Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1880-10-29
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But that lady being very keen about
beauty. had already marked her.
WHO is that lady with the crown of
gold?'' she asked of her hostess: and
Mrs. Gaspard. who was proud of her well
selected library and handsome companion
answered:
my secretary, Miss Baron. Qaite a
jewel. wouldn't have her in the house
for the world, if I had SON.
Lady Hastings laughed easily.
Those fears are quite out Of date !;
men are so much wiser than they were
What does she do?"
Everything"
''And how does she do it?''
MagpifceDtly. / hope no one will
discover her value and rob me of her
She saves me all trouble, and sings like a
prima donna, for thirty pounds year =
"Pray, make her sing presently"
Lady Hastings said And at the same
moment Lionel entered the room.
Nav felt as If the words 'Lionel. don I
you know me" must be painted en her
face, as after speaking to Mrs. Gaspard
and his mother, he turned and car"ie--ly
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who wore his twisted gold ring upon her
finger.
"A golden beauty was his thought,
as he let his gaze travel away from her.
"Never seen her before; quite new, evil
IDENTIFY
It was relief to her that at this mo-
ment Mrs, Gaspard came to her and Is
sued her polite command in the words :;
MY dear. will you sing?'
The acute agony she experienced at his
non-recognition could not have been borne
in silence. She must either have cried out
or laughed Heaven help the women who
laugh in their anguish; they suffer more
than those who weep. She must do some
thing. she felt, and so it would be ;,S well
to sing. and as she got herself 10 the pi-
ano and took off her gloves. she stole an
other look at MIN, and he was looking ri
her admiringly. His lips had left kiss
on hers which had never been brushed of.
And he had forgotten her, Oh the PAIN
and shame of it, She plunged into some
thing and sang 1t well, though every fibre
trembled.
When she had finished il he was stand
ing by her. ready to offer her compl-
ment Again she turned her great, plead
ing violet eyes upon him, but he did not
know her The little ring shonf III the
lamplight. for May never killed it by
wearing another. Doubtless he admired
her fingers, but he never noticed the ring.
He spoke to her of masters, of those
who had trained her voice, discussing
them intelligently. Her voice "reminded
him Of queen of song whom he had
heard in Vienna" he said and ne added
that he never forgot voice. Would
she sing again. He would like 10 remem-
Der hers"
How dear he was 10 her in spite of all
his cruel Inconsistencies How desper-
ately dear How he hated Lady Hastings
at that moment tor coming up to him and
putting her hand on his arm, and telling
him that she must take him away" how
she envied the mother, How she loved
the son
- am to hear one more song, and then
am at your service. You will sing again
will you not ?" he said and Lady Hast
ings backed his request by saying:
1T Is really asking too much of YOU
but do"
She could not resist the impulse. Be
fore hcr-though she strovc to be blind to
it-rose the scene and the actors in it
the dav that was full of all summer glory,
sweetness warmth and rose-lght, the
velvet lawn and weeping willow. and
covered vicarage. and the splendid boy
hero. to whom q lovely, shy little girl
was reading poetry. She could not resist
the impulse. Come what wound, he
should be reminded of that scene, too
And so when her pearly notes IN all their
purity smotc his ear. they fell on these
words:
"Nou love me in your tender way
answer you let me
hut oh there comes another day
The day that Won forget me
And after one eager. grasping glance.
he exclaimed:
"Why. it's May-May Baron and her
song came TO an end.
Ii would be pleasant to have 10 record
that as she was revealed To him. his love
for he. returned without delay. But mine
is a true tale and therefore | cannot wrest
facts to nv own pleasure in any such way
As he recognized her. he admired her i'm
mensely. and remembered that even in
her girlhood she had not been gawky
after the manner of other girls. But he
entirely forgot that he had ever loved her
or ever acted in such way rs TO teach
her to love him. There WAS not the
slightest approach to that high misde-
meanor in fashionable lite-a scene. Ills
self possession was So easy. so peri, ct.
that May at once recovered her own.
True. she ceased singing the instant he
exclaimed iLssz2 sssS ET.7LaE1
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