The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1910-04-26

were really she. 1t did not appear
that she was changed. but that I
looked at her through different eyes
from before. Her figure did not face
me. but she was looking at me side
wise. was troubled | longed for
her. she was with me. but was not
sure she was the same person. While
| gazed In perplexity she turned, and
| saw the birthmark on her neck.
Then she came to me. seemingly wad-
ing through water, and took my hand.
| drew her down beside me and said
reproachfully:
why did you leave me?'
u couldn't help it. 1t was fate Ey-
erything changes in this world"
1t did not occur to me that this was
vague answer. At any rate, | was
satisfied with it.
Are you going away again 2" asked.
mo. not now; some day."
when will that be?'
"A long, long while from now"
And will you love me until this sep
aration comesY'
Il will love you always. here and
where go
Il will go with you You shall not
go without me-"
Then hand in hand we were climb
ing the mountain | had seen from the
window. We seemed to be ascending
as If bouyed by wings. Eager to reach
that cloudlike summit | had seen. we
pressed on and on, but whenever
looked up to see if we neared it we
were as far below as before Turning
to look back, the houses beneath ap-
peared like ant hills Then | felt the
snow slowly moving beneath me.
1T Is an avalanche." | exclaimed.
We were turned toward the valley
and hand in hand slid down the noun
tain. Though we moved with accel-
Grated pace we kept our feet. We
were like two gulls soaring. then, turn
ing their wings aslant. sailing down an
aerial incline. Suddenly the snow be-
fore US began to pile up against the
base of cliff We lost our balance.
and. head downward. felt tons of
snow piling on top of me.
mo bones broken" | heard a voice
say close beside me- If there's no in
ternal injury he will be all right
| opened my eyes. was lying on
hard snow while people stood about
me, all looking very anxious. One of
them, girl, stood gazing down upon
me with a pair of mild eyes in which
there was world of sympathy. There
must have been something In nv
glance TO affect her, for she lowered
her eyes. blushed and turned away. AS
she did so she exposed one side of
her neck. 1t bore a birthmark shaped
like rose leaf.
Whats the matter?' | asked.
Matter! Why, you have fallen twen-
ty feet FROM the ledge up there
l remembered passing over a ledge.
but didn't remember anything else.
How long have / been uncon-
scious?' l asked.
"You fell this very minute. Here;
take little of this
A party Of tourists happened to be
passing when fell and among them
doctor From where l lay l could see
the Alpine peak Jungfrau had been
looking at it during the period of my
Inconsistencies. which might have
been an enthusiastically small fraction
Of time. had seen the girl with a
birthmark only during the same space
of time.
They wished to assist me to the ho
tel just below, at Sheidig. but | con-
cluded to try my legs The doctor
gave me his hand. and | got on my
feet. One of the tourists who stood
about me volunteered TO go with me
but / got on fairly we'll without his
assistance.
What l have recorded is the begin
ming of love story; but, though
have no objection to telling a dream,
l shrink from giving the thoughts and
feelings of myself and the lady of my
love. was less interested in dis
covering whether l had displaced any
Of my internal parts than getting on
the track Of the girl with birth
mark. / missed her at Sheidig. but
sail (casinol at Interlaken. slipping a
lemonade. / logged her footsteps for
days before | succeeded in corralling
her-that is. before | could find her
lighted, so to speak. and | could get
mutual acquaintance to introduce
me. finally cornered her on the Rigo.
near Lucerne, and. as luck would have
it. my friend Jim Thompson was there.
too, and was acquainted with her.
expected under the influence of my
dream that l should have as easy
time getting her as had during that
long drawn out infinitesimally short
period. Instead, l had a real woman
to deal with and not a creation of my
own fancy.
There was no dream for her. | was
to her an ordinary parsonage with
whom neither dreams nor romance had
anything to do | was obliged to lay
siege to her heart and advance by reg
ular approaches. 1 made very slow
progress. Nevertheless by persistence
finally conquered. and it was not
till then that told her this story.