The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1908-02-14
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so their stranger eyes met and con-
quered. Without bothering with the
formalities of social life, he spoke
gaily:
Surely the world has grown young
again with the rising SUM-"
THE world is more fortunate than
we, for 1t grows young each day, while
we become older"
He smiled, such a fascinating smile
never seen before, motioning to a seat
on great rock.
There is a dawn which comes to
some that makes the old young again.
1t washes clean the slate of life, brings
those who understand into paradise,
of perhaps but day, but that day is
worth lifetime"
The blood surged in her veins, but
she asked wonderingly:
What is that dawn"
THE dawn of love-" he replied
promptly, his eyes seeking hers.
Once more the blood throbbed in the
girls veins and ran madly to the roots
of her hair, while he asked, half mock
ingly:
Has that dawn come to your"
She shook her head, whispering:
II want to see IL"
do you? 1t is a lovely sight and
experience. l would like to see your
face soften and grow beautiful under
its magic light" he continued, laying
his white hand upon the brown one of
the girl. Il will tell you of one.
Imagine a lovely face, crowned with
golden hair"
She was delighted that her hair was
golden.
"A broad, low brow, beneath which
are set like twin stars eyes of violet
hue, heavily fringed with black
lashes Imagine me gazing into those
eyes," here his arm stole about her
waist, until can see the soul hiding
there"
The black lashes dropped over the
violet eyes until they were hidden.
Imagine" went on the deep, fascin-
ating voice of the speaker, my glance
calling into being a glorious blush like
the suns Illuminating rays, and my
drawing to my shoulder the little head
Of gold until the moments shyness
passed Then, just as | felt that the
rays my heart had sent out were pene-
trating the cold mists Of maiden inno-
cence and ignorance of the magical
noontide of love, l would lift the dim
pied chin and press my lips upon the
dewy ones, so close to my own, then,
darling, do you think you could ina
CINE a dawn of love?"
His ardent kisses left but little to
the imagination. Her heart beat mad
ly, her eyes flashed, for she under
stood, this girl of sixteen, the mystery
OF love.
II could keep on kissing you for
ever" the man whispered.
II am willing" was her half-laugh-
ing reply, and like two children, hand
in hand they wandered away into the
adjoining woods and, sitting on the
soft grass, they joined with the birds
and wild flowers in perfect enjoyment
of the wonderful day.
Above them the birds sung; the
water of brook rippled and the sun
smiled down upon them. Their love-
making was so sweet and yet so
natural. They, the one man and the
one woman in all the world. The
lives they had lived prior to this day
seemed dreams, already forgotten.
Again and again she whispered:
81 want to know another life, l will
never go back" and he held her closer
in his arms and would not think ahead,
but stilled the scarlet lips with mad
kisses.
1t was a day she felt was worth
lifetime of suffering. To have once
reached the apex of happiness, though
it last but for the day, was worth an
eternity of sober living. Yet, when the
twilight came, the birds cea sed sing
ing, the waters no longer T.ppied, but
surged angrily towards the falls, for
he left her.
The mans farewell was so like him
and his sex She knew 1t, with the
knowledge which had come OF this