Harper's weekly . e moon. Jennie, whew iimiitli of mischiefWould sooner smile than sigh; Whether for liking or loathing dull, perhaps, ill the moonlight—SikIi things have happened before— Perhaps in Cham in To show the clear May moonlight,her 1 did not cave. A sudden lull in the laughter, A shndo on the green-sward thrown, And a little hurrying figureCnme down the pnth alone.* On the With ch o me, where I was hidden=|niiji hands knelt she. Ita throl nto my shadow, ? liLll ill ?-||,,\,T-|-i ;.,, |||.. Wherever he chance to be! The shifting light and shadowPlayed over her wavy
Harper's weekly . e moon. Jennie, whew iimiitli of mischiefWould sooner smile than sigh; Whether for liking or loathing dull, perhaps, ill the moonlight—SikIi things have happened before— Perhaps in Cham in To show the clear May moonlight,her 1 did not cave. A sudden lull in the laughter, A shndo on the green-sward thrown, And a little hurrying figureCnme down the pnth alone.* On the With ch o me, where I was hidden=|niiji hands knelt she. Ita throl nto my shadow, ? liLll ill ?-||,,\,T-|-i ;.,, |||.. Wherever he chance to be! The shifting light and shadowPlayed over her wavy hair, Stirred in the sleepy air. Thrice she spoke, while I listened, Silently hiding my time;Then moving out of the darkness Pink through the white May moonliThe loosened petals fell, If one but cared to tell! Two loitered on together Where one had hurried alone. Little I recked of mocking glance or tone: Wiles that, h Could neve The .pell thi wever coquettish, wrought our fortunesmoon of ;itl w.:« II ,,,?!, himself upon the ji ?ss cares hchind him, as entirely as was pected, considering be had been the they had made mm ,]„, it which lie lmdpo« M, was ,.fitly hille nmre than an er,„, nod in which he had a freer o uf nndistui i London. Those is first days of the ? >*? ?•>?-- >?! i-:i ;n. !?. [;kii. r|„. HARPERS WEEKLY. ?,,„l ^I the same for him. listening l tliu la-t quotnti1-i-iiiiU BaMmr-l -aid .mo lin ] r In- :..?,„„ Iis well Ithe City. bran w riling ipimkb ami nervously, and there tiling wiili them nil (lie morning, which showedthat his correspondence w;is of very genuine in- a do, 131 ?!??? The sun and the scent of the tge In get in at the window, so hefind make money, and despise, us e simultaneously. nro three pure mid undeniable i> in si position to pity him for not-, Frank Bntliurst replied. Blanche said, with a blu: ?it in L-ing fair? What i
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