Huntington advertiser. [volume] (Huntington, W. Va.) 1874-1921, 1875-05-13
NJ iSceilaneOuS.
CLOCHETTE.
The Little Story Of n Little Song.
"SDinrlng WAS y0uag Clocheite,
Ca ~ fphd ynI 10 NOJ;
Sire Wa q sad o)Guc'jr.
Ua "a : a l,Nc INN

"Spinnny WAS yOuag Clochet.c,
Cane fnda yn1 10 WOO;
Sire Wa 3 sad o)Gucjr.
I'e " ; love. hue.
Long golden la>he. fringe q paii
OF soft hlie eyes; and on the breath
o. the summer night is borne, i'll 3
fresh, tender Young voice, the word,
OF the little sony.
The girls ewes know very vel,
that pair of dark ma culiue orb.
are shining down directly upon them
striving to discover ~ huttcr of lasl
or tremor oi iii, some answer to the
question those same brown eyes have
asked over ami over, in their dumb
mate language. Bot the white lid,
are quite nHmoved, and the SONG
goes on in the sweet, pure voice;
"Clncicrtc. Clo,sst.a.
Nnu irt- III fir from YOU.
GIUclpi:e. CiUchrtte,
come to sly aleu-
"Well chosen. Miss Nelly" inter
runt> the own + Of the dark brown
eve; bend II % e.as headed: "Yot
nave selected most appropriate
eoHg for my last evening at Cedar
Croft"
"loa like it, then % answers, Nci
ly Allm, PLAYING the accoInpaai
mcnt softly, and continuing in :
mccking voice. II thought it apro
pos one who hears the title If 'hirt,
cnn, I suppose, readily understand
the feelings Of u 'coquette' as well :.
"lou conf"und or transpose tn,
positions, Miss Ntlly." returned Hur
nv Rand, warmly. II assure you. i
* with the deepest emotion of tn,
Gond youth, that ] most sv'npathize
for | too, come 10 say ddieu :.
Adieu!"-and there is a patheti'
tone in her echo OF the sad word
Then, wi!h a quick tHss Of the gold
en- head, and a heaaing smile, Nell!
| Allan changes the tone instantly am
answers witA l;ttle laugh;
"And yon think really bel;cv'
YOU are going away, you, who hav,
cre wolf 80 ctien mat no on'
needs any more: iregret that car
show no appropriate grjefat the an
nouucement, but indeed cannot &c
out tear. | am not bit sorry iol
y1u wont co." Aud with dash tn
| lldil4 Whit hands fly over the keys il
Il wild Wauz.
\ cloud gathers over the dark eyes
and the husky voice threaten,
storm a, 1t whispers hoarsely, "Yot
do not care Aud is this all you wi!
say to me, Nelly Am | to 90 will
no other than those cruel words, yol
are not sorry.
"Oh, bon coya3r, and that sort o
thing, OF course laughs Nelly cyel
her shoulder, rafting Oh iii her walt
with chaos Of harmony which neith
er hear nor heed RON.
cit ia YOU who are the most heart
less OF co1uettes, and ! shall 90 anC
try to forget goa forever, adieu !.
and with these words Harry RanC
stalks out OF the room, As state y a {
prince. The hall door closes with :
bang; and. as though it were al
echo. the !a,t chords of the waltz enc
now in crash. while in tie shaGowy
moonlight fair golden head may
be seen piilowed on the piano desk.
What else could say she sob:
to hersolE Does he expect me u
throw myself into his arms and tell
him that ! love him with all NY
heart, and will be his VIE before he
asks me? II can't be wooed | won't
be won Stupid fellow, 10 talk in
enigmas and parallels all summer
bong? Why don't he say cat boldly,
Nelly, ] lore you-will YOU marry
me-" instead of looking umutterable
things oat of his big, beautiful brown
eyes. and saving when The time ar
rives to part but 'adier.' Oh, hate
him-there :" An;l fresh burst OF
tears showers down on the white
KEYS.
Very cool and stately indeed Prince
Harry stalks of but there is a smart
ing wound beneath his armour that
s;ings aud uaius hcyond relief.