Shenandoah herald. [volume] (Woodstock, Va.) 1865-1974, 1878-07-24
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Leona Bracebridge threw hcrselfpeart
land soul into the new l.fes Shepfactic-
ed tiills, and ripples, and'hish C's with
unremitting perseverance; she sat all
day at her hired piano, and spent. Ter
evenings in studying up the plot Of .
novelette, which was to take the uncon.
scious world by storm. And SO the year
passed by.
.sing?' said II. Peroux, the leader of
the orchestra Of the Opera HoUse-'you
sing, mademoiselle? A very nice little
parlor voice, dare say, but you'd be Of
no more use than a chipping sparrow
on the stage. l should think your
common sense might have taught you
that
NJ. Peroux was rough, but he was
honest; and Leona went back in tears
to her boarding.house, where fat bum
die Of MSS. awaited her, neatly tied in
brown paper, and labeled
For Miss Bracebridge. Positively
declined
Is it possible that am failure?
said poor Leona to herself. And with
all these bills to pay,and the piano hire
due for year, and
But Miss Bracebridge's unpleasant re.
velie was cut short by the tapping Of
her landlady's kuuckles on The door.
4 don't want to intrude, Miss said
the lady with the belligerent air OF one
who means business, but I've several
heavy payments to meet next week,and
l would be greatly ogllged if you could
just make it convenient to let NE have
a small payment. For its nearly six
months, bIiss-I'm a tcllin' you gospel
truth-since I've seen the color Of your
money; and its just such.bOarders as
you. Miss. as drives honest folks like US
into the bankrupt court.
Her nose REDEEMED spitefdlly, and her
voice grew louder, as she uttered these
words, and poor L9ona shrank away III
spite Of herself.
Twill communicate with my friends,
Mr.. Battc~sby.sail she. and settle with
you very soon.
I hope you win, I'm sure Mss, said
the landlady, closing the door behind
her with a jar that set every vein IN
Leona's flame a quiyer.
See sat there in the shabby room all
the afternoon, crying quietly to herself,
thinking, with her aching head resting
upon her hands, Of the pastand the pre-
sent. Aud then she put on her bonnet,
aud went to the little red-brick house
where her father had died. two years
ago.
Mrs. Lynton was sitting in the rcd
glow Of the freight, knitting away as if
she had never left ofall those months
ofLeona's absence.
Child cried she, as the tall figure
glided across the floor and stoodin front
of her, IS it you:'
Yes, Mrs. Lyntan, It is |, said Leo
ma. 'I'ye come back to tell you l am
sorry that l ever acted so foolishly. Pye
csme back to say that l Will be Felix's
wife, if he will overlook the past
Old Mrs. Lynton began to wnng her
hands in dire dismay.
oh. Leona, said she; you are tco
late. Felix was married last week. We
tried our best to get your address, bat
you had moyedaYay from the last place,
but left no clue behind. Zoe was heart
broken about it, but there was no help.
Yes, he was married last week, aud
they have gone to Philadelphia for their
wedding trip. And do believe my
poor boy is happy at last
Loona stood pale and silent as
statue Of marble.
But whom did he marry:' said she.
Didn't l tell you, child? Why, Zoe,
Of course
Felix Lynton and his young wife are
as happy as if fthere was no such thing
as trouble in the world. So is old Mrs.
Lynton. And Leona is supportingsher-
self, by giving lessons IN music and
doing whatever jobs Of plain needle
work she can obtain.
Pride must have a fall says the
proyerb, and Leona Bracebridge is ore
of its living illustrations.