The bee., 1909-01-28
An ( arthIY
Paradise
BY kathorIn Jarvoe.


She was slender and delicate, with an
exquisite, appealing beauty lie was
big and strong and lusty
They met at the seashore, and, in
the privacy created by crowd, their
intimacy grew apace. She knew be-
fore she had spoken to him at all
that she loved him. AS soon as he
touched her hand he knew that she
was the only girl he ever could love.
The gossips smiled and nodded,
whispering behind open fans as COS,
sips will The first interview lasted
only an hour, but II ended down be-
hind the overturned boat that lies at
the foot OF the cliff and the boat
screened HIS first kiss.
All through the evening. far into the
night, that kiss hung as a veil between
him and the rest of the world.
As for her, she remembered him In
her prayers that night Please. dear
God, bless Jackl For he was Jack to
her, Jack and only Jack, and It seemed
to her that In asking God to bless him,
she was asking for a blessing for her
entire world.
The next morning they met as old
acquaintances meet--no, as lovers
meet-and stralghtway they entered
into Paradise. They were the FIRST
two. They we're the only two. The
day heightened. the shadows grew and
with the shadows came the. angel
with the flaming sword.
To the two there appeared a stran-
ger, stranger who attracted his at
tention from that first love OF his. She
stood aloof from them for a moment,
then begged some trlning aid from
him. then led him far away, down the
beach, a long, long distance from the
overturned boat
When he returned there was no radi-
ant Eve awaiting him in the garden.
Had he dallled too longy Had she
grown tired OF waiting? Had she
thought him faithless? The sands
about the boat we're empty, desolatel
The gates of Paradise we're closed. A
gray sea-fog held all the world.
He waited while the night closed in
about him, but he saw no glimpse OF
her, he heard no sound Of her In the
early morning, he sought her, first by
the overturned boat where the Garden
OF Eden had 80 lately hourished. then
up and down all the long length OF the
beach. But his search was vain.
At last he found her, though. sitting
on the sand sheltered by a circle OF
those silly. whispering gossips. There
could be no speech with her under
their watching eeys. near their listen
ing ears. She would not raise her,
eyes to his. although he felt IN every
Quivering nerve that she knew that he
was near
One by one the gosslps drifted away.
Were they being kind 10 him or only
kind to love?
With downcast eyes and fingers alb
sorbed in her work. she sat alone, too
proud 20 fly from MIN.
His heart at his finger-tips. ready to
lay at her feet. he approached her
softly.
"Dosia," he whispered. but she did
not even raise her eyes. --afsAAsG
"Dosia. Dosia, pleased" ne implored.
and still her eyelids did not CULVER.
''Dosia, Dosia, won't you speak to
me! Don't yQn Know met"
He was PROSTATE at her feet, and
now she raised her eyes. her eyes that
had been blue and soft az the sky at
noon, but now were cold as steel. from
them shot the CLEANS that the de-
mon Of jealousy had stolen from the
angels flaming sword. -S1+-Sa'~t
81? know you? Yes. / know Just
who and what you are" Her voice
was ironical.
They we're the only words she
spoke. Again with downcast eyes she
went on with her work. But he knew
that the end OF all things had come
and he strobe away to face future as
long and as empty and as cold as
eternity.
After long time, though, he. too.
found consolation In work, In kind or
work that enabled him to forget even
love. He built high sand fort with a
tower that might reach even TO the
stars. And her work? II was a deep,
deep tunnel under the sand. For he
he was only Ave years old and she was
only six.-The Bohemian.