Union County courier. [volume] (Elk Point, Union County, D.T. [S.D.]) 187?-1913, 1878-05-01

IT., md poor lane Ieveled in Q fool,
ip6Eadto. Heaven knows what lofty a.
piratioas took shape In her mind. When
~ estabJlihnsnt was closed. and Jana,
who could we'll aford Ii took . hack ID
ths stylish boarding house whore hel
nights D spent ahe allowed her busy
hande 8 resting spell; they lay idly IN
- folds Of her well fitting robe, while
her Imagination w0ve many . fanciful
dream of the future. Tho dream gener
silly calminated in aspacious hall crowd.
ed from pit 10 dome with . full dress an.
dicncc; each man and woman Of them
AL breathlemly intent upon catching
every note that fell from the lips of 3
marvellously lovely creature bending
and swaying upon the great stage before
them, shaking out from her pretty
throat trill and trill, each one more
wonderful than the last, until, driven
- enth1iasm b this Nitchesy. they
ftse from their seats and ding flowers
and Jewels 1t the feet Of this beautiful
magician.
Jane Va IN the full tide Of these Wis
ionary delights when, in that summer
holiday 1t homo, she went with her young
sister 70 the choir meeting. No other
gathering could have tempted her from
the paternal hearth; but there was .
SORT Of malicious slipping from the cup
OF nectar in hearing Dora sing in the
village choir. Jane fancied these simple
villagefs were entertaining IN angel UNI
aWases, and unconsciously doing homage
va melody that would one day enchant
the world.
But suddenly the exquisite notes were
hushed, and looking over at Dora, Jane
found her, with clasped hands and rapt
Ieyes, listening toa strain from Miles Van
Dorm. And sven when the strain vas
hniahed, Dora's eyes still rested upon
him with IN expression that caused that
chill to run down the vertebre Of her
lister Jane.
The next day Jane carried her young
sister OF With her to the city. She was
~Seluctaat traveller, and dropped per
ceptibly every mile farther from home.
Although Jane persisted in drives and
t~psomcnadeA concerts and receptions, al
Ithough she procured for Dora all the
Amusement that money and . respectable
share of influence could obtain, Dora re-
manned obstinately docile, but wearied.
"a decided case of ennui," said one
az James friends. give never seen that
bored expression 90 perfect before. Pm
afraid, Mim Fairfield, it's genuine; your
Held daisy won't bear transplanting."
Jane WINGED It this, but bore It dog.
gsdly, until, three weeks later, the pro-
feaor himself declared that the child
must 30 home.
do you mot zee, my friend of friends"
cried the professor, "that even her voice
il dwindling awayf 1t is thin-thin to
attenuation; there il no longer power nor
compass. See, now, she must 70 back to
the green fields and the daisies. 1t il a
terrible sickness, this NAL du pays. In
the yeaS that are gone, Mees Fairfield,
/ was nearly dying with it myself. To
long for ones native sky, for the air
that nourished the young life, you see."
II don't see," said Jane, testily, look
ing 1t the poor old man with an air Of
stern contempt. "YOu needn't tell me
its all homesickneM."
every bit of it, Mees Fairfield. Tell
her now this night that she shall 20
home tomorrow, and let US watch the re-
suit"
So Jane dropped into Dors's ~listless
ear . few magical words, of which one
WAS " home," and forthwith that treach-
erous color leaped to Dora's cheek, her
lips trembled. "Oh, Jane!' she muir
INJURED, and two big tears OF Joy fell out
of her trembling eyes.
One little hour after, she sang divincly
to the professor 9 accompaniment. That
good man clasped his hands and looked
upward with devout enthusiasm.
"Ach schon!' he said, "wonderschon!r p
And the exclamation was a volume in
itself. 1t pfophesied success and glory,
the fulflment Of all their dreams.
II suppose it might be inconsistencies"
whispered Jane to herself, ~consolingly,
/" there's 80 much of maudlin sentiment
tally in their natures. If this old idol
of a professor babbles thus of green
fields and daisies, why shouldn't 1t Be for
Doraf'
All the way home, however, a moody
skepticism weighed upon the soul Of
Jane, and it was not until Dora had par
taken with spirit Of the delicacies pro-
vided for the evening meal, aud nestled
close to her mothers side in the evening
twilight, singing softly but joyoualy q
little hymn they all loved, that Jane was
allowed 70 rest upon the thought that it
va only homesickness, after all that
ailed Dora
But even ~ they sat there, hemmed
in with r0pes of tangled shrubs, the fra
grant scent of q hop vine slyly sleeping
the practical soul of Jane to q semi-in-
~toxicatiOn, Dora's sweet voice seemingly
. part of the dew and the twilight, and
AL of il wondrously resting to the poor
tired modiste from town-even then a
big shadow doomed up before them, and
rather . hard, rasping voice said, "pve
como to bid you good bye"
Jane cast one look at Dora. The ROSY
lips Of the child were still parted with
the last note OF the song, her little white
hands stretched forth unconsciously to
the new conner and q faint excho of the
word Good bye " reached Jane.
"Wky, dear mel" said Mrs. Fairfield;
" I never thought 10 tell you that MI.
Van Dorm il going away. Ralph Pey-
ton has coaxed him of to his church in
the city 10 be choristef there; and our
folks don't like ita bit, either. But l
suppose it's best for Mr.. Van Dorm;
there amt much chance for getting
ahead here. What with tagging at the
village store all day, and teaching school
at night, I can't see when he gets a
chance to read law; but l believe he
does it, somehow or other"
"That ID one reason why / can't stop
and converge with my friends a. other
people do" said Mr.. Van Dorm, " but
can only ind time to say good bye. 1
shall mis Miss Dora's voice in my new
choir. 1t 10 always full and rich; but /
never noticed till tonight the haunting
sweetnAs about 1t, that gets by the
senses into the soul, and stays there when
the music 10 fed"
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