Waterbury evening Democrat., 1906-09-04

C8l1Ou UoCR tlIO IIOUlo vVIC0s \ long silence followed. broken only by the varied hounds that help to make the summer. Presently the young scholar caught sight of the book Mollie had been SC i intent upon. It was an old Greek l grammar-one of his own. He recog- nized 1t at once. Why, little Mollie!" he cried, giv. ing a start that nearly resulted in s 1 catastrophe to the girl poised above him, what are you doing with | Greekr T thought would take 1t up," she answered. with grand air. "as you seem to consider 1t 90 nice." ''Is that a recommendation" he asked. She was silent "Why didn't you ask me to teach | you Greek7 There was just touch ol earnestness in his tone. T did not like to disturb you," shi answered. turning away her head de. murely. But I have not really done any work since came down here; yor know that. quite as well as do. Mol lie, look at me-" T can't; my neck aches on that side
 "Mollie. I am goings away this eve ming" I've heard that before"
 "Mollie. why won't you be kind t me?" T am kind. leave you to youl studies in peace"
 But don't like studying while Tn here"
 "Then why did you say so this after noon" T was trying to think that liket it."
 Mollie turned her head and looked down upon him from her exalted post ton. "But you like Aristotle awfuily don't you?"
 Not when you are near." he said digging his heel into the daisies.
 "Oh! So you are trying to be goot boy this afternoon?"
 T found 1t harder than I thought, he answered, somewhat dejectedly. Poor boy!" she murmured oonsol ingly from full. red lips.
 Another silence ensued. Couldn't you teach me some Greel now?" asked the girl. Say some thing to me in Greek. It would help t pass the time away, you know"
 He looked up with thoughtful eyes
 "Zoe mou sas agapo." he said, re beating the line slowly from Byron 1 Maid of Athens" He knew his Byrol l better than his Aristotle. That's very short sentence, but 1t means , lot"
 What does 1t mean?" she asked leaning towards him.
 Something very nice.' "Say the funny sentence again." sh demanded.
 Zoe mou sas agapo." he murmured as before.
 Do translate it," she urged. Some day I will come back an' translate 1t to you," Ralph said. avoid ing her gaze.
 Thank you," she answered curtly you need not take the trouble. Groel is not 50 very interesting to me: and after all, I don't pretend to be wise. am only a-butterfly. Oh. sit still Ralph! Remember, we are on a sec saw!"
 'Mollie, I want to tell you somethinl -I am going to be wise for once. o rather. 1 am going to try to be wise. ''Is 1t very hard?" l. "Yes, dreadfully."
 "Yet you read Aristotle; and he wa a very wise man." ''Oh, yes, he was all that; but h, didn't understand this sort of thing you know"
 What sort of thingr
 This see-sawing sort of thing.'
 Wasn't that funny sentence iron Aristotlei"
 ''Oh, mo-" An amused smile passet over the young mans face. "Aristotl, never wrote anything so nice as that.
 Tell me what the sentence means and then--and then-and then you car let me down from the see-saw. Bu you'll do 1t gently. won't you!"
 You understand what you arc say ing, MollIe? You understand th, whole of itg"
 She nodded her head.
 He fixed his gaze upon her and be gan translating slowly.
 Zoe means 'life'-mou. of me- asapo means-sas egapo means"
 What does 1t mean?"
 What do you thinkf"
 T can't think: its all Greek to me