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278 the future was discussed in all the glowing hopes of purest and truest love.

When it was time to part they came to the open road, and Jonathan looked at his love with a fixed and tender gaze. He wanted to firmly impress upon his mental vision the picture of the beautiful woman he so dearly loved. She had only a lilac print dress on, with a white broidered kerchief about her neck, but oh, how sweet and womanly she looked! And oh, what wells of truth and affection were the handsome gray eyes she lifted to Jonathan's face!

"We must part here, dear Jonathan," she said softly.

"Nay, not we, I'll see thee safe home," and she had not the heart to say him nay. So, walking happily side by side through the little village, they said their last hopeful words to each other. At the cottage gate he kissed her and blessed her, and left her with eyes full of tender tears. And she stood and watched him to the street corner, where he turned and waved his hand in a final adieu. Still she stood. The air was so warm and balmy, and the stars so bright, and she was so happy. And when the thoughts are thoughts of love, time goes so