Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1930-06-06

Love in a
Garden
By EYANGELINE WEIR

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TT WAS good to be In the country
away from the rush of city life and
its problems; just to live without
thinking about 1t. She walked across
path into an orchard where the first
apples lay thick on the ground-green
apples, yellow apples with gay. rosy
cheeks.
She nearly bumped into a kneeling
man who was putting apples into a
basket. For a second she was con-
fused, but he offered her an apple be-
fore she had a chance to apologize for
trespassing. "a Maiden Blush" he
told her with a mischievous light in
his eyes.
"Such an old-fashioned name," she
responded. Recalls long skirts, slim
waists and huge pompadours. Do you
live here?"
II am learning to be farmer. My
lesson for the present is to pick apples
for market"
Ellen Barnes walked away munching
an apple.
pretty scene for moving picture"
she thought as she crossed the brook
and stepped into the road.
1t was a week before she saw him
again. He was crossing the garden
with a basket Of apples on his Shout
der.
"How do you do, student farmer"
she called to him as she passed by.
Have an appleT he called after
her. "a Maiden Blush?"
Every day Ellen Barnes passed the
big garden on her way to and from to
the country post Office. Each time
she found him working there. Some
to her; sometimes he just waved his
hand and continued his work. One
morning he was not there when she
passed and repassed. At the end Of
the week Ellen had to acknowledge
that she missed him, missed him
enough to lean over the fence and
question the farmers wife, but learned
nothing by her prying.
Then one morning he was In the
garden cutting roses. He waved his
hand at her and asked her to stop.
After few minutes he jumped over
the fence, roses in hand. "They are
for you he explained. "I'll walk
down to the house with you"
"Where have you beenT
"Did you miss me, Joan" he asked
softly.
"Joan?" trying to read his face. my
name is Ellen-Ellen Barnes"
81 call you JOAN"
"WhyT
"You look like Joan Dare of the
movies"
"Do you know her-personally?
"Yes-and no."
smile crept into her eyes.
IF you continue at your present Job
at two dollars a day, you may be able
by and by to go to Hollywood and
meet her."
lie shook his head. "She is very
rich."
''In you worship this lady of the
movies young farmer?"
Tie sighed, "You do not understand"
rlieIe was sudden tightening of
EIlen's lips. She did understand.
The walk was the beginning of many
Nnlks. and Ellen was happy. She was
in love With the student farmer and
Thai fact alone should have sent her
pack To her own world instead of lott
rring near the garden.
On" evening as they sat watching
The rose glow of a sunset, his hand
sought and held hers. A tingllng Joy
Stirred ner young blood and sent the
'olor to her pretty face. Then she
WAS in his arms and heard his voice,
s"ft and low as 1t told the old, old
story He spoke of rOse-covered cot
Iage. II garden and an orchard II was
I'll 81 clean. simple and sweet that II
brought the tears to her eyes. Love
had been offered TO her many times
hut nothing like this splendid, simple
Young man was giving her She drew
his head down to her breast and laid
ner cheek against his hair.
"JOanl" he murlnured softly.
Are you sure you're not In love
with that other girl-your dream WON
an?" she asked him.
His arms frightened around her and
mis- voice was determined
"No one shall come between us
not even that other woman"
"Why should that other woman try
to come between us?" she asked.
But her question was not answered
fOi he had taken her face between his
hands and was kissing her.
"Who are you. reallyT she asked
suspiciously.
9TH farmers wife told you"
THAT you were tlenry's sisters
husbands second cousins nephew
at is unbelievable that have such
n remarkable family tree. but II Is
true he admitted Then he luughed
"Iou have known from the first thai
nm Junn Dare. Whal Is the big Idea
and who nre your she said
Merely scenario writer who
thought he was In love with Joan Dare
but now Is h0pelessy In love with
Ellen Barnes. Joan Is glorious won.
an In her wal paint and feathers, but
Ellen IN an old sport suit with sun
burned nose II the sweetest thing liv.
ing. | am ready to die for Joan, bur
want to live for Ellen" he told her
dramatically.
"DOn'i waste your talent; save II
for picture" she iuughed.
And they sat III an old garden In
the fragrant twilight happy In hav.
ing found each other at play. They
had eaten an apple but they did not
a