Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1910-02-16


green lines were soon visible. Nothinc
unusual was to be noticed in the lady.s
garden. but In Atwater's careful oh.
server would have seen lines Of tender
green In which could be traced the
letters Il Love-"
AS soon as his letters were largo
enough to be read from the next bonsa
the young man kept a constant watch
with view to discovering whether.
tney were observed. Days passed, and
the delicate lines were lost in the ex-
uberance Of the growth, but never did
the planter see face at the window.
II his declaration had been seen II
mad not met with any response.
Atwater argued In this wise: II she
has seen the flower words and Ia q
person Of ideality, refinement and
kindness she win make reply even
II unfavorable So he waited and
watched. Weeks passed, and neither
the heavens, the air nor the earth gave
sign. Atwater's ideality was giving
way before the Impotence of love, and
ne was about to try some more COM
monplace method. Then one morning
when the air was clear and the sun
was shining on the garden opposite he
fancied he saw in a new growth lust
appearing above the soil that which
might be letters, but since it came up
unevenly he could not be sure at so
great distance. In another moment
he had pair Of glasses leveled at the
flower bed. The only growth that
looked like letters spelled "No.'
Atwater was momentarily discour-
aged, But 1t was evident that there
was more coming up which might
change what appeared to be a refusal.
Again the impatience of love impelled
him to push for an immediate response,
but his ideality again triumphed. He
concluded to wait. Realizing how be
should suffer watching for a response
to his message to grow out of the
ground, he absented himself for sea.
son. He returned late at night, and
the next morning, to his satisfaction,
he saw plainly letters in the adjoining
garden to read, II Know You Not"
It Is high time that We should have
q view Of what is transpiring in this
ideal affair from the other side Of the
garden wall
Miss Edith MacGregor was looking
out OF her window one morning when
she saw a young man leave the next
house and saunter down the street.
1t was enough for her that he was
nice looking and that he lived next
door. Unlike Atwater, whose mus.
ings on first seeing her were what she
might be, she unused on something to
happen and, womanlike, at once de.
cided to place herself on the vantage
ground Of invisibility-that is. she
would not be seen when within doors
and she would appear unconscious OF
the fact that nice looking young man
lived next door.
While Atwater was assuming that
she did not consider him worth look
ing at she was constantly observing
him from a dark room that she had
fitted up for that especial purpose.
Nevertheless when at window she
took care not to look into the adjoin-
ing place and never appeared at all
except when becomingly dressed.
And so 1t was that Miss MacGregor
was perfectly aware that Mr.. Atwater
admired her before he supposed she
was aware Of his existence, and she
knew he had been pierced by one Of
Cupid's arrows before he knew 1t him
self. She had concluded to have a
garden that they might have an ex-
cuse to meet with only hedge be-
tween them, and when he planted
seeds to spell II Love YOU she had
seen the letters traced out In the soil
before the seeds were put In the drills.
Moreover, she had purposely planted
In her response the letters mo" IN
thin soil in order that they might grow
up before the others to give her lover
temporary disappointment.
Miss MacGregor knew very well that
Mr.. Atwater was a man OF an ideal
nature both from his face, which she
had carefully studied with glass, and
from his method Of making love. She
did not therefore propose to destroy
any illusions he might have. She
knew very well that no man In love
will be long satisfied with communica-
lions that must take the time neces-
sary to grow out Of the ground and
awaited her lovers next move. so
when she received a note begging per-
mission to begin a correspondence on
paper she replied that it would be q
pity to descend from beautiful ana
natural letters to artificial ones made
with a combination Of chemicals.
To this Mr.. Atwater replied that,
while the flower words were beautiful
and not usual. they were very SLOW.
And he made a request to be allowed
to call.
Miss MacGregor delayed to reply to
this note, but day or two later ap-
peared in a becoming morning cos
tune in her garden with smal
watering pot. Atwater saw her and
lost no time in going into his own gar