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' Arai , . , . woulll nestle In your palm
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QO It the white toot Into the grave hllll
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- flow brief the stay , - ; beautiful 1\1:1 : feet-
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_ Them tf oe that baby : came with tiS to
dwell :
'AL Just long enough 10 give 11 hllllll greet-
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lOt aim ;
how did ho find , far down this lonely byway ,
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ut t Our little girl who died without a
name ?
" \ ' She seemed so like a tender bird whose
" ' wi nglets
In I" Are broken br the stro."iS oC rain and
l I With to \ irg CAfe we pro sed the golden
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her , And wondered cou1l1 there bo so fair n
Corm ;
For dflUh bad chiseled without pausE.
PI or feature
Each ftoature that the sunny tresses
If In j frame ,
Cal ! No change of scene no length oC time
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C 'I ! rq Our little girl who died without n name.
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agl\l ) Wo do not know the fond endearment
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To which she listened when she Cell
'r asleep ,
And sn , bfldde n column that was brolen
that I t We laid her to her slumber calm and
HI re deCI
Wo traced upon the stone with loving
II I al' fingers ,
n < tli 'fhos simple words , nerecllon's tear to
, claim :
I lat "In rcntf\s , beyond nU earthly sorrow ,
lingers
' Our little girl who died without a
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III' ; She sleeps serene where fragrant moss
t 1 willows
whl + 1 In sweet amt wordless tunes forever
dot ; \ And slimmer seas In long and grassy bil-
fen ions
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. C I - In memory's hall how many heroes slum.
Cdf " her ,
Cdi 'r Wo gill ! their deeds upon the scroll of
( Oil I . fame :
lul\ \ ; I I treasure , far I\bo\'c this might number -
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in waIting In the quiet little cafe to be
11i ? , served. She leaned over to draw It1
tn' l ! the fragrance of the red roses and to
, I' ' I avoid hIs eyes , whIch were persist-
.1 ; ' \ ent. Ho was thinking of how young
9 and lovely she was. How could he expect .
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pect her to love hIm ? The mIrror opposite -
I : oslte remInded hIm of his rears
- ci ! Yes , he would tell her-save her aU
, I ' painful explanations. A young fellow
\ \ I would make her happIer Once , in
\ i a burst oC girlish confidence , she had
Its4 j 1 told hIm how she hated young men
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and new houses It was childIsh of
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/ him , ho told hImself , to expect ; : her to
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know her own mInd.
, - ' , fly I f . "What can I eat ? " she beamed at
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. . tl" " him with shIning e 'es , "An .thing ,
r I from a nIce young man to an oyster ! "
: 'I ' , i Hero was the openIng , sooner than he
. expe ted.
' , ' ; " ] "Judith , " he began gravely , "It is
. ' . ' ' ' -,11 , \ oC the young man I wIsh to speak now
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. . ' ' , , tj vers ? Shall I release you : ? " The last ,
J , . , . 11 to the ear of the girl , seemed an anx
" (1. I lous , frenzIed appeal for freedom Ser
r " I thIs was what made him so gloom
" so unlike himself. He was tired 01
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I pulling n. rose to pieces and fitting the
cl I petals over her finger .Ips ? "Shall we
i. ' ring the curtaIn down on our little
'j comedy ? " he asked In an "it's . all - for .
" , : the.best" tone She nodded slow1)
, ' ' I She was begInning to see more clearly
. . . 1 ovary minute , just as ono's eyes grow
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, . { : " - . j bcwllderment. He wanted to be free
'I. , : . "Judith , " he said , "I shall ask only
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" " " -J . . "It is granted , " she returned , coMly.
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, . . ' . I gratulating 'ou-also"-the also was
( : " I . added as an afterthought
nIt Is that you twill tell It all to me :
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gently , "thon don't "
Did she mind , she asked herself. No ,
she glorIed In the opportunIty. If ho
sighed for hIs freedom he should
have It , She would make no effort to
hold hIm , but ho should understand
IJcl'oro she let him go that other men
thought her desIrable. Then he could
go wIth his Creedom-anel she would
marry any one of the others. It made
no dltTerence-sho would tale the one
who next asked her. She was eighteen
and infinitely 'O\mg The middle , aged
man opposite felt that ho would barter .
tel' hIs Immortal soul to bo twenty-
four-to be young with her. "
"Shall I begIn at the beginnIng ? "
she asked In weary tones. Ho wlnce
"No , " ho replied , "that would Include
me Spare me that. " There was along
long silence. "It Is of young 'frnvers ;
your eugagement- "
"Until to-nIght , " she reminded him ,
In a dull voIce , "I was engaged to 'ou.
