The daily intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Territory [i.e. Wash.]) 1876-1881, 1879-09-24
A SECOND TRIAL.

the center Of the audience-room al
ready taken. pressed forward. look
ing 70 the right and TO the left for q
vacancy. On the very front ro.s o
seats found one.
Here little girl moved along u
make room for me. looking into my fact
with large gray eyes. whose brightnes'
wAs soiteDsd by very long lasbes. He'
face wss open and fresh As . newly
blown rose before suLriss. Again and
again I found my eyes turning TO The
rose like face. and each time the gray
eyes moved. half smiling TO meet mine.
Evidsatiy the child was ready 70
'msks up" with me. And when,
with . bright smile. she returned my
dropped handkerchief, and l said
Thank you !" we seemed fairly intro
duced Other persons. now coming
into the seat. crowded me quite close up
against the little girl. so that We soon
felt we'll acquainted.
"Thers's going 70 be great crowd. "
f, she said to me.
YES" ! replied. people always
like to see how schoolboYs are made
into men,
Her face bsa,nsd with pleasure and
pride - she said:
My brothers going 10 graduate; he's
going to speak; I've brought these
flowers to throw 10 him.
They were not greenhouse fsvorites
just 0ld-fashionsd domestic flowers.
such rs we associate with the dosr
grsndmothers; but. l thought. they
will seen sweet and beautiful to him
for bis little sisters sake
That is my brother, she went Oh
pointing with her hosegay.
The ons with tho light hair!' l
ssked.
oh, no. she said smiling. aud shsk-
ing her head in innocent reproOf; mot
the hOmely one, with rsd hair; that
handsome one with brown wsvy hair.
His eyes look brown, too; but they are
not-they are dark blue. There! he's
got his hand up to his head now. You
see him. don't you.' .
. Il see him. 1 said lie . very good
looking brother
Yes. he is beautiful she said. with
artless delight; 'and he's 50 good, and
he studies 50 hard He has taken care
of me ever since mamma died. Here 10
his name on the programme. He -
not the valediotorisn. but he has an
honor for all that
saw in the little creatures familiar.
ity with these technical college terms
that she had closely identified hrself
h.. Oh hnnoa ~
successes.
'He thought. st first she continued.
thst no would write the Romance Of
Monastic Life
What . strange sound these long
words had whispered from her chill lish
lips! Her interest in her brother 8
work had stamped them or the child's
memory, and to her they were ordinary
things.
g. Hut then. she went on. he decided
that he would rather write OH 'HistOri.
cal Parallels, aud he's got n real good
Grafton. aud he says it beautifully. He
has said it to the great many times,
most know II by heart. Oh. it bcgins
20 pretty and so grand. This is the
way it begins. she added. encouraged
by the interest shc must have seen in
my face: Amid the permutations and
combinations Of the actors and the
forces which make up the great kaleid-
oscope of history. we often find that
turn Of dsstiny's hand
'Why, bless the babyr thouRht.
looking down into her bright. proud
fscs. Icau't describe how very odd and
slfish Il did seem to have those sOnor-
Gus words rolling out Of the smiling.
infantile mouth.
The Oand strikiug up. put an end to
the quotation aud 10 tho condolences.
A. the exercises progressed. and ap-
proachsd nearer and nearer. the effect
on which all her interest was cOncen.
trated, my little friend becsm excited
and restless. Her eyes grew larger and
brighter, two deep red spots glowed on
her cheeks. She touched up the flow
srs, manifestly making the Offering
ready for the shrine.
Now it's his turn, she said. turning
to me face in which pride. and de-
light. aud anxiety seemed about eqaslly
mingled. But when the overture WAS
played through. and his name was call
cd, tue child seemed. in her eaSerness.
to forget me and oil the earth beside
him. She rose to her feet aud leaned
onward for . better view Of her beloved
a he mounted to the speaker's stand.
l knew BY her deep breathing that hee
heart was throbbing in her tbrost. !
knew, too, by the way that her brother
came up the steps aud to the front, that
he was trembling. The hands hung
limp; his face pallid, and the lips blue
- with cold. felt anxious. The
child. too. seemed to discern that things
were not we'll with HIM. Something
like tear showed in her face.
He made An automatic bow. Then .
bewildered, struggling look came into
his face. then q helpless look, and then
he stood staring vacantly. like SON.
uambulist, ct the waiting audience.
The moments Of painful suspense went
by. aud still he stood ss j: struck dumb.
/ saw how it was; he had been seized
with stage fright.
Alssi little sister! She turned her
large dismal eyes upon ne. hes ior>
sottep it, she said. Then swirl
change came into her fsce; strong.
determined look; and on the funeral
like silence of the room broke the
sweet. brave, child voice:
AMID the permutations and oo"ol-
natious of the actors and the forces
vhich make up the great kaleidoscope
of history. We o!ten dud that fa'n OF
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