Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1911-10-01

"Why, there's always tomorrow to live
for, my Porges.
eyes, course, there's always tomorrow;
an them did find you, you know, Uncle
Porges."
40 be sure you did, and an uncle is bet
rather dusty and disreputable of exterior?
One doesn't find an uncle every day of ones
life, my Porges, no, Sir"
"An' you are so nice an big, you know!'
said Porges, viewing Bellew with bright,
approving eye.
along would be better word perhaps"
suggested Bellew, smiling down at him.
"An' wide too," nodded Small Porges.
And from these two facts he seemed to de-
rive deal of solid comfort and satisfaction;
for he strobe on manfully once more.
Leaving the highroad, he guided Bellew
by divers winding paths through the corn
fields and over stiles, until at length they
came to an orchard,-such an orchard as
surely may be found only in Kent; where
great apple trees, gnarled and knotted, shot
out huge branches that seemed to twist and
writhe; where were stately pear trees; where
peaches and apricots ripened against time
worn walls whose red bricks still giowed
rosily for all their years; where the air was
sweet with the scent of fruit and fragrant
with thyme and sage and marjoram; and
WneIe Tie DldCkDlIuS, Dolu lIldIduuCiS IiieaI
they are, piped gloriously all day long. In
the midst of this orchard they stopped, and
Small Porges rested one hand against the
rugged bole of great, old apple tree.
".rhis, said he, "is my very own tree, be-
cause he's so very big, an so very, very old,
Adam says he's the oldest tree in the or
chard. call him King Arthur cause he is
so big an strong, Just like King should
be, you know,-an' all the other trees are
his Knights of the Round Table"
PUT Bellew was not looking at King Ar
- thur iust then: his eyes were turned to
where one came toward them through the
green,-one surely as tall and gracious, as
proud and beautiful, as Enid or Guinevere
or any of those lovely ladies, for all her sim
pie gown of blue, and the sunbonnet that
shaded the beauty of her face. Yes, as he
gazed, Beliew was sure and certain that she
who all unconscious of their presence, came
slowly toward them with the red glow of the
sunset about her, was handsomer, lovelier,
statelier, and altogether more desirable than
all the beautiful ladies of King Arthurs
court or any other court soever.
But now Small Porges, finding him so
silent, and seeing where he looked, must
needs behold her too. and gave a sudden
glad cry, and ran out from behind the great
bulk of King Arthur; and she hearing his
voice, turned and ran to meet him, and sank
to her knees before him, and clasped him
against her heart, and rejoiced, and wept,
and scolded him, all in breath. Wherefore
Bellew, unobserved as yet in King Arthur's
shadow, watching the proud head with its
wayward curls 1.-THE sunbonnet had been
tossed back upon her shoulders), watching
the quick, passionate caress of those slender.
brown hands, and listening to the thrilling
tenderness of that low, soft voice, felt all at
once strangely lonely and friendless and out
of place, very rough and awkward. and very
much aware of his dusty person,-felt. in
deed as any other ordinary human might,
who had tumbled Unexpectedly into Ar
cadia. Therefore he turned, thinking to steal
quietly away.
@You see, Aunty, went out to try an
find a fortune for you." Small Porges was
explaining IAN looked, an looked; but 1
didn't find BIT
@My dear, dear, brave Georgy!' said An
thea, and would have kissed him again, but
he put her off.
3Wait minute, please, Aunty," he said
excitedly, "'cause did find something. Just
as l was growing very tired and disap-
pointed. l found Uncle Porges
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