The times dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1903-1914, 1911-10-29

the north wind had given them the
aguc-so that the wan petals dropped
TO the ground and spread "a pale waXen
pail for the feet OF the little child.
Anne leaned out of the uppe window
TO COAX and threaten.
Yes. and you'd hest get over that
tantrum, my lady" The ringleted
head disarpc ,red from the dark frame
of INTERVIEWING ivy, but the little girl
trudged sullenly OH over the dead
roses. The lane ran into the meadow.
The meadow led to the woods. The
woods shivered, ciammy and dark. The
wet grasses tapped over the little
stippered feet. Great goblen shadows
lurked III the why marshes. The little
girl stretched herself out beneath the
low honcyshuck tree in the lap of the
warm noddinB grasses and the pale.
u~nscented violet. But the little girl
was SO mad. Presently she wcpt. The
passionate, hopeless tears OF unhappy
childhood. And il was through a
blending mist she first saw the lady
IN white coming gently over the warm.
sun-kissed grasses and pause before
her. The scent of the lacy handkcr-
chief that wiped away her tears was
sweeter than the wild violets at their
1eet, for they had no scent at all. The
little curls fell softly over the IVORY
lace and they were deeper than the
petals of the ~dandelion.
Who are you?" asked the little
Girl with the curiosity of childhood.
The lady in white saaed earnestly at
her win her eyes that were deeper
than the ~violcts.
you know" said tho lodv 4, ,,hi.o
simply. And the little girl hung her
head. FOR she did know.
u wisl-l wish | had known you
before" said the little girl plaintlvo-
1y whcn the silence had become on
pressive. Again the eyes that were
deeper than tie vloiets met the visit
ful gaze of the little girl.
Why gently Queried the lady in
white. THAT YOU might have had one
more upon whom to vent your terrible
temper
The little girl wept, oh, ! could
never be angry with you" she sobbod.
Never. never" and again the lacy
violet-scented handkerchief dried nor
feEretful tears. and the little girl Gclt
ii strange thing III the touch of arms
that Were gentle and soft. No. the
firm, angular arms Of impatient Anne,
h Gliding voice would bid her
sleep that she might escape. but lovely
arms that held her very tight as If
they loved TO do so. The grasses were
very fragrant about them. The red
winged hlackbird flitterod past on hor
way TO the swamp. \ haze-luy over
the landscape,
u am not a gentle child like you
were SAID the little girl. and a silence
icii on them deep, euvelopius,
sut you can be" said the lady in
white And Har NsnH.a N.., ~. AXIS
souhh OF n lutte in the twilight and
Ieii IN the silence like the touch OF n
laliihs i'ower' waNcn and sweet ana
cool. But you can be-" whispered tho
long reslless IrHsSes' ana their mo-
'ion IN the silence was like the sudden
moving OF tic great green sea.
.bn' You can he" sighed the dande-
lion. And lifting her golden head from
the undulatinF waves Of srecn her re-
p~roachiui brown eye met the gaze OF
the little sirl, And the little girl
afoPped her head with shame, for she
knew 1t was true.
into the pleasant silence came the
ciutnping' noisy footsteps of the little
hoy with the nut-brown curls, And
he flung himself down on tho Crasses
In plaintive protest.
Il dont want YOU TO be mad with
me he ,omplained' But the little girl
=" '" i"F ""' oNer 'he meadow ana
'he woo"' presently she waved.
And YOU have scared her away"
she complained not angrIly, but visit
iully. the little boy with the nut
Drown CUTS raised himself on his ell
DOW 10 stare
VINO: lie quer!ed curionsly
WY. sac the httic girl the lady
III "hiie, And the littld boy bored
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