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"How tih; I did

think of you; I have al----"

"Yes," she interrupted, tossing her head in airy travesty of the stage

coquette, "you think so--I !"

And so they went through the warm noontide, and little he cared for the

heat that wilted the fat mullein leaves and h the burning dust with anguished mouth and

watery eye Little he knew of the locust that suddenly whirred his mills

of shrillness in the maple-tree, and sounded so hot, hot, hot; or those

others that railed at the country quiet from the dim shade around the

brick house; or even the rain-crow that sat on the fence and swore to them

in the face of a sunny sky that they should see rain ere the day were

done

Little the young ood noon

dinner: chicken wing and young roas'n'-ear; hot rolls as light as the

fluff of a summer cloudlet; and honey and milk; and apple-butter flavored

like spices of Arabia; and fragrant, flaky cherry-pie; and cool, rich,

yellow creae Willetts was a lover, yet he said he asked no better

than to Just go on eating that cherry-pie till a sweet death overtook hiht have been set before