The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1916-10-27


moment. Then said abruptly
You've only come TO my house
wearing fairy cap OF inylribillty.
since moved ln--tlil tonight.
Won, you come tomorrow and walk
thru tho plnesT Tho thrush won't
sing for mo alone"
Yea, III come-for the last
time" she said softly.
why for tho last iime7" I cried.
because I'm going back 10 the
Is. or the is. on the day after"
she answered.
"oh. no. no. you mustn't" ] cr.
claimed. You are not well enough
to 20 back You are just beginning
to get stronE again"
"strong' Why. my haads are as
eailoused as yours" she laughed.
"and about "a tanned"
Let me feel" | demanded.
She hesitatcd n second. and then
put out her hand. took II in mine.
and touched the palm. Then my
fingers closed over H. She did not
attempt TO withdraw It for loug
moment. Tho hand slipped out Of
mine. she rose. and we moved 10
tho door.
Tho path tomorrow. Mt twilight"
I whispered.
sha nodded. and suddenly she
vas gone.
All that nex, June day worked
In my garden. ia a dream.
Ny mind was not on tho task.
Over and over I was asking myself
the question. do love herr What
pcrmanence In there In a spring
PASSION How much OF my feeling
for her IL passion. and how much
Ia sympathy. even Pity
Over and over turned these
questions. while my hands worked
mechanically. And over and over.
too. viii be honest and admit. the
selfish bachelor habits imposed
their opposition 10 the thought OF
union.
had bought the farm to he my
own lord and master. here | was
10 work. to create masterpieces OF
literature: TO smoke all over tho
house. TO toll all night and sleep
all day n I so desired. TO maintain
my own habits. my own individual
lily. undisturbed
IAN OF which means" thought.
that I am not sure OF myself |
must wait"
went TO the house. changed my
clothes. and FASTENED up the road
TO meet her. curiously eager for a
man In doubt.
She was coming out OF the door
as | crossed the bit OF lawn. dressed
not In the working clothes which
she had worn on our gardening
days. hut all In white. She smiled
at me brightly and ran down the
steps.
Go TO New York-but see Twin
Fires first" she laughed. I'm all
ready for tho tour
had not expected so much light
ness Of heart from her. and ! was
little piqued. as answered. "Yon
don't seem very sorry that you are
seeing It for the last time
She smiled into my face. IAN
pleasant things have to end she
said. so why be glum about III"
DO they have to end" said !.
'In my experience, always" she
nodded.
WAS silent. My resolution.
which confess had wavered little
when she came thru the doorway.
was fixed again. Just the light
banter In her tone had done Il.
We walked down the road. and
went first to take look at the
! lawn and rose trellis.
1T will be very lovely another
year. when tho vines have covered
| IT," she said.
THE lawn will look like n lawn
by then. and possibly shall have
achieved a sundIal plate" an.
swered.
Possibly you will" said she, with
a suspicious twinkle.
We moved on. around the bend
by the road. and back into the dusk
OF the thickest pines. We walked
on TO the spot where we first had
met. and where first the thrush had
sounded for us his elfln clarion.
There we stopped and listened, but
there was no sound save the whis.
per OF the pines.
And then, as we waited. our eyes
meeting. suddenly he sang. far off
across the tamaracks. one perfect
call, and silence again.