The Lambertville press., 1859-10-06

night, for when we were at Mrs. Gray's, he ac
tualy talked for an hour with that nobody, Ag
nes Bryan"
| And with the same magic glasses, Harry might
have seen Agnes Bryan giving the last music les
son Of the day to a stupid pupil, who either
could not or would not understand the spirit OF
a simple waltz which she was practising but
persisted in drumming it forth as if it were a
march for the battle field. But at last the tired
pupil was dismissed, and Agnes, weary but light
hearted, went to prepare for the party
"When you are ready, come and read to me a
little, said the invalid mother.
~ will, replied Agnes, cheerfuy, "you
know it never takes me long to dress.
And in few moments she came down dressed
in delicate fresh colored muslin, her dark hair
falling in simple ringlets requiring neither wreath
nor gem to enhance her quiet lovliness.
~ hope that he will be there" was the thought
that fitted through her mind as she took up a
book and began to read aloud
When Harry entered Mrs Temples parlor,
he found Helen there and looking more brilliant
than he had ever seen her before The glances
Of her bright eyes quickly attracted him to her,
and for a whole hour he yielded himself to the
spell of her destinations She was beginning to
think her triumph sure when Harry, on turning
suddenly, met the clear, soft glance Of Agnes
Bryan's dark eyes. He bowed smilingly and bv
an irresistible impulse would have approached,
but quick word from Helen chained him again.
"Do you know Miss Bryan ," he asked after
listening few moments to her gay salles which
had suddenly grown stupid.
Miss Bryan ?" she repeated. No; be
lieve she gives music lessons to my little brother
but | have no acquaintance with her,
"There is great deal of character in her face,
he continued
Indeed Do you think so Z" said the
proud beauty, with slight very slight look Of
scorn at the object OF their conversation. She
makes very good music teacher, [ am told y
The tone and look had not escaped the quick
observation of Harry, and he went on rather
roguishly =
+" And do you know that it takes qualities of
very high order to make good music teacher
There must be patience, quickness of perception,
frmness, enthusiasm for the art all these are
necessary requirements, all these can discover
in Miss Bryan's face. Do you see frmness in
her well-formed mouth, enthusiasm in her large
eyes D
oh, do not go on, Mr.. Stephens " said
Helen, interrupting him with forced laugh.
@ I am no physiognomist. Bnt you were ask
ing me to play something, little while ago /
have just remembered something which am sure
you will like" She seated herself at the nstru-
ment, and as her white fingers gded over the
keys, he could not help smiling at her jealousy Of
Agnes.
In the meantime, Agnes drew near, and stood
a quiet listener with the group that now sur
rounded the piano. Helen played with briIIian-
cy and almost faultless grace of execution, but
Harry looked in vain for that enthusiasm which
! he had predicted, in the calm eyes of Agnes
BRYAN. She felt what he did not perceive until
few minutes later that Helen played as vel
as one could, who had not soul enough to com.
prehend more than the mechanical part O
music
q Miss Bryan you must favor us now" he
said, when Helen looking quite radiant with the
consciousness Of the admiration she must have
excited, rose from the piano. Agnes hesitatec
a single moment, then blushing seated herself al
the instrument
What a touch succeeded the rattle and dash
of Miss Fowlers performance The very fra.
GRANGE of the music breathed through the silent
room, for the first low, floating accents swellec
into the grand and deep, then melted again tc
liquid, flowing harmony, stiffness fell over all
and they listened with hushed hearts to the voice
OF true music. Harry felt the difference in The
two players, and felt the cause, too, lying deer
in the character of both.
She rose quietly, and before he could thank
her she had glided away. He paused for mo
ment, seeking her with his eyes, and then tn,
ringing voice of Helen called him to another par
of the room
" We are talking about women's rights.
don't believe in them I don't think it belongs
to women to earn money" she said gaily. I'D
you, Mr.. Stephens +"