The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1913-02-15

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TN are yellow now" said the wo-
man. her esos OH lie fading trees
about them \ cold little wind sent
plenty OF bronze and golden treasure
fallen from their branches scurrying
about their feet
There WAS a smell of damp earth
and bracken in the air On the gray
A., river beyond more yellow leaves float
cd heralds to the water fowl of the
coming winter.
1t is not easy il the autumn to think
Of spring
The young woman sighed as she
looked.
1T will seem a long time." she
said.
But spring comes every year. just
the same" The man reminded her 1T
is here really all the While buried in
the bark and the earth inst waiting
for the signal 10 Gene 10 lie again"
4 was not thlnkng OF tie spring
just then sand tnc woman. but OF
you
What are sis months" asked the
man; 'siy months ou' &c lifetime?"
"Eyery'hins or aotAing, the woman
returned You may forget"
"fut on the on r Land, might re
member. Tha uaa siiefpd an arm
through hrrs care -ingly. Come.
Marion, cheer VI. r,iuso to be de-
pressed by dismai prophecies. am
yours you ~" mine Nothing can
alter that-sar" death"
And anothrr woman The words
slipped from her almost unconscious
! ~. You will r.eet so many on your
travels. and the nearest woman is al
ways the dearest"
You talk as if were some silly
boy" the man frOWned Have I ever
given you cause to be jealous of me.
Marion?"
No she answered, truthfully.
, Tut then you have never been away
before
Next time you shall come with me-"
the man promised her I'VE shall be
married, Marion. when the leaves are
green"
He caught her 20 him with a sudden
passion Marion think Of the spring
and me-" he whispered to her.
But, womanlike, she could only think
Of the coming winter
A man and a girl walked upon the
grassy slope OF hill in southern
France All about the crocuses
cleaned like jewels among the grass.
The sun was daffodi, the wind had
handouts of violcts. the sky was big
hyacinth.
Il love The spring--don't you2" said
the girl. turning pink and vivid face
to his. 1T makes me feel as if were
being born aSain Everything seems
so fresh and ncw
You make the spring for me-" an
! swcred The man. and his hand touched
her dark. uncovered hair.
But | don't make the sun and the
buds and the flowers" objected the
girl smilngly. And the leaves-see
!, how green they are"
His hand fell from her hair.
when the leaves are green What
| had he promised another woman last
: year? To be back when the leaves
| were green again,
The leaves were green. lie caught
his breath; then suddenly thought
came to his aid The trees were green
here-yes-in the south. but in Eng
land they would still be bare and toss
empty branches TO the sparrows and
the wind
lie had another month at least. He
turned impatiently to the girl
Kiss me- he said imperatiyely.
Their lips met
In April trees are green. But April
came and went, and one woman
! walked alone; Nay. June and July
sped by. all rose and gold August
stalked through the land with a
scythe beneath his arm; September,
redcheeked. with wind-hlown hair.
passed like a dream among the or
chards. Then came October and the
fall OF the leaves.
man and a woman walked to
rc.her through tho woods TO where
the water steamed among the trees
l. -, 70,