Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1914-10-23

TO YOU.
Eyes, and ! shall be q quiet that you
won't know am in the room"
'Oh, but ! want to feel that YOU are
here. And when spring comes. Eve, VIC
shall 70 into the woods"
1--WE shall celebrate the festival OF our
love therc-a spring festival, We shall
pick flowers and make a wreath for your
hair. We shall count the call- Of the
cuckoo and YOU will ak the dai~c>-hc
loves me-he loves met not. and we shall
be a. happy a. Greek Gods"
The storm wind was bowling and the
rain was pouring down. Bruno sat writ
Ing for hours and Eve sowed and stitched
10 make a living for them both, for Bru-
nos poems and plays did not sell a, h.
had hopes. lie called her hi, little wood
pccker. because he could always hear the
rapid -tItche, of her needle through the
stretched line in the embroidery frame.
Often the woodpeckcr asked him 'Don't
You want To 20 and see Your ~fricnd,2-
mo, ! have you," and they talked Of
Ah'h Nlhll% Ai~AlNdl dlu bOiu duEltt
like children talking Of Christmas. They
lived in perfect happiness a long. long
time-a whole month. Then one night
two Of Bruno's friends called.
$50 YOU are here, Bruno. We have
been waiting for seven weeks"
At first Bruno behaved rather coldlv
and Eve was somewhat embarrassed but
then they had tea and afterwards beer
and talked and smoked.
snow they havc found u.s. said Eve.
when they had gone, "and our quiet days
will bc over
Don't say such things, little wood
pecker. They will feel Jealous Of me. but
nothing viii be changed"
Again a long, long time passed. whole
month. Then their evenings grew silent.
Bruno was listening To voices from afar.
in the spring" said Eve. "we will 70
into the woods and puck 'waIdemeistcr'
and make a bowl for our spring festival
and We will count the call Of the cuckoo
"les, Of course said Bruno.
Another long silence. Then Eve said
Don't YOU want to 20 and see Your
friends 2"
lie thought for five seconds, while fight
ing a hard struggle with himself. and was
CONQUERED.
1T i not good To lose touch with every
body" he said. "lll be back in halt an
hour"
He kissed her and went away. 1t wa
two hours before he came back.
"lf You want 10 go and see Your
friends she said To him another even
inc.
He went and came back 1T two IN the
morning. She lay awake in the bed. The
wind was bowling and the rain Nas pour
ing down.
"Spring j. coming %soon," she said. 1T
will be . beautiful. our spring festival.
won't IT. darling!"
lie felt touched and conscicnce-~tricken.
the more 80 because she had no rcproach
Of lips or eve. H. kissed her tenderIv.
Still he felt that he must say something
IN hiS own defense, though no one accused
him.
"ot course, YOU understand. my little
woodpccker. that love can not BE- every
thing IA a mans life, especially when he,
an artist
u understand" she said and suppressed
4 sigh. But she cou~olcd herself. She
believed in hi love and waited for spring.
when love awaken "a new lite. Eve looked
out q The window, yc> the apple tree VIZ
bursting INTO bloom And ms Etched and
stitched.
just like a woodpecker.' she Thought.
She heard the doog being slammed. II wa
Bruno gong out. When would he come
hack IN I'm hour. or not until mornincl
One afternoon m the twilight She >neaked
up behind him. a. a. was working Al III
dc~k and threw her arms around hi, neck
and whispered into hi ear:
Bruno. the spring has come long ago.
Won't We soon 20 into the woods"
why. mo- Why should We"
Il am thinking Of our spring festival.
Surely You remember"
Yes, Of course. Don't always cry. Eve.
By all means lci a. 60"
'Torommorw,"
mo. Tomorrow ] must 20 10 the boat
lcluh."
1.-The day after tomorrow them
Perhaps. # nothing happens
But something always did happen. -Four
days later she asked sgain. and then three
days after that. At last Bruno said ITO
morrow. That night he did not sleep.
They took the street ear. She sat in
side. Bruno stood on the platform. Then