Rawlings Institute - Hits and Bits Yearbook (Charlottesville, VA)

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cemetery. Not stopping to look at a stone or a flower, she walked rapidly until she reached a grave Qthe only one in the sectionj with a tall white monument and marble curb. She placed the roses at the foot of the grave, knelt by the monument and wound her arms around it. As I stood near her I heard the sad strains- Aml guide and guard my aching heart! My aching heart ! My aching heart ! I advanced a step, and when I read the name on the monument I remembered having heard Guy mention it, and his explanation was, 't He was a playmate of my and Dollie's childhood 5 we were very fond of him and still miss him. He has been dead for over four years. She knelt, her cheek against the marble, her lips moving slowly, one arn1 around the monument and in the other hand the locket. It was a military button-that was all ! When she saw me her look of reproach made me waver. Never before had I realized the power of those large dark eyes which she fixed upon me. Her lips trem- vm 9 ' bled and her arm clutched the monument more 4 closely. My sensation was terrible, I felt as if I had intruded upon the feast of a virgin 3 I was as wicked as Aeteon, as vile as Clodius ! '40, Dorothy! Dorothy, forgive me ! It was wrong for me to come, but-ah, you do not, you cannot, know what it is to be mad with love l 1 fi ,wt 1- ,YQ .u 4' 'C I :I X ! f f. .1 lf .1 i Q , 1 P Wi fi? 'fi xii: sa Q ' if I .wwf I ' gffwibl V A its ' .eg .f.:,M,, No, I do not know. Her eyes met mine, she pressed her lips to the monument. I do not know?,' Her voice was low and sad, and every few moments I could hear her sob. ft Please leave me ! she cried desperately. U May we not walk home together? f' Leave meg please leave me, it is all I ask ! I left her-I left Lydia-never to return. I Her sweet, pure life lasted for two years after that, and then she went to join her old playmate in a fairer land. Guy, poor H boy, wrote: ' My darling Dollie! Ah, you know how I shall miss her! The sunlight, the joy of my heart! Her last request was, ' Let me rest by the side of my old playmate, whom I have never tor- gotten or ceased to love.' N -'f Now I am an old bachelor. I loved Dollie i when I was a mere boy. I cherish her memory now. True it is that she did not love me, but 13, it is also true that she did not try to win me, but it was her noble soul that won me, and that soul was none the less noble because it did not throb Q 'K for me. VT

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is the church where the Baptist girls go, Sitting demnrely all in a row. is for Davis, a llaxen-haired maid, Quiet and dignilied, sober and staid. is for lCul1ank, accomplished and wittyg She 4-an play you a jig or sing you a ditty. Re' W 'bw 5155. W 6' W ,S .144 Qiigcx rl lv. 17, li l ! t is for l rem,-ll. The girls do say Mr. llargan can talk to them no other wa is for gossip, which floats around 3 lt always does where fools abound. is for Hammond 3 she looks at the stars And reckons the distance from here np to for Italian. They simply adore Their smiling professor, that class of four. V. 1 J, r 1 J is for Jones, whose tirst name is Anna. She-'s dignified, tall, and plays the pizmnel H.- - ,. ....- Q. 1. .L . 13 - --:'r: -f' Q . , t - ..-:- gi -1- .,,,,-Y .,f . , ar.:-T .,.., -..1 -:iig ,,--- V Mars. K for Miss Kate, the sick girl's friend- Always ready to wait and tend. 48