Los Angeles herald. [microfilm reel] (Los Angeles [Calif.]) 1900-1911, 1909-04-11

Fancy your asking me such question"
answered wise-lookng little Margot
fuilv on her friend: dOf course, do'
She was serious rather eery little
creature, with quite nimous OF
golden brown hair about her head,
and an eager delcately shaped tace, whlcn now 1,
ever was so dominated by her great eyes that IKE
some flowers she seemed to be nothing ouf eyes
Looking at her, might well believe that II there
were any ghosts about, or any spirit faces III the
wind Margot would see them =,
Her friend Phoebe Somerset TALL graceful GIRL
with dreams too in her deep-brown eyes; but they
were the dreams this world can fulfil and the oeauty
of her exquisite face was the beauty OF ls Dbereas
the beauty of little Margots face was the Deauy
fary or spirit the beauty of Phoebe Somerset was tne
beautv of beautiful woman of this and no o1neT
n1anet Her brown hair was very thick and glossy on
her head but it was just beautiful human hair ana
made no strange light about her head as MaIgot au,
and her regular features and creamy skin and Laughing
d ns were all so to say concretely beautiful without
being in the least mysterious She was as demonstrao
beautiful as rose and her face might have seemed
little characteress but for its look of exceptional IN
tegence and the observant elves OF humor mat hSeu
in her eyes and at the corners OF her mouth; ..
Fancy your asking me such queSuoh' vi eoui'e'
I dol" Margot had said.
SWELL don't, you know, Margot -,
"You pretend you don't-or, perhaps, you think you
don't like lots of other people. But in your heart
yo @I wonder if | do" said Phoebe musngy. Well"
she added presently you're going to laugh at me- but
certainly had quite amusing dream last night,
and l can't help thinking about it, You, little wise
woman, shall tell me what it means
''Well," Phoebe began, L thought was SWIM
ming"
aoh that's good dream" Margot eagerly inter
rupted, Swimming is great good fortune-any dream
book will tell you that But go OH .
"Yes, I was swimming, and swimming with won
derful ease and pleasure. shall never forget the joy
business of it, the happy of power had swan
Just as easily as bird flies, swan on and on with
Undesirable elation. 1t seemed to me l could never
tire and that had only to wish to swim anywhere and
any distance I wanted First | remember that l was
swimming river with the greenest of grassy banks
and the brightest ripping water hen seemed to
have come to great harbor and was swimming in
and out among the kees OF enormous ships; and next
right out to sea. shall never forget how blue
and fresh the water was, and how the sun shone and
how wonderfully lonely it was, and yet how perfectly
safe felt remember the sun setting, and the moon
rising while still swan and till it seemed fell
asleep somewhere in that I remember waking up
for a moment lazily opening one eye and dreamily
seeing the above me, and feeling my body sway
ing luxurously in the heaving water. Then l rested
ack into it again, and when | next awoke, the sun
ad risen and there, little way off, was an island all
white sand and palms, and to it, and presently
big breaker carried like she'll and laid me upon
the beach, | sat up and looked around. The trees
were not palms, as l had thought I had never seen
any trees quite like them All can remember OF them
was that they wonderfully green, and that they
were clustered thick with shining leaves. Also they
seemed filled with invisible BIRDS which made the whole
island ring with their songs | have never imagined
anything so perfectly happy the sound of those
birds singing out there in the middle of the
trees and the birds Not another living thing. except
myself Presently l stood up and just little afraid,
walked over the sand lip among the trees And there
streamed from the trees fragrance of such sweet
ness that describe it than describe
the sweet singing of the birds. soft breeze blew
like happy sigh the island, and it passed among
The the hidden birds seemed to sing together like
the ringing of nnumerabe golden chimes. But still
/ could see no BIRDS and suddenly that there
fruit shining under the leaves clusters of small
golden fruit that glittered with almost binding
radiance where it caught the light
Phoebe stopped moment. And now," she continued
"the mischevous Puck of dreams had of course, to
the whole beautiful dream into jest-for what
do you think the fruit under the leaves turned out
to be?"
Margot couldn't guess
wedding rings!" answered Phoebe laughing Just
PAN We iir'0 said fq Msrgef A ESqqPS'"SS
-'Yes just .weddng-ri and it wasn't birds at all
that made that wonderful chiming-it was just the
breeze playing among the wedding rings but must
say" added Phoebe laughing, Il never heard such
sweet music as they made; can hear them yet-chin
ing, Ginning there on that green island right away in
the middle of the sea-"
swell, that's not very difficult dream to read is
t?' said Margot.
"You mean Pm to be married this year, or some
such nonsense, suppose It was too silly for such
pretty dream to end like that. You must be
never to tell anyone about it. They would say was
"And aren't YOU Phoebe?" asked Margot, coming
closer to her friend and looking up into her face with
"Margotl" almost shrieked Phoebe. taking Margot
by the shoulders, and shaking her with mock indgna-
ton You perfectly awfg M, child What do you mean'
"Yes, DEAR" Margot interrupted, smiling "we all
know that you could have been married and
again. and that you've had many proposals there
are wedding rings on your island But don't you
that having rejected almost every kind of man possible
your case grows the more desperate"
mot exactly desperate Margot-say exciting"
"Wel, exciting then, and the harder it to find
the more anxious, anyway curious, you become as
to what when he does arrive, the wonder-man will
be like"
eyes, wonder what he will be like. wonder" said
Phoebe dreamily
"Have you no idea, no picture of him in your mind"
mot the least ! shall know him the instant set
eyes him. that's all and my heart will say There
he is; he has come at last. >"
Suppose he to conner"
"But he will. | know he will come"
"He doesn't always you know, | don't think mine
will ever come" said Margot wistfully.
"You silly child. What do you mean?"
Il mean that want the impossible"
$50 do J." answered Phoebe, laughing. 1--WE all want
the impossible and if we want it hard enough it
" comes to US day out of the sky"