The evening world., 1911-03-13
The Journal of
New FORK Society Girl

By Alice Eldndge.
my heart is a lonely hunter, that hunts on a lonely hill.


In the air: in the unit the ground
would be powdered with fine white. I
know; I once spent Christmas in an
English duko's country home. And
once ! went for the Weekend with an
American family to their country house
and on Saturday afternoon we wan
dered over to a hill where people
coasted. This time the snow was thick
and "crunchy" under foot. I stood ut
the top OF the hill. with my long seal
skin coat around me. an expensive veil
fastened with jeweled hatplns to my
hat, and watched the flying sleds with
their grey n white sweatered occu-
pants.
I fe,t as II represented a hugs
money sign. I was introduced to them
all. there was one. a girl In a grey
sweater. piquant face flushed under her
tlght-ftting c~oasting-cap; tiny strands
OF hair had loosened across her white
forehead. Beside her wa a man-one
OF those men we see on our football
teams, broad-shouldered, thin Of hip.
every muscle Arm and under perfect
control; handsome. with something In
his face you in3tinctively liked. I don't
know what 1t a but I was feeling
lonesome and cold aroun my heart,
and looking into his face I wanted him
TO draw me close. to shield me- from
on. l don't know wthat-1ut I felt he
would understands; and l wanted COM
fort and understanding.
| l watched them: they were almost
always together. Once. as they reached
the top of the hill. / realized why. I
suppose l had no business 10 watch.
but / could not help 1t. I lorgsd for
something human, real. yet when l did
see 1t II only made me feel more alone.
She was laughing. red lips pouting,
gray eyes dancing across the fields; l
alone saw the look he benz upon her.
Can my unskilled pen describe TT II
was tender, longing. genrie, yet mastery
lay In It; there was low OF body. mind
and spirit; no partial love that. out love
OF the whole man. thinking himself
unseen IL lay unveiled. I almost cried
aloud:
Look up Behold the wonderful gift
that Is yours!"
She did look up, as II I had spoken
aloud But there was no surprise In
her face: the fact was known to her.
Her eyes answered him, the laughter
fading from them until they grew gray
pools OF passionate r~esponse-out on the
snow covered fields, under the free sky.
believing themselves alone.
Oh, you were alone. the one who
watched was nothing but an outsider,
who may not tread within the magic
circle OF the lane you know. Girl. girl,
In your gray sweater and tight fitting
coasting cap. with the tendrils OF gold
blowing into our gray eyes. whence
your soul looks forth you do not know
your blessings
Surely. 1t Is something to have been
The best beloved for a little while"
And II that were all. 1t were "a pearl
OF great price"
I cannot write more. Tho deadly
heart-ache that crept over me that day
as | turned away Is upon me again.
Let me strike the cords OF pain again
and yet again until they cease to vi
brate. then will come at least 'ethargy
II not peace.
Here Is Celeste. Oh, yes; I must hs
dressed for the Dime at which l an
to meet the Comte de la Vill'ers. | dc
not believe they Will consider his title
great enough to buy my money; yet
must be exhibited to all buyers-
Go Be Continued.)