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Show 66 MADELYN CANNON STEWART SILVER traveler, and active churchman. Perhaps entranced by their love, the fulfillment of their destiny-they were to be married the fol lowing February-Madelyn herself fell in love! Here is how she wrote about it in her diary: For nearly three days, I have imagined myself in love. I blush to write this. It seems so ridiculous now. But there was all the elation and partiality and everything. It all came about in a very short time, and an entirely inexplicable way. There were the heart-poundings, amounting almost to suffocation at times. I think it must be youth, crowding me a bit too close. Perhaps it all came just to help me to understand Louise. And all for those three days I wasn't afraid! I realize now though, that it was a wee bit near, and I'm getting a bit scared. But the time has not yet come, so I'll step down on firm ground. There is too much in the power of suggestion!" This was not the last time Madelyn would fall in love before her marriage, but out of the brief falling-in-love mentioned in her letter came two delightful poems. She had been reading about the Celtic religious festival held on the eve of May Day and she imagined the following: A PRIMROSE RING Sure you've heard 0' the fanciful primrose ring, That you make on the eve 0' May, Where just at midnight a fairy steals down To bear your true wishes away. Well, yester e'en love, sure I tried it myself, With primroses fragrant and yellow And I sat in the center to catch, if I could, That arrogant, wise fairy-fellow. Ah the moon was so soft, and the air was so cool, That I very soon caught myself blinking, But after each nod I repeated the wish, ('Twas of you all the time I was thinking!) |
