Bozeman avant courier. [volume] (Bozeman, Mont.) 1872-1882, 1875-05-28

It was again an opera nights chilly
November cvening-and HI. Raymond
having ordered the carriage for the res'.
Detook himself 10 his library under pre-
ense Of being too unweiI TO so out, thoux b|
ia reality he wanted to remain alone at
home 10 think. He seated himself before
4 bright anthracite fire and gave himself
up to reyerie. He loved Jessie Graham.
But he had not the slightest reason to
hope that ehe loved in return. She evi-
dently looked upoo him ss her guardian
and nothing more. Even now hosts Of
younger men were pressing forward, eager
to be first in the contest for that fair hand.
Should he give her M without single
triall The very thought of her leaving
him was madness. MOI He would try
and win her love-she could but refuse
him, and then he thought he could let her
go with at least not quite 80 heavy heart.
Lot in thought, he was startled by q
knock at his door. Much to his surprise.
his come i'm was followed by the entrance
0f de subject Of his thoughts.
why, Jessie. have you not gone with
the rest? Did you not say you wanted so
much to hear Mignony
Yes, Uncle Phil; but can hear it some
|other time, and tonight I wished so much
Ito lnaye talk with you. feel just in the
mood tor it, and will stay, if I won't dis
twb you too much
NO, no; of course, chill sit down; wha,
do you want to say to me? Has your dress
maker disappointed you, or has one of
your numerous lovers been referred to me
for his answer?'
'Nonscnse! / haye dresses enough, that
YOU know; and as for lovers, care not
rush for all of them. But want to talk
seriously, Uncle Phil. It IS time now for
me to begin TO think of taking care.of my
self. You have taken care of me quite
long enough
This begins to look serious indeed. And
how do you propose taking care OF your
self. as you call it. little oneg'
why, you know, uncle, have always
thoaght would teach. You don't want
me to sing at concerts; l don't dare Il
sing opera; SO there 10 nothing else lef
for me to do. heard to-day that Mad
anne Alberdo wants teacher of vocal mu
SIC for her young ladies. 1t is gooe
! situation, and would be good opening
80 thought would speak to you aoou
,IiL'
4 so you are really anxious to leave me
'|are your
4 why, uncle,' and here the dark eye
z filled with tears and the sweet voice sho0l
! il ht>la; you know I am not anxious L
leave this dear, pleasant home, but
Thought this too good an opportunity t
lose.'
For some minutes Philip Raymon'
LEANED his head ON his hand. lost j
. thou ght; when he raised it there was til
light Of a firm resolve IN his eye. Jessie
said he. bring that stool and come an
sit here at my feet, where l can see yo
as talk to you She obeyed him won
deringly, and looxi up into his face
SAID. We'll, uncle, wn.. is it?'
e will it make you unhappy if I refus
|my consent TO this plan of yours?'
No; not if you tell me something he'
ter to do. Are you really going to let m
sing in operas Oh, Uncle Philp
8 NO, Jessie, have another plan; bu
J. that is not it. Listen. dear. Could yo
; he happy to stay here and teach prisa'
e|pupil?'
"A private pupil? How funny! Onl
one? don't understand it; whose child
its
J. Not anybody's child, only 80 far
). men are but children of a larger growth
7 Men? Is 1t mani What in the worl
q does . man want to learn singing TO
e What do you mean-who Is 1t, Unc
u Phily
= 1t is I, Jessie"
d You? Ha! ha! ha! l knew You wel
ioking. You learn to sing? Why, uncl
le you never could tell one tune from anotl
y ler.'
% 4 could try, DEAR
y Not the slightest use, I assure you
'e labor thrown away. l should want son
10 more promising pupil than you, uncle
IL IL =. But I think I could learn anythir
> ~ fou to teach me, Jessie
VI bbmething in the tone OF his voice MAJ
'cIher look up. He was gazing down upt
!. her, his eyes, hrs whole face CLOVIS
n with the mighty love that filed his heal
rShe understood hum now and covered b
ID face with her hands to hide her burnil
alcheeks.
ed Is it too much to ask, Jessies Can y
--lloye an old fellow like nsel See! there
Ell tImany thread of silver IN my hair. b
C. my heart is young, and it has never low
as|before all these years; and oh! do 10
I'd you %, my darling, my darling
ey 6hc lifted those grand eyes to his, q
Z for all answer left > trembling kiss on
't-lbrow, Is she said. Il win try and be
nd tient teacher, Uncle Phil
ct Just ~ the carriage drew up, bringi
laude and Phil from the opera, he Y
lie saying. Ard ! shouid meyer have kno'
th you, darling, had 1t not been for thu
Of lilies.'
m And that Is wtJ she wore water lilies
oflher wedding day.
fe. LIKs Byron, the Worcester Press oue
N. to wake up and fnd itself famous on
". count of the following:
ri held hand ct "dAw,"
all And thinking It worth while,
lvl I "blinded" half my pile:
"a, And with . triumphant smile,
eo He s'eaw."
i'd dfew one card-rwas red;
elf The other four wese spades.
10! 6traaghtway that fellow wadea
IOt For me with three old naids-
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