The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1872-12-24
Agtitultar,, Marhtts, .anus.ntnts DC


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inSuirs ss,sr' van su'' ''a" W. '4 "
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didnT she nc;s :, ss;d xS,t f,;sns =
saI think shc i3;a 5 .Sswstsd NV !. i ili = as,.
more dutifp,lv than 'truthfo,lv / sbaarhs
That was, 'alwsrsz zthsl lwsy. rlIr snr.
one eame and chs1ced n. AZ %, me-
I Was slways cut 81 indispossd. Juiip.
iua from what Ann. diam ussd 4 IN
her yis;tors, ai,oiu NJ 8 -. ss,e,s half
the time. and padding about fhe Other
half sF ssf 'Ts'
) NV cheeks flushed n.fsotlv ,,,,t
morning, to hear them tellinys Max
p,,,i,, 80.
ter. If there was any one / cared for
it was Mr. Ruthven, because he had al
Why's been kiid to me; and kinuhess
was something rare enough Ia nv lie
to be appreciated thoroughly when /
came in contact With it,, -. - 80
They don't want me in the way" I
said. bitterly. "I'lt turn the tables on
them" and opened the parlor door and
went in. .asag Ysei 1?tsaI sdl !aas
&c ood morning; Miss Stafford, y said
Mex Ruthven, With . 'fasa of pleasure, M
l thought, in his handsome eyes. II
have Just been inouirinp for Won. n "'7aia.
G.Iithought you were out, . said Aun.
Diana. 4-f, siI, lsd) skiedo,d er,22s. II
-; s.Why, no." I replied; ,I6akiui,r, at her
wonderingly. "1ou know Won told me
to dust the dining. room. And rye been be
busy there all the morning, .,uY e1sih'a4
, Aunt Diana looked on,inodslv Stern.
I began to see storm brewing.
But theneI was used to lstorsny wealth.
er. Gains were q rare exception in my
life. -sssESa.s<l .slsoiid94aa eds asss3
., II want YOU to sifip for me-. Max
said. opening some ; music nnon the
piano 81, happened into A smusic- store
Yesterday, and came across some old
editions Of Annie O the Banks 0, Dee
and within a Mile o. Edinkoro, Town
and knowing how well your. our voice was
adapted for such songs; / got them, and
have brought them With me. Miss. tu.
cia will play the accompaniment, / am
sure"
II must beg 10 be exxc:ased," said Lu,
cia, loftily.a II never toHid t,lay With
Janet's singing" ~ 'iI,Lha ~ 'ssfS 1907
81 can play my own accompannii-
ments," said, and sat down to the
piano, resolyed.to do nv best 70 Lucia
could not sing at all knew that she
enyied memy full clear voice, and I
liked to display &c for her benefit And
then, Max Ruthyen wanted ueIto sing,
and 1 was only too clad to- he. able, to
afford pleasure to one Who had been SO
kind to me as he had; IN many little
ways. bs,qbi-esas7 ss ai.e95' gI,ass
,y I sang the beautiful old Scotch songs
with all. the expression Ifscould give
them, and ! loved them so we'll that af-
ter the first verse forgot any one was
listening, and sang because + loved
them. Gn"o-,5f so..il.n ;; al tsd, j,g
u fie9er heard any one sing them as
beautifully as you do" Max said. when
I had finished ,theH. II could listen
forever" he added, ID a tone 50 low
that neither Lucia nor Aunt DianA cotld
catch what he was SAYING. . ] was Con
scious ofa little ss!ts color fastiSg
into my cheek, and saw that Aiht
Disns's eyes were Wishing me closely,
'"T am going to bfing you &. book Of
old songs aha ballads that nv mother
has, sometime" said Max az am sure
you will find a great many gems in it,,
: "TBank you; 1 wish you wotiId.s 7
said. "I like old songs so much. There
seems to be something Of the cliarrn
about them that clings0 to yellow old
lace" 10 slsio9q 9fi 3'fld , III rT9'
"a yery poeticai fancy.n sneered Luz
cia. "you should turn poet, Janet" ea
"Perhaps I shall, some day." r sns-
wered. I'm that case l shall be. happy
TO write your biography IN rhyme. :,
" Aunt Diana bridled.s I enioyed- their
yexation. although / could see that u
should catcl, a lecture when Max Ruth
ven was CONC. / had cot used enough
to the signs of a coming storm to be
quite weather prophet. 1n'h s.4. .'''.'.', p
aThese callas are superb" Max said,
bending over vase or flowers standing
on the table. "What are your; fayorite
flowers, Janet q nA'1' - :, a., :,
janet |! nv face was as red as any
rose. He had never called me that be-
fore. A thrill of pleasure woke an
echo III riy hsart that yibrated long at.
ter he was gone. - O. =
81 hardly know" / answered. "Wh;te
roses. I think" @A s'i'-' va -
~ will send vol, no sopje this after.
noon" be said: aNother has some AZ s.
nerh ones m Ser conservatory What
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