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He heard that she was down-stairs and ran toheart The chair was empty; but he knew There was but one place then for these two souls to meet Yet it was far, and he feared, and ran with startled eyes

She stood on the island, ethereal, splendid, like soreen and white of the cotton billowed and foamed about her breasts; the red scarf burned upon her neck; the dark brown velvet of her skin pulsed warht depths of her great eyes fla-concealed and new-born love

He darted through the trees and paused, a tall ly but slimly made He threw up his hands in the old way and hallooed; happily she crooned back a low mother-melody, and waited He ca his way amid the Fleece She did not move, but lifted both her dark hands, white with cotton; and then, as he cahter she swayed and dropped quivering in his arms And all the world was sunshine and peace