The Grange advance. [volume] (Red Wing, Minn.) 1873-1877, 1876-11-22


We shall find their sweets bestoWinS
l.! Tie gardens laid above.
VIE ROSE AND CANKEIs.
ILL, curtain rose upon Il blaze of
ligl:4. and splenlor, and Glare Wealey
in Tie character Of ':Cndine," came
out Behind the fcotlights and began
singing:
81 would were a Bird
low and soft the orchestra accom-
panied her III Il exquisite tangle Of
melody.
Her heart beat wildly. as it always
did. when she glanced at the SCI, of
faces before her, but growing en-
thusi=stic as she went on with her
singing, she forgot the crowd and all
else but the rendering of her own plain
tive voice.
Sweet faces in the audience smiled
ut her brilliant women looked on with
approval men raised their opera.glass-
es. and leyeled them in admiration at
the sparkling, piquant face and pearly
shoulders.
She was small for the stage, a round
ish. girlish figure, but it looked quite
uueelly in her trailing, shimmering
white dress, covered with silver stars.
How had Glare come here
How does the wind sometimes blow
i lea! out Of the forest. and carry it
far u;t into the city streets!
Had she parents? Yes and no.
She had q drunken father, who had,
years ago, ran away from her mother,
and is to whose whereabouts Glare was
not particularly anxious to ascertain
her memories Of him not being very
salutaGy.
l[cr mother had been, for some time,
safe from her troubled life asleep
under the mools,'' as Clare Scotch
ancestors had taught her to call it.
Had she relatives Yes.
She had her full share Of uncles,
aunts, and cousins but Clare had early
learned that, of all classes of people
who expect the most from, and do the
least for us, it is those towards whom
we bear this degree of kinship.
She came to the city. and having
starved on sewing for a few weeks, land
wilteA in the in]zy air of a printing Of
lice for while, she was one day pass
Jag the manager Of this theatre, and
asked him if he would try her On Sec
onda:y parts for q while. The man.
ager was used to all sorts of applicants,
all sorts of girls, and all sorts of faces,
from the brilliant star actress to the
jaded, second class danseuse.
There was winning sweetness
about Clare that made her creep into
1o:c NO III
much for q fancy he had taken to her
!ace Us to any skill she might possess.
Glare began on very low wages, but
putting so much OF her heart into
every thing she did, she soon began to
be quite a necessary acquisition.
She had good luck, which is only a
fancy name for the success that comes
to us, for being always at our post and
ready to do our duty.
She managed to live comfortably on
what she earned, although not belnga
great woman. she never toook q great
part OF received great pay.
She WASH L great singer, but she
had d sweet voice. and often came in.
us she did tonight, to sing some SIM
pie ballad amid quite q shower Of ap-
nlauso. Part Of the time she was Il
mermaid, sailing around in q mimic
sea-. III Il VasteDoard boat. At the
matinee. in the afternoon. she would
he one Of the ''Dabes in the Wood. -
rhe next night she would be al angel
dying off in thin space, with q glamour
Of pink AND blue lights over her. In
fact. Glare was SO many things III such
{. small space Of time. that she had
begun to grow unsettled in her mind
Us to what she really was but all this
time she had kept her life as white
and clean as an unwritte1 page, never
forgetting, among all her temptations,
the teachings Of the mother under the
''mools.'
''She is a woman, therefore to be
won,' the habitues Of the theatre
thought, who considered that women
who earned their bread and knew what
temptation was must be very easy
prey but they did not know the reso-
lutte fiber in little velvet Clare.
She had grown used to suspicion, and
although it had, at first hurt her to the
heart S core, she had grown to glory all
to herself in her purity, as a secret that
no one else would credit. She never
took wine Or oyster suppers with the
rest, but. DIS soon as her part in the