silver the of a lily her piled hair like black glass she had the and ness of a and her eyes were intense he was stirred to rise from the table and to hold the chair for her and all through supper he ate his bread dry because he felt that she would think him common if he said you hand me the butter iv she had reached the calmness of not caring whether her guests liked the party or not and a state of satisfied suspense in regard to s in serving before cried from the bay window in the living room here comes somebody and mr and mrs faltered in at a quarter to eight then in a shy arrived the entire aristocracy of all persons engaged in a profession or earning more than twenty five hundred dollars a year or possessed of bom in america even while they were removing their they were peeping at the new saw turn over the gold pillows to find a price and heard mr the attorney gasp hi be as he viewed the print hanging against the she was amused but her high spirits as she beheld them form in dress parade in a long silent uneasy circle clear round the living room she felt that she had been back to her first party at sam s have i got to lift them like so many pigs of iron i d m t know that i can make them happy but make them a silver flame in the circle she whirled around drew them with her smile and sang i want my party to be noisy and this is the of my house and i want you to help me have a bad influence on it so that it will be a giddy house for me won t you all join in an old fashioned square dance and mr will call she had a record on the was in the of the floor loose lean rusty headed pointed of nose clapping his hands and shouting swing y � even the and and professor george danced looking only slightly fo and by rushing about the room and being and to all persons over forty five got them into a main street and a virginia but when she left them to themselves in their own way harry put a record on the the younger people took the floor and all the elders back to their chairs with smiles which meant don t believe try this one myself but i do enjoy watching the dance half of them were silent half resumed the of that afternoon in the store hunted for something to say hid a and offered to the owner of the flour mill how d you folks like the new furnace so oh let them alone don t them they must like it or they wouldn t do it warned herself but they gazed at her so when she past that she was that in their of respectability they had lost the power of play as well as the power of thought even the dancers were gradually crushed by the invisible force of fifty perfectly pure and behaved and negative minds and they sat down two by two in twenty minutes the party was again elevated to the decorum of a prayer meeting we re going to do something exciting exclaimed to her new she saw that in the growing quiet her voice had carried across the room and were abstracted fingers and lips slightly moving she knew with a cold certainty that was his about the catching the hen running over the first lines of an old sweetheart of mine and thinking of his popular on mark s but i will not have anybody use the word in my house she whispered to miss that s good i tell you why not have sing why my dear he s the most sentimental in see here your opinions on house are sound but your opinions of people are does wag his tail but the poor dear longing for what he calls self expression and no training in anything except selling shoes but he can sing and some day when he gets away from harry s patronage and ridicule hell do something fine for her she urged and warned the of we all want you to sing mr you re the only famous actor i m going to let appear on the stage t while blushed and admitted oh they want to hear me he was clearing his throat pulling ms clean handkerchief farther out of his breast pocket and thrusting his fingers between the buttons of his in her affection for s in her desire to discover artistic talent prepared to be delighted by the recital sang fly as a bird thou art my dove and when the little swallow leaves its nest all in a reasonably bad tenor was shuddering with the shame which sensitive people feel when they listen to an being humorous or to a child publicly doing badly what no child should do at all she wanted to laugh at the gratified importance in s half shut eyes she wanted to weep over the meek which clouded like an his pale face ears and sandy she tried to look admiring for the benefit of miss that trusting admirer of all that was or could be the good the true and the beautiful at the end of the third miss roused from her attitude of inspired vision and breathed to my i that was sweet of course hasn t an good voice but don t you think he puts such a lot of feeling can lied and but without originality oh yes i do think he has so much she saw that after the strain of listening in a manner the audience had had given up their last hope of being amused she cried now we re going to 