But- " her voIce stuck. He was waiting . I
Ing for her to beglu. i
"Mrs. Carr Cram New Orleans , was i
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at the Springs , " she began : "she Is
one oC my mother's oldest friends.
1r. ! Travers Is her nephew. It was at
one of her receptions that I met hIm
first. Shall I tell you everything ? "
Her voIce had a new ring He thought
It ! was Cram speaking at her lover.
"Your roses came just as I was
starting , " she continued , "I wore the
blue dress , the one you used to like \
mo In- "
"Child , " ho Interrupted , " 'ou do not
understand- "
"Yes , but I do , " gayly. I remember
It , every bit , you told me that first
nIght I wore It-do you remember It'l
-what. you whIspered out there on
the gallery about my mlll whIte arms
and shadow hair ? ' It Is a pretty
dress. I wore your roses to the re-
coptlon-they were glorious ones , '
She was leanIng on her elbows on the
table , her bIg eyes full at mysterr.
"When 1\Irs Carr presented Mr.
Trn\'ers , " she proceeded , "he told me
that ho had been knowing me for a
long , long limo and waiting for me to
come , because hIs hands were tied , as
It were , and ho couldn't come after
me. Then I laughed , because It was
such a good jole-really , Bob , he said
it very much nicer than I can remem ,
bel' Then ho went on to tell me that
it was before the war he had known
mo. 1.10 just graduated two years ago.
I am afraid I rather encouraged hIm
In the nonsense It was such a relief
from talking to the women , and I can't
help beIng silly , you know , Dob. " His
heart felt old and musty and faded ,
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After the play.
md her every word was giving It a
fresh blow. She had made a little
pyramid ot the rose petals and was
nervously tearing It to pieces to reconstruct -
construct It.
ItHe was very alee , " she continued.
"We went back to sit on the stairs to
listen to the musIc. That war the beginning -
ginning : he came next day :01' me
to drive with him and told me that he
loved me. "
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that It was or her lover he was spealt-
lng. "He saId he couldn't help It , " alto
apologized for hIm In a world-weary
accents. "But they all say that "
There was no trace of vanity In the re- :
marl The red at the roses found
brillIant rivals In her checks , 1'tlOn-
then one nIght , " site hesitated , "It was
moonlight-down on the boach-ho
kissed mo- "
"Ho kissed you ? " the man exclaim-
cd. How dare he-how dare you ! "
"Don't be too hard on him , ' she
pleaded : "ho said something about
men not despIsing a thIef If ho steal
to satisfy hIs soul when ho Is 11\mgr.-- : : '
Bob had risen angrily : a determined
little hand pulled him back.
"Remember , " a cold voIce reminded ,
" 'ou desired mo to tell ; you. "
"Judith ! " ho reproved sharply.
"And that wasn't all , " she flashed
defiant eyes at him. She remembered
hdw jealous ho had been Once rho
laughed and asled him If he thought
the enamored air went sIghing after
her , too But that was when ho had
really cared for hor. Now ho was
trying to get rid of her. "I had numerous -
ous other lovers at the springs , Bob
It may bo , " she tapped a cay little
tune with her fan , "that you might
find them dlVCl'tlng There was Dave
Cary , " she assigned her little finger
to hIm , "and Fred Langles , " the next
finger to him , "both of whom proposed
to mo at the picnic on the fourth day
of July Then there was 1\11' Greyner ,
who proposed to mo at the dance at
Judge Blrrow's son's birthday-tho son
also proposed , for that malter Dr
Spalding set my wrIst when I sprained ; -
od It and when he dIsmissed me ho
asked me to be his wife 'rlmt's all
the proposals I had at the springs
There were five more when I stopped
to vIsit Lucy Kildare on my way
home. " The man made a gesture of
entreat Truly , he had not dreamed
forj.lt'T''f' this bad HIs heart fell
like \ a church on a weeliday. : How
could he have ever been fool enough
to expect Judith to love hIm agaInst
all these young men
"If you marry Traversit was a
cowardly subterfuge to get her away
from the others. His voice stucl She
sat alert , with brillIant eyes ,
"It I marry Travers , what ? " she
aslted.
