News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1913-03-19

tnlnk lneTe must DC u pOHu over there
In the woods. You can hear the frogs.
"Oh, yes" agreed Henrietta. az
would have had malaria and rheuma
tism, but l wouldn't have cared, Their
for you see, had come after the
geese, and down here in the tiny glen
with the hush of the, evening over all
/ had met him" .,...., ...,.r
"Who? Me?" I' ,..
"My lover" said Henrietta.
"Me," said Bartlett softly, and to
Henriettas surprise he laid his hand
gently on hers.
Henrietta blushed and looked away.
Her lover, this stout, grim, hard-eyed
man of business? Had romance come
to her thus late. in this guise? Was a
middle-aged member Of the New York
Stock Exchange her prince?
Henrietta" he asked gently, leaning
toward her, "shall | finish the story %
"Why, no." said Henrietta, there
was no finish. 1t had just begun"
Just begun" whispered Bartlett,
and took her suddenly into his arms.
ooh, please" begged Henrietta, feel
ing that modesty called for some re-
monstrance .. ....
please" he tainted 'When you
were the goose girl and l was the
prince, you didn't say please, =.
Henrietta laughed. "And neither
did the prince" she dared him.
"No decent lover would" said Bart
lett, bending and kissing her full on
her whimsical mouth.
After some little time they saw the
others reappear over the top of the
hill. Henrietta had returned to her
seat on the fence and Bartlett was he
side her, his arm around her waist.
her head on his shoulder with a sim
plicity truly bucolic. So might the
Parkers' shifty-eyed stable-boy be
wooing the slatternly maid-servant in
some secluded place behind the barn.
Henrietta Strengthened quickly and
blushing crimson after the manner of
the maid-servant, raised her hands to
her hair so that one side of her Golf
fure might not appear unnecessarily
fiattened before the sharp eyes of the
youthful Billy.
aren't we silly?" said she, glancing
at Bartlett with the same expression
with which the maid-servant would
have glanced at the stable-boy.
"Why silly?" demanded Bartlett
Eve love each other, don't we? Why
shouldn't I put my arm around your"
"Oh - cold EIonriatto CHI
but er-er we seem so old for such
things"
"Old?" Bartlett laughed Love is
the Oldest thing in the world"
II know" agreed Henrietta, "but not
before people,"
"Why not before people? People
have become too artificial. They must
not love, nor hate, nor have any feel
ings, apparently, before people Feel
ings are interesting and we ought to
show them more"
Henrietta laughed. ooh, you are
silly, silly, silly. never knew New
York broker could be so silly, so
mushy."
There's not man living whom the
right woman can't make mushy. Wom-
en- never realize how silly men are at
bottom, my own. They are frightened
by our exteriors, by the ingram fear
of the chattel for her master, born in
women since Eve handed the larger
share of the apple to Adam"
Il always thought that l would be
dignifed and sweet"
you are, my love-"
mo, am as silly as you. put my
head on your shoulder just as these
girls DO whom you see in Central Park
on Sunday afternoons. never thought
that / would be like that"
You have never loved BEFORE
Indeed, have. have loved nearly
every one l have ever met. Most all
girls do"
THAT isn't love. Merely an in.
creased vibration of the muscles of
the heart. Love-ah, Henrietta, do
have to tell you what love is?"
NO." whispered Henrietta. tits just |
giving"
She paused, gazing before her into
the deepening shadows of the evening
with misty eyes, for the first time
realizing the completeness of life.
She nodded after a moment toward |
the approaching Billy and the Water
melon. Whats the matter with the |
children? They look SO serious, and |
yet they must have something to eat,
for they are carving bundles"
Probably couldn't arrange for tow |
for Charles car and see where we sit |
up with it all night and hold its head"
CHAPTER Xxx.