Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-03-20

Then l do not want to be an angel l
had rather be what j am. Besides, angels
do not have tempers: they do not long
for things they should not have: they
have no sweethearts" She caught him
roughly by the arms. 'Ah, if anything
should happen to you / should die! 1t
seems as though l had hundred hearts
and that they had all melted into one for
love of You. Do men love as women love?
Is il everything and all things, or only
an incident? l would give up my soul
To you if you asked for it,
Il ask only for your love. Gretchen;
only that. And he pressed her hands.
All men are rogues, more or less. There
are SO many currents and eddes entering
into mans life. 1t is made up of a
thousand variant interests. No. man
love is never like woman's. But re-
member this, Gretchen. 1 loved you the
best l knew how as man loves but
once. honorably as il was possible. purely
and dearly.
The shade of trouble crossed her face.
why are you always talking like that?
Do i not know that you love me? Have
] not my dowry. and are we not to be
married after. the vintage"
But your Singing
Singing? Why. my voice belongs to
you; for your sake L wish to be great.
for no other reason.
lie ripped bunch of grapes from the
vine. thing careful vintner should
do and held 1t toward her.
Have you ever heard Of the kissing
cherries" he asked
She shook her head. He explained.
This bunch Will do very we'll
lie took one grape at the bottom III his
teeth. Gingerly Gretchen did the same
Their lips met in a smothered laughter
Then they tried It again.
And this Vatican picture met the gaze
of two persons on the terrace below
Tins f.4rn nF h-a n
an explosion but the smiling face of the
other restrained this vocal thunder. The
old head vintner kicked a stone sava2ely
and at this rafting noise Gretchen and
her lover turned. They beheld the stew
ard and peering over his shoulder the
amused countenance of the Princess
Hildegarde.
You began the steward, no longer
able to contain himself.
Patience, hoffman, warned her high
ness. Then she laughed blithely. 1t was
such charming picture, and never had
she seen a handsomer pair of bucoic
lovers. 4 sudden pang drove the merri-
ment from her face. All. but she envied
Gretchen. For the peasant there was
freedom, there was the chosen mate: but
for the princess
Your hat, scoundrel.' cried Hoffman
The vintner snatched off his hat apollo
getically and swung it round on the tips
OF his fingers.
lis this the way you work?'
Il have picked nine baskets
You should have picked twelve
1t interested her highness to note that
this handsome young fellow was not
afraid of the head winner. So this was
Gretchen's lover? He was really hand
some: there was nothing coarse about his
features figure. And presently she
realized that he was returning her Scr1l-
tiny with interest. lie had never seen her
highness AT close range before and he
now saw that Gretchen was more beauti-
full only because he saw her through the
eyes OF lover.
The pause was broken by Gretchen.
PA rdon, highness.'
For what Gretchen"
For not having seen your approach
THAT was my fault not yhu--- When
is the weddins?"-
After the vintage, hghness.
Her highness then spoke to the bride
sroom-elect. You will be good 10 her?"
Who could help il. your highness?''
The pronoun struck her oddly, for peas
ants, as a usual thing. never used it in
addressing the nobility.
We'll, on the day of the wedding /
will stand sponsor TO you both. And good
luck go with you. Come, Hoffman; my
horse will be FESTIVE and my men i'm
patient.
She passed down The aisle, and the head