"I don't know , " mlserabh'
"I haven't exactly decided which
one I shall marry. ' She leaned back
languIdly.
She remembered the first time she
ever saw hIm. Site was doing a skirt
dance before time long gilt mIrror In
the back parlor. She turned to get 1\
sIdewise view of herself , and there In
time door ho was calmly watchIng
her. The others were at the tablo.
The occasIon was It dInner part and
ho had committed time unpardonable
offense of beIng late That was the
ollnnlng 1 Ho very much preferred
staying with her , ho declared , if she
dIdn't mInd That was the night she
started loving hini Hadn't ho spent
weary hours over the Intricacies of
too dancing to coach her ? Didn't Bob
always understand ? Time thought that
ho was just across the table and ! mot
engaged to her any morn almost suf
focated her. She couldn't stand It.
"nob , " she saId with all that perilous .
ous youth shIning In her eyes , "havc
you forgotten that too dance you
taught mo years ago ? " No , with
weary resIgnation , ho had not forgotten .
ten It.
"Bob , ' with cruel persistence , "whon
you told me that night that you had-
rather stay with mo than to go with
the old ladles , dId you mean It ! tmh' '
Yes , he was sure ho meant It , lrul ) ' ,
The cafe was deserted. Onh' F\'fin' \ I
cols , the walter , lurked In the background . !
ground , and he couldn't speak Hug
1I5h.
1I5h."Bob
"Bob , " moving nearer and laying n
confiding band on his arm "Bob , does
your love lie too deep for words !
There was n pleading quality In her !
tones not to be resIsted.
"Child , " he was holding her chin
In his most comforting hand and examining '
amlnlng her e 'es.
"Jack Travers dIdn't kiss mo tml } ' ,
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hairs tenderly. Francois had discreetly -
ly withdrawn , fully remunerated. "Ho
said that before I told him about-
about how I loved
you-I-I-I told
him all about us , Bob" But she did
not finish. Ho understood , Bolt a ! .
ways understood.
"Child , " he whispered , with eyes in
which youth had come home to live ,
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" 'ou must be the oldest person on
earth ! You are straight from the Garden .
den of Eden-with youth that Is fresh
and genuIne and eternal ! Yes , you
are , child ! " -San Francisco Chronicle
CIGARS WERE ON HIM.
PoliticIan's Entirely Unintentional
Deed of Generosity.
Edward 1\1. Gout , the comptroller
of New York : , Is a lover of big , strong ,
black : cIgars
Just after the conventions he went
to hIs club In Blooklyn , sat down in
the readIng room , and ordered a elgar ,
The wailer brought In a full box of a
new brand. 1\11' Grout selected one ,
I after critically examining half a doz
en , lighted It , and sat back to read
the newspapers '
I The cIgar suited hIm He rang for
I the walter again and said :
J "I like \ this cIgar. It suits my tnste.
I I wish you would send a box of them
I around to my house. "
I Half an hour later , when l\lr. Grout
I was in the mIddle of an edItorIal aI"-
I tide that likened : him to Benedict :
Arnold , the walter came back : with a
cIgar box In hIs hand
I "There's two left , Mr. Grout , " he
Rad !
"Two what left ? " asked Grout '
1'wo cigars , sirI saw that everybody .
body ! got one , and there's two left. "
"Passed them to ' ' ' ? " .
every body exclaimed
claImed : \11' , Grout. "What In thunder
are you talking about ? "
"Why , sIr , you told me to send a bm ! :
around the house , find I took : It around
myself and gave cigars to everybody
wIth your compliments I knew you
were n. candidate , and I thought you
meant everybody In time club to smoke :
i with 'ou. Hope It's nothing wrong , '
sir. "
"No , " saId Grout , slowlr. "I guess
It's nothing wrong , but I told you to
send a box around to my house , not
\I'0l11111 this house What Is the
check ? "
Time check amounted to $12,60-
Saturday Evening Post.
German Soldier In Disgrace.
A German mllltar court of honor
has ! deprived Co1. GadliQ : , the military
, critic of the Berliner Tagcbla , of the
right to wear uniform and to use Ills
military title on account ot an article
palliating ) : \'egi"C-f ' \ on the occasion of
time assassination \ of KIn ! ; Alexander
I or Sex-via. Col. Gadl\C , who is now in
I the far east , has been out of favor In
I military circles for n long time , owing
to hIs free ctlcISntfi ! of German army
methods ! . : . . . . .
