Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1924-03-12

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Lockhartian feast had disappeared
Archie and the others had dragreS.'
from his tent the two camp beds
covered with numnas, to make
settee for the ladies'; he had lighted,s
the big japanese lanterns thar
hung outside the tents less for pss&
than for ornament. Above them a.
sky was now glooming into q sof.N
mauve. Beyond the palings a.
lights of the station glowed ruhrN
and emerald. It was cool and,
still and clear, but to Archie Laye.s
rock the whole air Quivered with y
electricity.
He squatted next to frankie ON
the rug close to her tiny feet. Ths y
other young men had brought out S
mackiR tosheS to sit on.
Captain Smith. settled on an ola
sugar box. was plucking at Tia Z
banjo-strings.
sing your Punjabi Love Songs
Archie commanded him, the eSs&
about the plaything OF love eoua
the world stand still. and all that
-
The docile Smith on the sugar lor1
gathered together twanging chord
lifted UP q wistful tenor, and be,
gan- y
you've the interest laughing rose.
but lips that ever a man besuIled
| With thoughts Of the devil, the world
and tho"
He broke Off. "No; sorry" ILL
twanged more chords, seeming \
hastily to review suitable versesf
from that interminable Serenadc IA
| which each frontier regiment adds
| its own translation-"Thats ths&
wrong one" II
"Oh, why"
| mo, carry on,-"
| YES, do go on with it," Mrs. jew \
| hesought him. I'm sure it's uuits@
all right because poor Tom used 10
sing ii, What is that VERSE 4
Your feet are as dainty as feet can I
be,
and your ankles a sight to seTi
(Which whenever you show. as ydaI
frequently do, il has often On
CURED to me-"
took up Captain Smith, encouragetfI
Though never maid was 81
daintily made, or such delicalt
lingerie wore,
/ wish ] could think that nobody elss !
had bought you silk stochingF
Followed the verses about hair
the color of FURNISHED gold that's lt,,
by the setting sun, and celebratiaki,
the tender curve of u dear young
| throat--while Archie Lavorock, sitsA
| ting at hor feet in the spring twin
| light, listened to that song that wiz
all of her. e -idI
Little Princess. In her condeseeh.N
sion she was here; pleased with tha
entertainment he had provided lori
| her: parkin's dinner, Smiths musl0N
49, M
Just q caprice, perhaps. Perhaps
by tomorrow this muCh-run- after
| girl would have come To the end oi,
| the novelty OF all this; she'd bsIi
| tired of the thought of II young mani
without n penny who pigsed 1t in N
tent, and ran about on errands foN
! u motor firm. his whole years salGryaI
| amounting To what she could make
by u months contract, Tomorrow is11
might nc all over. But he. LaveiA
rock, had scored over those othe1A
People tonight. ~
ooh. plaything OF Love, could the
world stand stiil,' u
chanted Captain Smith 10 the heartr 4
, rending running snar Of thM
obl AIlb allN bN'Nh e'N ~
be born, X
And the cares of life be chased,
away, as the night is chased w
the morn.
Then, queen OF my heart, I'd hold
you fast, and lord of your lie
would reign,
And never a soul but only | should
rest in those arms again.
And never q soul but only =
The note lowered on a pause
pause filled in by the distant cau-
ing of rocks, the nearer rumble OF I
train passing the station, by lie
ciinking of dishes from wherever
Parkin was washing UP and $50,
Archie would have imagined) by thel
humping of his own disturbed
young heart, calling to her who was
80 different from any girl whom he';
had vet met. - Oplunk from the.i
banjo)
"--sAould rest in those arms
again!"
(plunk. plunk) Il
ended Captain Smith softly, r
"Oh. Thank you so much! InaEI
Is so pretty" twittered Mrs JOY.
"But, Madgie. used poor Tom 10
sing that last vcrseT'
NO; that's n kind OF encore verse
by man called Meade out there
explained Captain Smith. shifting
the banjo. Miss JOY. won't you
sing now?" al
II can't really. I've no voice
"Only just enough for n wnole
theatre. my pet? oh. Ln. DARING
She knows she has to sing for tnat
revueman; she has the sweetest "
tie voice! Not very strong. perhaps
but" 4.
"Mummie, I can't sing.
please, / am not going 20 sing. :.
"You will dance, though. won
you?" Archie turned his heau
quietly up toward her. "Wheres
the grnmophone. Smith? Put on ~,
Lilac Time; that's n good recoru.
They danced under the starss
danced on the turf bordering ths
cindnr track. Captain Smith walaet,
with Mummie; Auntie's maSplFI
black and white cleaned agalnss|
the arm of the young city man: theI
railway lad cavorted burlesqu9
wise with the, MILDLY. But ns sooS
as Archie's long brown fingers has
taken to themselves the tiny ones osI
Lucy Joy, he knew that this waS
going to be "the" dance of his meg