The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1922-01-26


In Adalai spring comes shyly. A
willow by the river bending over at Its
imagery, like woman stopping to i'm
merse her hair. blooms suddenly over
night in long lacy strands A truant
hides his shoes, sucks in his breath
and shivers before the first plunge Of
the season.
In front of little cottage on a hill
a fairylike carpet of white dOg-yiolets
bloonled of a morning, and when Mrs.
Al Delano opened her front door TO the
first kiss of spring she cried out sud-
denly. as if something within her had
thawed.
"Al. darling, look out In the front
yard"
''WhereT'
Here; femme wheel your chair out,
darling. Look. whole batch of some
thing or other spread out on the grass
like a table-cloth drying. Here, femme
wheel you out"
NO. no, baby. It's fine here by the
window with the sun on re"
But, AL, ever since we been living
here you been waiting and waiting for
the spring to come. It's spring now
for sure, darling. Smell Here, darling.
Sol"
She flung wide the window beside
his chair and the frilled white curtain
stirred.
Smell"
"M-m-m. Like someone was squirt
ing a perfume atOmiZer."
He relaxed his great shoulders
, back against the pillows. his face inert
but smiling.
You'll be sporting that sunbonnet
Ben brought you and hiking right out
in the garden now won't you. baby?"
"Yeh. I'll show him we amt such
city bugs.
Its Monday night and he'll be stop
ping in after aldermen's meeting. You
better put out some bulbs to surprise
him, baby"
Sometimes wish Ben didn't stop
in Monday nights after those meetings,
hon. They last so late and tit keeps
you awake so, waiting for him.
Nonsense Lemme boss your gar
den job, baby, right here from the win
dow. What you going TO put out first
-daffydillies?"
She placed her cheek against his.
Silly Are you comfy. darling?
Shall l put that new-fangled pillow
Ben sent underneath your headT
mo, only l guess you better shut
| the window. Lo; the nip amt gone out
| of the air yet
"Ain't you feeling well, darlingT
"Sure am. baby! Only when a fel-
| low sits on his throne all day his
crown gets cold"
"Oh, darling-you-you mustn't joke
like that"
| She drew the rug closer across his
loglike limbs, peering closer into his
face.
! you amt getting that numb-kfnd
! of paralyzed feeling any further up,
| are you. Alp
"Sure / amt, baby"
| "SureT
| Sure"
"You-you look so limplike today,
| sweetness, and l thought you'd be so
| glad to see that it's spring. Sure 1t
amt hurting you any higher up? Doc
says if"
Fit as a fiddle l feel"
She bent down to kiss him. His
head lay in the full glory of a bar Of
sunshine that crossed his pillow.
I'm going out now and dig up In
the garden a little. Look out, Al, al
the lilac bush; it's getting ready"
Amt it a beaut, Lo? 1 bet when
1t blooms 1t smells like sixty. We got
IA wrap it up these chilly nights just
like it was a baby. We gotta throw q
sheet or something over 1t. Don't for
get, Lo, to cover it at night"
"And then it'll look like a spook In
the moonlight"
SCI want it covered so it won't gel
nipped.'
Nothing you ever want me to re
member won't get nipped, darling"
Poor little kiddo; keep you jump
ing, don't IT.
I'm going out now before do the
dishes and spade up like Ben learnt
me. Maybe some of the girls will have
time to run up for minute to SEE u!
when the show plays its return {
week from tonight We want the little
place to look swell. AL"
He was slow to release her hand.
It'll seem funny to have the shov
playing in our town, won't It, Lo, ant
| -"
She made a wide-mouthed grimac
and pursed her fruitlike lips into
pucker.
I'VE should worry?'
You don't mean that. Lo."
do"
Poor little kiddoI Poor little kid
do"
His throat might have been fur
lined.
You think I'm laundering, dom
you? You think I'm hankering jus
because the shows coming here mex
|, / tho finn