The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1877-08-30


Madelon's voice had grown hard, her
lips compressed.
"I have so often. wondered, my child,
why he never replied to the note you left
with Flora Fortescue for him."
"Mamna," said Madelon, with burn.
ing cheeks, 81 have so often regretted
that wrote the note" -
seBut why, Madelon? It was merely
arcquest to slow you to use his name as
reference, gin,case udecided.to accept
asituation as g0yerness "a simple &C
acknowledgement Of our fallen fortunes
and. ]. .think~as a geatleman--and-one,
too, who had always manifested extreme
interest in you-he might at least nave
answered il. eg-e.f, --,.,.e--- (,
s'Dear mamma" said Madelon, hur-
riedly, "don,t talk about it any more. It
was merely one of the long series of
sights and insults We have been called
upon to; endure since we lost our prop
erty. it hurt me at first, but I. don't
mind it now so much"
And with q goodbye kiss and pres
sure of the hand, Madelon Wing left the
house to keep an engagement with Mrs.
Geoffreys, who had senthera postal card,
desiring her presence at Gerald Park st
IL that Inoruing. .
Mrs. Gepfreys was fat old LADY, with
a profusion Of flaxen false hair, q double
chin, and vepolgh diamonds TO make a
human shezE;wihdoT out OF her,
eyes," said Mrs. Geoffreys, elevating
her eyeglasses. ~eYou are Miss Wing,
the singer, eh 2"
81 am Miss Wing" said Madelon, not
withoutsdignity, '"apd I sing" 8.
"Yss,n said Mrs. Geofrey; 'smy friend,
Mrs. Leopold, mentioned your name 70
me. propose to entertain few friends
next Friday evening, and should like
you to give US song. Something Scotch
or English. of the pathetic order, you
know"
"I can sing 1Auld Robin Gray" said
Madelon, quietly.
eyes, T think that would about do"
said Mrs. G. .Auld Robin Gray, and
afterwards the Last Rose of Summer
/ suppose you'll charge five shillings?'
Madelon colored.
"Mrs. Leopld pays me ten."
"Tenp Mrs. Geofreys' voice rose
almost to scream: "Ten for singing
two songs! And the society you are in
and the privilege of supper, if you are so
inclined W -.
.srhe society makes no difference to
me-" said Madelon smiling; "and I
never eat supper"
."Come, I'll give you seven," said Mrs.
Geofreys; "aud that's more than I can
afford" zznza arayN
And to thess termsspoors MaieIopi was
forced unwilliEgly to accseA while Mrs.
Geofrey Immediately made out FIVE
pound order to the nearest florist for the
decoration of the room.
But Mrs. Geoffeys believed in econo-
mizing when and where she could!
"Going to Mrs. Geofreys' partyP OF
course am going" said Miss Flora
Fortescue; "and I'll borrow; yonr pearl
earrings too, Jennie. Guy L'Estrapge
is to Be there, and I think-I really do
think, Jennie, that, i can bring him to
the proposing point tonight, with little
strategy" i,as rs.i3 ~ ~,
"And I should thinkitwash high time,''
said Miss Jennie. Fortescnes ;Ffofas
younger sister. "Papa is beginning to
grumble awfnlly about the nailiner's Bills
and things" ,,,s. ats- .1. y, s5ss5 sli'
aWell,b said Flora, complacensly, ewe
shall see." - = .,,,...,.i - :.
She was plump, blooming blonde, and
really looked very prettysat Mrs. Geoff-
reys' that evening, with Jennie's pearls
and dress of the palest pink silk.
It was one of those awkward intervals
between the dances that aressapt to try
the patience of the most enduring. y
Flora had taken refuge in agFoup Of
Photographic views, with Guy LES
TRANCE leaning lauguidiy over her shoul-.
ders. = .sstse1e. l,a5z. q :. .-l'
"Won't somebody singr' saidhelook-
ing around with aa air of hopeless
ennui.
ave shall have some delightful sing
ing presently" said Miss Geofreys, who
sat by. "Mamma; has engaged the, new
sensation, Miss, Wing. They say she is,
positively charming in ballads"
"Miss-Wiag,"
Guy L'Estrange looked up in sur
sMy goodness thought Miss For
tescue, with sudden. start. "I hope it.
isn't Madelon Wing turned up again,
after all these long mouths" s.s
And she remembered, with q guilty
flush, the note entrusted 70 her care
that she had never delivered, to L 'Es7
TRANCE. .;......s.s-....,s...
But Just as The crimson scarlet sufused
her face, the door was thrown open, and
Madelon Wing giided iutp the room,
pale and lovely, in q dress Of black gren-
adine, with her brown hair coiled at the
back of her head, and a.roll of music in
her hand.
'sMadelon."
Guy L'Estrange involuntarily started
forward, but the next instant he repressed
himselfwith violent effort, as Miss Wing
passed him, and took her place at the
piano, while Flora Fortescue's face was
study.
II thought said T. 'Estrange, in low
tone TO Miss Fortescue, "you said that
Miss Wing had gone abroad
"I-I supposed that she had = falsered
Flora, seeing the network Of faisehood
momentarily tightening around her. !,
Rnt 6nv had gore to the piano, ana