Greene County herald. (Leakesville, Miss.) 1898-current, 1919-09-26
hours. l could take It easy then. At
seven o'clock the mare and started
aynin. well fed and eager to go on.

agnin, well fed and eager to 20 on.
It was a summer morning that shorr-
ems the road--even that Of the young
lover. Its air was sweet with the
breath of the meadows. The daisies
and the clover and the cornfiowers
and the wild roses seemed to be wav-
Ing a welcome to me, and the thorn
trees--shapely ornament of my native
hills-were in blossom. A cloud of
pigeons swept across the blue deep
above my head. The great choir of
the fields sang to me-bobolinks, song
sparrows, meadowlarks, bluebirds.
warblers, wrens, and far away in the
edge OF spruce thicket heard the
flute of the white-throated sparrow.
1 bathed at brook In the woods
and put on a clean silk shirt and tie
out Of my saddlebags. I rode slowly
then to the edge of the village of Cam
ton ard turned at the bridge and took
the river road, although had time to
spare. How my heart was beating as
neared the familiar scene! The
river slowed It's pace there, like a dis
corning traveller, to enjoy the beauty
of its shores. Smooth and silent was
the water and in 1t were the blue of
the sky and the feathery shadow-spires
OF cedar and tamarack and the reflect
ed blossoms of iris and meadow rue.
1t was lovely scene.
There was the pine, but where was
my lady? / dismounted and tied my
mare and looked at my watch. 1t
lacked twenty minutes to eleven. She
would GOMEZ had no doubt of 1t. ]
washed my hands and face and neck
in the cool water. Suddenly heard
a voice knew singing: Barney
Leave the Girls Alone" l turned and
saviour mother, my son. (These
last lines were dictated to his son.
She was in the stern of birch canoe,
all dressed in white with roses in her
hair. / raised my hat and she threw
kiss at me. Old Kate sat in the bow
waving her handkerchief. They
stopped and Sally asked In tone of
playful seriousness:
young man, why have you come
here?"
ITO get you" l answered.
"What do you want of meT She
was looking at her face in the water.
81 want to marry you" 1 answered
bravely.
"Then you may help me ashore If
you please. I am in my best. white
slippers and you are to be very care
full"
Beautiful She was the spirit Of
the fields of June then and always.
helped her ashore and held her in
my arms and, you know, the lips have
a way of speaking then in the old, con-
vincing, final argument Of love. They
left no doubt in our hearts, my son.
when do you wish to marry met"
she whispered.
"As soon as possible, but my pay Is
only sixty dollars a month now"
1--WE shall make it do she an
swered. my mother and father and
your aunt and uncle and the Jackets
and the minister and number of our
friends are coming in a fleet of boats"
ave are prepared either for picnic
or wedding" was the whisper of
Kate.
Lets make it both." proposed to
Sally.
''Surely there couldn't be better
place than here under the big pine
it's so smooth and soft and shady
said she.
"Nor could there be better day or
better company" l urged, for was
not sure that she would agree.
The boats came along. Sally and
waved a welcome from the bank and
she merrily proclaimed:
''It's to be wedding"
Then a cheer from the boats, in
which Joined.
1 shall never forget how, when the
were over, Uncle Peabody approached
your mother and said:
"Say, Sally, I'm goin' to plant kiss
on both o. them red cheeks o. yours
an do 1t deliberate. too"
| He did it and so did Aunt Deel and
old Kate, and think that, next tc
your mother and me, they were the
happiest people at the wedding.
There is lonely grave up in the
hills-that of the stranger who dice
long ago on Rattleroad. One day
found old Kate sitting beside it and or
a stone lately erected there was tht
name, Enoch Rome.
sit is very sorrowful." she whis
pered. 'He was trying to find me
when he died."
We walked on in silence while re
called the circumstances. How strang,
that those tales of blood and lawles.
daring which Kate had given to Amos
GrimshaW had led to the shaving o.