The Vinton record. [volume] (M'arthur, Vinton County, Ohio) 1866-1891, 1866-02-08

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brilliant eyes whenever she glanced
toward Helen. Once she held
sway over the heart of Fred, and
hearing whom he had married, she
fancied her time had come.
DO you suppose she knows any
thingP whispered low voice near
her.
Helen's eyes sparkled, her face
flushed Indignantly. She turned
to her husband. He was gone,
speaking at little distance with a
friend.
DO you play, Mrs. Laneg' she
asked, There was mocking tone
in her voice.
"A litt.e,i answered Helen, her
cheeks blushing.
'And sing?
"A little was the half reply.
'Then do us favor exclaimed
Miss Somers, looking askance at
her companions.
Come, /, myself, will lead to the
instrument.
Hark whose mastery touch
Instantly was the half spoken word
arrested, the cold ear and hanghty
head were turned in listening sur
prise. Such melody Such cor.
rect intonationl Such breadth.
depth, and vigorous touchl Who
is she? She plays like an angel
And again bark! A voice rolls
"a flood of melody; clear, power
ful and passing sweet; astonish-
ment gains many a fair cheek a
deep scarlet. There is a deep 81.
lence unbroken, and silver strains
float up:
Aye! care | not for cold neglect,
Though tears unbidden start,
And scorn is but bitter word,
Save when it breaks the heart
If one be true,
If one be true,
The world may careless be,
Since may only keep thy love,
And tell my grief to thee"
GLORIOUS voice ? said Fred to his
friend, who with the rest had paused
to listen.
=. sWhe can She
The words were suddenly ar
rested on his lips. She turned
from the piano, and the unknown
was his wife
Il congratulate you, Fred,' said
the young nat his side, but he
spoke to marble. The color had
left his cheek. He walked slowly
toward her.
If he was speechless with amaze
ment so was not she. A rich bloom
mantled her cheek, triumph made
her eyes sparkle as they never did
before; they flashed like diamonds. |
A crowd gathered to compliment
her. In graceful acknowledge
ment she blended wit and humor. |
How well she talks who would |
have thougks itp He has found a
treasure was whispered all around |
The room.
Meanwhile, Frederick Lane stood |
like one enchanted, while his little
rustic wife quoted books with per-
feet abandon, admiring this one
condemned that.
A sedate looking student lost
himself in Latin quotation; Helen
smilingly finished it, and she re-
ceived look of eloquent thanks.
Bon mots, rapartee, language rich,
fancy and imaginary, fell from her
beautiful lips, as if they had re-
ceived touch from some fairy. |
hand.
Still Frederick walked by her
side like one in a dream, pressed |
his hand over his bewildered eyes
to be sure of his senses when he
saw her bending, a breathing Wis
sion Of loveliness, over the harm, |
her full arm leaning on its golden
strings, heard again that rich voice,
now plaintive with some tender
memory, rise and fall in sweet and |
sorrowiul cadence.
Tell me- said he, when alone |
what does this mean? feel like
one awakened from a dream
Only country GIRL said Helen,
then falling into her husbands |
arms, she exclaimed, forgive me, /
am that little rustic that you would |
sooner die than wed. Are you
sorry you married mep
Sorry, my glorious wife, But
Helen, you could not deceive. Did
mot understand you had dnever-'
Been at an academy" she broke
in; never took a music lesson,
never was taught to sing, all very
true, and yet | am all you see me
here tonight, myself my own teach