Oxford Democrat., 1909-03-02

sweet waist with me couldn't have
resisted pressing it upon her, and
| don't believe she would have refused.
AS soon rs Mr. Brett got me nicely
settled IN my room he said we wouldn''
meet again during the journey. wa:
sorry and wanted to know why, so ht
explained that his ticket was different
from mine hope that is the only rea
son. really. and that it isn't because ht
thinks he ought not to be travelling
with me. suppose he is going second
class.
did miss him at dinner, which hat
| In q grand restaurant car about balf q
| mile away from NE In the train. II
was fun being there, seeing all the
people and being served by fascinating
black walters, but IL would have been
more fun with him. | longed to ex
claim to Mr.. Brett about the glorious
sunset which marched with us along
the Hudson river for an enchanted
hour. and couldn't half enjoy it fol
wondering every minute as 1t changed
from one beauty to another whether
he were watching too.
We have tenderly radiant sunsets al
home, which love, but they're not
startlingly magnificent as in America
where all things-even cloud effects
are managed on such sensational
scale. | saw some skies to remember
| in Newport, though never one like this
but perhaps the magical charm of IL
was partly dependent on the gle.. ming
river.
When the daylight blue had faded
there was kind of dusky lull; then. as
If flames leaped up out of the clear wa
ter. river and mountains and sky rii
gold. reddening slowly till the color
burned deep and vivid at the heart of II
rose. From crimson was born violet
soft blue violet that hung like Il robe
over the mountains, while the living
azure OF the river was slashed with
silver, and as one gaZed and gaaed
afraid to turn away, there broke Il sud
den flood Of amethyst light out Of the
floating haze. 1t was dazzling for Il
moment, but before one realized the
change the brilliance had been drung
up by purple shadows. The outline OF
trees and foothills melted into the
pansy gloom. and. at last, with one
dying quiver Of lighs. all warmth OF
color was blotted out. Water and sky
paled to Il pensive gray-blue. and. as
the French say. ''it made night"
There was tremendous menu for
dinner such rs we used 10 have for
breakfast Oh shipboard. and droves o:
things whose names Id never hear!
before. Just for curiosity ordered
several Of the strangest, and F0Ec o.
them were great success. FOR III.
stance, there was .succotash." which
sounds rs If 1t might be Il cultural IN
suit flung 1t the mouth of one red In.
dian brave by another, but when il
was ttiguratively speakingJ llung at
mine by black waiter II turned OFT
to b. something more in the nature OF
compliment 1t looked like bcrylS
mixed with bcarls, thoigh ii was real.
ly only green beans stirred up with
American corn. and the tVO got on 81
well together you felt they had been
born for each otter.
It's Eow about 2 O'Clock in the morn.
ing, and 1t seems us If we must have
raced across half America. but we
have a long. long way to 60 still
so says the soft brown thing. wEu
looked in Cn me about IN hour ago T.
ask in casual way whether. If she
should 60 TO Europe to live, she might
not be taken for an Italian?
When WAS little girl and my
nurse used to make up tales TO put ne
to sleep at night. would sometime;
get impatient and tell her to go down
into the story and find out what hap
pened next" Just now | feel AS i!
that is what slonld like to do In my
future.