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Show I u7oFMYSTICISIVI. 'leu I . v n p. R. R. a station I ro smalf' wooden buildings; a nor. and tw sma , a Un0 of track blank we oi j horlzon) a cloUd-:olr cloUd-:olr 1 Btralght to the i IS !eSSnH is waiting upon a siding. A WCl I I San ihS. a faint hum, a vibrant I I distant wm . ul, rush of Win- IB r0f and the west-bound Chicago . II ted throws itself alongside the sta- 0 II f a ing and throbbing. The air ere, II rake Sfe back with a Jong hiss, II T escape valve roars hoarsely, a II lud of vapor rising, like the Genie II merging from the bottle, while the II motive drinks eagerly from the i uy II nnk Dusty travelers crawl from the 1 caches, and pace stiffly up and down ath- H the board walk, In the sunshine. A oung man with golf cap and cigar-"ie cigar-"ie ette walks leisurely down the alley be- ffl tween the trains, and seats himseli the H upon the steps of a vestibule of the H Ogden express. Directly opposite him hef Is the platform of the last Pullman of M the Chicago limited. Through the door ess. H cf this coach, enters to him, a young H woman a lady, by everp proof of face, dress and bearing. She holds in H one hand a notebook of the Lectures ' . H of Vlvekananda, and stands by the H Iron rail of the platform alter gianc- liem H lDS frankly at tho young man. After H a minute she speaks always In a low ble H dreamy, almost impersonal tone and H manner. He is keenly sensitive, yet ook- I obviously restrained, as if uncertain H of the niceties of his replies. you he: Arc you wnnt Is called con- ventlonal? ugh n IIe: 1 cs your l)ar(lon nro you speaking to me? he She: To you yes, in a way. To tho Individual You, not to the personal vKI, You, though. Do you know what . I mean? He: Why, yes, I think so yet if hes I do know what you mean, there is no need of asking such a question Is l rill there? She: That's very true. Still, It is iles such an effort to speak at all. You t might so easily have misunderstood sun me. He: You can trust me we are of ; the same caste, I assure you ana 5111 there are some things that even a : man knows by intuition. na- She: You think so? Then you ... H ,hInk wo can say what wo really lin m think, without disguise, in these three I minutes? The porter said wo were to Ie I stay hero only three minutes. I He: But why for only three mln- I utes? I She: Ah, that's tho mystery of it j I all! my is it? Yet if it wero for 1 I longer, I would never dare speak to I you at all. But it has seemed so I so, to mo these flying glimpses I ?. w op 0-111(0 images seen in a flash-I flash-I ight picture, and then fading away into nothing. I couldn't stand it. It I seemed as if I must speak to some one, If !!L?ay sometlilng real, and then bo II ? apil,r,t' What tloes t all mean? I! f0reJ?011 th'nk wo have ever met be- 1 S?! hy, yes I know it. I dcr ,1. " feel lt t00? Oh, I won- 1 JTlleil! Perhaps thousands of ears ae who knows? " I ha? Wo? W 8ha11 meot a I ofSvnL A,h' yes Perhaps thousands 1 cou d To,10"00' may 1)C- 1 wish I l0Ulu feel sure of it. I e: I feel sure of it. I shall L you? 1 wonder how wo I onh"inow each oter! If I could I by. 111! yo" somo word to know mo I feel na i pnicssaB0 for you to keep! Inc s n ,y,ou wero on some pass-before3!111 pass-before3!111 1 try,ng t0 sPealc to you. agan u ' ,ere swont lnto space S if vl 8 al ,lk0 a dream! I won- ZTorsrvhy 1 am ta,k- Why? But there is tho bell, I ... and I shall never know till the next time. Good-bye! See, your train Is moving, you must hurry! Good-bye! Oh, oh, got on your train, please- Oh, you will be left! Why don't you go? You must go! There, the train has gone! What do you mean? You mustn't follow me, you will spoil everything. ev-erything. Oh, why did I begin tills! What are you going to do? Ho: I am going to Ogden. I hope you will forgive mo! She: But you wero on tho other train! He: For three minutes only. 1 have been In this car, four seats bo-hind bo-hind you, over since we left Chicago! Anonymous. |
