But, my dear May, what else can 1 do, what can I be?” 
Oh, you can do better work, which will make you a 
“I have often thought of that, dear May, thought of it 
as many times as you and I have fingers and toes.” 
Now, now, do not Speak about my toes!” — 
Or your toes are sweet, angelic, wonderful. 
your perfumed body, your beautiful black hair, 
Our velvet hands, golden woice—my God! all, 
the whole of you, my darling, my May, yes, every part of 
ere he took her into his arms, caressed her, recited 
poetry to her, told her how he cared for her; her head fell 
on his bosom, a bosom that became a temporary rest 
tenderness, amiableness, Cupid enthroned. A million thoughts 
ran through his and her mind, while their imagination became 
animated with a heaven, an eden, a garden of eternal happi- 
ness, a happiness that lasted a few seconds, yet was an 
eternity, an everlasting dream of reality that vanished like 
a ghost never seen. 
To make a long Story short, we now come to a con- 
clusion. For, during the long time that they had known each 
other, the conditions of society kept them apart. Never- 
theless, Charles had something in his possession that once 
belonged to May, it being a token of remembrance until his 
death; this which he had was an old doll that was thrown 
among the rags, a doll that he kissed, caressed, and made 
love to, an o ject that he valued next to life—his all, his 
eternal, 
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LIFE’S GREATEST HOPE 
It is very interestin to see two beautiful young women, 
who, being well educated, passionate, pleasant, and aristocratic 
iN personality, see them converse in a state of tender anima- 
tion, now and then making gesticulations, while their voices 
become low, high, then excited. I know two young women, 
sisters, who are just like these; they, being twenty years of 
age, are at the stage of life to be studied with the age of a 
ilosopher. That I have been knowing them for eight years, 
aving been enabled to be close to them all this time, 
I have studied a certain passion in them that lives in the 
soul of all human beings, the passion of hope. 
Grace and Flora, cing very talkative, lively, always 
