The Soft No.

From Applctoii's Journal. Young Kitty sat kuittiug. " My darling," 1 saiil, "I liavu bad u most bcautiful dream ! Shall 1 teil i tí" She guve a elljllt sluike of the henil. And auswered : " Fm iurning the seam." I rcachcd for the nicsh, speckleU soft like the pink, Tiiat sht' held in her flnger so smull ; Bui auswered : " I cuu't lea vu ïuy work - oniy tliink ! l'm kulttlog a sock for my doll." "Dou't tense meso Kitty, my deur lltlle ouc - You are dylog to haar, I'll be bound !" " Just walt,'' she sold, smiling as bright as the sun, " Just watt til! I've knlttccl a round." I waltfcd Impatleñt, and then I drew near, Aud pushl Dg tlic curia froin her brow, Isaii!, " Are you ready, Kittie, iny dear. öhe anawerod, " l'm narrowlng now '." Still nearer I drew - put my arm round her walst - And breaklag of silence tlie seal, Repeated, " Dear Kittie, wüy, wtiat is your liastü':" She answeivd, " l'm setting the heel !" I smüeil, and I frowned - I looked upat the clock - At the coals 'neatli the forestlek aglow, And then at dear Kitty - she held up the sock, Saylng: "Would you put white in the too f. ■' i ou shall hear me, Iuttle, you clcarest of Siria, Ancl theu, if you will, yon may s:off!" Shc ghook loóse the hand I hud laid 011 her eurls, And she said : " l'm just hjndigg off!" "I Urcamud of a cottage embowered with trees, And umler thc bluest of skios - " She checked me with-" Sit farther off, if you please, Jly needles will get iu you eyes '." " I dreamed you were there, like a rose ai my door, And tliat love, Kitty, love made us ricli !" "I told you to sit farther ott' pnce befare !'' She answcred : " l'm dropping a stich !" She kuitted tlie last, and had broken the thread, Wheu I cried : " Am I only a Cfíenf] ? Or may 1 be lover? "Shc quletly s:iid Pray wait tul l'vc faátened the end !" "Will you marry rae?" Hcre the worst carne to worst, There was nothing to do but to go ; For I learnecl at the last what 1 raight have known íirst, It was all her soft way to say, Xo !