The Huntington argus. [volume] (Huntington, W. Va.) 1872-1905, 1873-05-17

TIC great hctres$i iOuuu u way into riOr-
mes hand and it's perfume to her heart
Then the huriy CURLY struck It's prelude
notes, the Gootligh,s were lowered and thu
fairy ieet OF the ballet girls, in their pref,
African saddles twinkled in time 10 the
musics rise aud fall.
! Florines work was done, but her b ear,
was iull of dread, and she almost wiz shed
-he had not asked Mirs Harrington. for
then Frank Armitage could never have
known all OF her poverty, that ha1. never
seemed so bitter as now. She Il asten Ell
home, aud hal arranged the table to her
liking when she heard Frank gayly call
ing
| zone, two, buckle my shoe;
Three, four open the door,
and then entered, with Miss Harrington on
his arm in a trailing robe of peach bloom
shade and flowers IN her bonpy hair
With true womanly tact she dscerned
FIorines uneasine-s, and ,,trove to di-pel
It 10y pleasant words and merry Jest She
had brought handsome bouquet Of Cam.
/
crowned the little board
Tea j. ready aud you must come at
once cried the excited little hostess
Miss Harrington fell into raptures over
the quaint pieces of oil service China,
and Frank Armitage did nothing but call
Tor toast, and declared the tea was vrila
bIe nectar, and tit tor the gois. The straw.
berries were cool AMI luscious, and Flo.
RAE liked to watch Miss Harrington AS she
poised them Just before her lips a tribe less
rosy than the fruit, III their tempting beau
ty.
FlorIne had invested the balance OF her
hal promised the remainder OF its pay
ment from her next quarter salary The
fragile glasses were old and very rare, and
IA royal table might have priced them, and
which TO express their admiration for the
delicate gobleIs.
"FlUrine brought TO her fair guest an old
harp,.of the ancient Mosaic pattern, that
bright and happy days. Miss Farrington's
lJeweled fingers swept the chords, her SPLEEN
did head thrown back. aud sang with ex-
quisite pathos some melodies OF the olden
time, and when she had finished tears
stool in tlorinc'- bright ewes, as she cross
ed the room aud kissed the brow OF the
beautiful woman. Frank words were low
ami lew, but sufficient to testify his aupreci.
alton Tor the wondrous melody OF the harp
and voice, but more than all did the singer
prize the words OF Florines blind grand
mother, who, unable TO hear the chords
unmoved, had groped her way to their
midst, and thanked her with trembling
voice, for the sounds that had carried her
back to the golden days of her childhood
and sitting there, beautiful still in the win =
ter oil her years, she seemed to FORGET how
many days had crowned her lie 80 she
related period after period, OF her girlhood
ard reaching for the harp. she grasped It
with IL wild delight, aud for the first time in
many years, sang with quavering yet gen
dropped her feeble head on the instrument,
as the last note died away, her lace illu-
mined 10y a heavenly smile, while the 9th
ers sat in mute admiration, making no
motion to disturb the dream, until Florine
fearing the GIli.ue OF such unaccustomed
excitement placed her arm around her. ~
II TO assist her from the room, wnen 10,
she found tha; with that last sweet note
IN which she had lived her childhood once
again, her spirit had borne the echo ct the
sound to mingle in the harmony OF the
upper choir, and Florine vas wholly alone
in the world
Miss Harrington and frank sought to
comfort floriuc, but providence gave kind
81 aid and she became delrIou., aud tor three
long week she knew not the tender cire
she received from her friend, Miss Earring
ton. Opening her eye4 one fair summer
morning she WIS LewiIderej to find every
thing strange about her BY her couch,
on a small pearl inlad table stood u glass
% amber wine. and some exquisite flowers
NilNen curtains adorned the windows. re-
arm chairs OF purple aud diyan- ol woo.ng
depth. aud on tie trail dressing table, were
costly perfumes and iuuumerable irinket4 of
Jewels and gold The pilr clear light tell
-.anuug through the tail muilionci vim
dow, aud -honc iu.l across . painting that