better be careful. You might spoil me" She smiled faintly, turning her face away. How sor' Don't you know" said she seriously. "that when girl thinks she's beautiful she's spoiled?' Their bushes had begun to fade. their words 10 come easier. Guess I'm spoilt. too" said the boy. looking away thoughtfully. ''I don't know what to say. but some time may be. you will know me better and be- 1 iieve me" He spoke with some dig nity. 'I know who you are" the girl an- 1 ,wered. coming nearer and looking into ! his eyes. You're the boy that came | put of the woods in a little red sleigh" How did you know:" Trove inquir- ! ,d. for he was not aware that any out 1 tide his own home knew if. "A man told us that came with the l ,attle last year. And he said you must 1 belong to very grand folks" And how did he know that?"
 By your looks.' By my looksT Yes. IT suppose he thought you . iidn't look like other boys around l lere" She was now plying the pin | -ery attentively. ''I must be a very curious looking 1 ,oy" ''Oh. not very- said she, looking at l