The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1870-12-22

low Dare after the first sentence. Mira
bel shook her head.
What's that you have done ?" asked
Mallie Ray across the table when they
were seated.
"Repented of my misdeeds and turned
over new leaf" he responded gravely.
Cs nest pos possibye!" she replied,
with a shrug of the shoulders that, bare,
white, and dimpled, were the most effec-
tive exclamation points imaginable.
Dare laughed. Then leaning over and
lowering eyes and voice. "Do you think
80 Then indeed I am without hope
There were depths unfathomable in his
eyes and tones and Cupid's wings made
faint fluttering in the region of the girls
heart as he tarned away. If not firt,
at least Dare knew his power, and when
one knows that. it requires muck OF
honor and something of grace to refrain
from using it.
Out from the conservatory whore the
musicians were hidden, borne on with
the odor of heiliotrope and tuberoses,
foated the sensuous strains of the Straus
waltzes, like the swaying of fair white
arms, with over and above them the pas
sionate breath of tropical song, tremu-
lous, sad, yet sweet as woman's voice.
rising like cry of pain, then sobbing
and dying away.
Mirabel, dreamy, forgetful of all
around her, with the touch of hand still
warming her own, the thrill of voice
still in her ear, stole away from the dan
GERS to the little room opening from the
hall--half boudoir, yet hardly more than
an alcove of the drawing room. Cross
ing her arms upon the mantle, she cooled
her hot checks against the marble.
Some one paused and looked in curl
ously. 1t was the tramp--the woman
who had come out from town to see the
Judge, and who, released now from the
conference, was on her way to the kitch-
en- again.
Not at all abashed by Mirabel's pres
cnce, she cody surveyed everything.
from the rose tinted ceiling over head to
the delicate moss buds and blossoms in
the Administer rug under her feet.
1t touched Mirabel with sudden Pity
she to be so warm, so wrapped about in
luxury, so wrapped about in love, and
this poor creature to shiver outside of it
all.
Come to the fire." she said kindly.
" 1t was long way to walk on such q
night"
The woman glanced quickly out and
across the hall to the happy throng sway
ing before the breath of the music
They won't come in here ?"
ooh no."
She threw herself heavily into one of
the silk covered chairs, and half defent
ly thrust her feet out upon the delicate
yet been thawed out of her face, or, it
may be, disappointment had chilled her
anew.
"'Twas long road and for nothing
she said sullenly, and with strong ac-
ceut. She was French, perhaps.
"Was it for nothing? All, that is cruel"
Mirabel said the words quite simply, in
her compassion. They seemed to stir all
the depths of amazement OF doubt in the
woman's mind. She looked quickly,
sharply, into the girls face. Then for
her wonderful beauty, for Mirabe eyes
shone down,
Like as the angels do"
/" You're happy enough" she said.
Happy Oh yes; and lnvoluatarilJ
Mirabels eyes strayed out of the room !;
but Dare was nowhere in sight Coming
back they faltered a little under the
woman's stare
/" Perhaps you are hungry" Mirabel
said uneasily. eff you ask, am sure
they will give you something to eat"
CPL ask nothing more OF any of 'em !"
She buried her chin in her hand, and
gazed gloomily into the fire.
"You won't go back tonight" Mirabel
ventured, timidly.
No; Pll stay about till morning-in
the barn perhaps she added grimly.
And III eat something yet. Don't ye
mind ; but want to look at We moment
You are not afraid ?" for the girl shrank
a little.
"Oh nor Who would harm herr
Most of Fem would be, though" and
she nodded her head towards the door.
"Why, there's that giggling thing"
singing out Mallie. Daeu! 'twould
scare her To death if looked at her >"
and, indeed, for once she was not far from
the truth.
You're young-and you're handsome
and you're god" She chanted the
words slowly 10 herself; but Mirabel
caught them
"Oh, no not very good" she interposed
Don't say so,,' said the woman fierce
". Time'll COME" Her voice
trembled, broke. So was once" she
said dreamily. rocking herself back and
forth. Ten years ago Bon Dieu
what years." They seemed to rise before
her in all their horror, all their shame.
= Not like you, she went Cd. She pulled
out the ragged tangles OF her wet hair.