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irch o/iiunjJAY, MApCH 17, 1954 luced AjkJI T1: [le m iBl ew beiks, A springtail leaped from a leaf rV ^ as a careful footstep ; th disturbed his abode. He darted on IS again when the second foot took ^ k the first, wondering I Wo could be so impolite as to feline muse him from his twilight daze. ,1 ^i^d then, seeming to aid tai I e intruder, caused the violet to >ants, quiver and the springtail, too big and P^^ch, landed on his back s un- ijk, wriggling his legs —^ child in a tantrum. A garter snat. • , tantrum. A garter owtl bjjj. I ^hthered beneath a rock, c y escaping the next quiet a of the foot. The wind blew IS stirring the shadows of thp ^k^j footsteps ceased for He remembered when he first discovered his accomplice. That hole had been his lookout when he was Robin Hood; it served as a porthole when he sailed with Cru soe. Then one day two eyes peered back at him, two very blue eyes supported by a turned up nose. Those eyes to him now mirrored heaven. Their small hands could join then; however, as the years passed it became more difficult, just as their being friends became more difficult, for wealthy parents are not so willing for their jewel to be placed beside a less brilliant stone from a poorer setting. I fh^ k ; ^ luorsreps ceased tor - " Hnl .k^ foot of the ,g of ''■“let-bordered wall. ""th'airf^and"' pervaded the s„pk 7,^^ to pay tribute to er krf caress, the intrud- pef tatS wall. Hesi- oe j’’nno • ^ hand moved to Now, because the world was not given to freedom for all men, he must leave and volunteer his strength for the right. He remem- iic y ODpni’ ’ • inuvcu lo an d ^ wall where a brick ^ ^ should k wall where a brick * ^^*the been, but halted, for arinijgj of the leaves compel- g qH’ .1 ^VCS A k.' :dge^ ' the trees eyes upward. Above him on either side of the wall swavpfl , wail touch; ^^”tly back and forth mali'Pomenf tr" “ s'yl"!)'- For a vki»that a" ocean ^ ciclullahx t'^ould be his site, his ^ he’again ^tb reveille. Once of were nature’s umbrella ^jje now motionless the cfUi ‘things breathe easi "■'Per^trs-God.' easier ■so 12 m sought the open ing in fk “‘“in sougnt the open- ^^^frememh ^ faltered as he reached ^ smaller hand that ^^S'ears K for that opening f ^*^soughf ^ small hand i^a^been nl cookies which had f'^>am-ebyanevepsmall- .,hitti -i^itk „ grown 'bad bee passing year. There ti^‘'*innoceru-*^ other treasures in that ®xcite wall—insects t.^.'f'throup-k ^‘f^^al when he passed ^tage ,nd u^“P‘gf^i^-Pulling” ' spelled with mis- , .lidded k- ^ when neckties were u to his wardrnhp bered the fear in her e}^es when he told her of this necessity and won dered if she feared the test of time or the plans her parents could le gally force upon her while he was away. In a few moments he would know, for in this trysting place that had veiled the secrets of their love she was to place the petal of a rose, on the night of his vo}rage, if she chose to wait for him and stay the will of her parents until his return. Onl};- a few fingers now could enter the space, and they touched the roughness of the brick and searched for the softness of a petal. But only the rough surface could be felt, though his fingers lingered, as if hoping Fate would change its mind. The hand withdrew; the intrud er straightened and retraced his 'hilltop j j- filled bv staffs have Alva Wallace steps. The wind was felt again, as if Night breathed heavier because something had disturbed its sleep. The springtail, in annoyance, took a leap and landed in the hole in the wall as though to follow up the search. Seemingly satisfied, he hopped out on the other side into a^ fairer garden and landed on a single petal so soft and fragrant that he prepared to settle there for the night. And the wind blew— QifcU Dawn The morning is pink And a wee pink bird Chirps a song through my Soft pink dreams. Noon The alchemist sun Turns everything gold, ’Cept the cat and me. And even he Has golden eyes. Twilight The breeze brings with it Blue shadows That creep on the town; And a sleepy bird Closes his day With one blue note. Night Black trees Are twins with Black tree shadows And the dog who howls On that dim hill Is heard and Echoed Here. —^JoANN Denton HILLTOP—PAGE FIVE t :w :e ter he rvi( ids hn ni Fre srfc , A leg( reer the the iate( a h She larsi er APF iarti and irtis )[uil] jerts Poi ! att Mu5 ) t id 1 le w lists nnei it in by pla Art Was wan P ai :omn she dgiai eema Sout playi ad sc JED] e'one. Dntfip PFtMi;, J T>,
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