Show betty tries tes a real lovelest love test I 1 don t believe you really care for me announced betty we were sitting on the top ot of a vir ginia rail fence which wound down don through wood and farm land behind lay a cornfield newly planted a stretch of warm brown earth smooth ed by the harrow and pr ckles here and there along the rows by clean green shoots before us was a bit of pasture green velvet with new grass the meadow larks winged heavily above it or sat on the rails of c the fence and whistled around us the early flies files hummed sociably in the spring sun and at a little distance a a coppice a brown thrasher per a e on the high bough of a small oak a and bubbled and sputtered and cheered I 1 in sure you don t repeated betty spring sweet spring is the year a pleasant king I 1 quoted cheer fully and how you can harbor such beliefs at such a season Is a mystery to me my dear that a just it said betty the season of spring sweet aring de mands a great deal I 1 moved my hand along the rail un til my fingers touched the soft white of betty a wrist just above her glove I 1 ive ve tried to give a great deal said I 1 looking at her steadily A little smile danced suddenly across betty s face and then was oe off again but for just that shade of a second her eyes had touched mine then she shook her head solemnly but you don t write verses to me she declared as she produced a bit of paper from the pocket of her jacket I 1 should hope not said 1 I I 1 think its it s a very fine compliment for a man to pay a woman said bet ty loftily glancing at the paper what s thata I 1 demanded that said she carefully keeping the writing out of range of my eyes Is a poem good heavens heaven st I 1 ejaculated and I 1 had some difficulty in maintaining my position on the fence do you mean tu to say that some other man has been writing versea verses to you youa it came by post last night said betty calmly do you know who sent aa but of course since it was signed who it if you re so savage about it I 1 iha beant n t tell you betty Is not above lets let s see it said I 1 read it to you she an v a evading my fingers i ri V dare not ask a kiss I 1 dare not beg a smile lest having that or this I 1 might grow proud the while no no the utmost share of my des re shall be only to kiss the air tl TI at lately kissed thee oh ho said I 1 concealing a smile Is the wind in that quarter 7 9 what a the matter 9 asked betty dont don t you like ita it his own composition I 1 suppose I 1 advanced warily I 1 should hope he hadn haan t hired somebody to write it for him she flashed call for the rob n redbreast and the wren said I 1 the man needs to be buried you dont don t like if it who sent it ita I 1 demanded her answer was discreet betty smiled tantalizingly it a nol not necessary to tell all allone one knows said she all right why do you want to know ques cloned the lady i thought it would be interesting tc know who was palming off another mans man a verses as his own what do you mean meana of course you know it isn t inal it was really copied from an old poet said betty and the I 1 atle sn ile danced back inta her eyes read your herrick said I 1 why didn t you say so at first its it s not necessary to tell all one know knows but you said it was tommy rot just to find what you d say in re turn and again I 1 offered my hand she sh tilted her chin like the haughty young lady in the play I 1 went just a step nearer and looke looked up into her eyes there a s one I 3 haven t quoted I 1 said quietly but it 11 tells my heart better than all the oth era ers it goes S amply take wl at this rime Is worth knowing I 1 loe ione you as sun the sod on the ripening side of the great round earth that turns in the smile of god betty rested her band hand very lightly on n my shoulder as I 1 leaned against the fence I 1 was just fooling said she softly fooling 7 it gasn wasn t sent to me but you could use it as a whip over my head I 1 hided chided you re not usually afraid cl of whips she a sailed you said you got it by post I 1 said it came by post bu bul not to me that wasn gasn t a fib perhaps n nt t said I 1 billy lyie lyle sent it to ethel rog ers ah ali ha said I 1 and she was so pleased that sile showed it to me and I 1 copied it to harrow me up upa oh I 1 meant to tell you la in the thie end vi |