The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1881-09-28
MISCELLANY.
HER FIRST APPEARANCE.

after all her preparations were made, that
now, nearly at the last moment, such a con-
tretemps should occur, and the more she
thought of it the more was Mrs. Stewart
Allenby in despair.
And with good reason, for she had issued
cards for morning concert-a matinee musi-
Gale, as she called it on the invitations the
first she had ever given since she moved to
the great house in one Of the most fashiona-
BILE roads in South Kensington, and she par
ticulariy desired that it should be a success
and now Signora Belcore had gone and fallen
sick at the eleventh hour, and the programme
would be too short unless some one could be
found to- sing. the cavatina from Linda de
Chamonnix.'
. Put in comic song instead" suggested
Mr.. Allenby, whose taste was not educated
up to concert pitch.
. A comic song indeed - echoed his wife
with scornful laugh. George, you are a
fool!''
But as Mr.. Alienby had heard this blunt
statement a good many times before, he was
not at all dscomposed by it.
At that moment the door opened softly.
Mrs. Allenby started up.
Williams" cried she to the footman,
I'm not at home Didn't tell you could
So .eoo's sn,s mummy
se' 'i1auau', Tue looslhah answered
coughing behind his hand 9 but it isu tcom-
pany, madam--it's tue visiting governess.
"ohr' Mrs. Ailenby was visibiys relieved.
"Come in, Mise Ashton. Williams; call Miss
0o.''"noe ~ onoe " "ot iessops'
$40 ns"'o" '''"o qu'e.'y nj i''io'
s'"s ets0'ee o'e"'u'o' WIN soi' ua1oi eyes,
o1"p'0A'on 40 p"'0 40 "ois' anu ine"ue'
s'o'eo upo" Her s'p"h hanus,
Aou arc "os "sii, MIS- Aieuoy' a'i
"' ,s 'n' sa''' seu''s' as Sie sea'eu hs'-
''"'
am wen enough r SAID Mrs. Stewart
n'ienoy' petuiant'y-' only I'm IN despair
lou don't know OF any one who could sing
that cavatlna FOR me, do You, Miss Ashton y
rerhaps-l could, said Margaret.
GU
Mrs Allenby stared as II the visiting guyer-
ness had stated that she could construct
sentence ID eanscrit.
80 1000 0SSs s' ~A'' f"'~'i
land that cayatina was one Of my fayorite
pieces"
fou darling r she cried. "If only you
could help me out OF this dilemma. IN be
grateful to you al my life long,
Margaret went BACK TO the humble little
SUBURBAN cottage where she rented three
rooms-a cottage where she supported fret
fui vaietudinarian mother, and pretty
widowed sister, whose life had been failure
all the way through.
Charlotte, she said to the latter, I'm
gong to sing at concert next Wednesday u
+" GU r echoed the widow. You'll fail,
for certainty"
" can try" said Margaret, with fluttef-
ing sigh.
" Your voice is we'll enough" said the
sister, disparagingly "but it has no volume.
And you never will have the confidence to
sing before an audience"
The tears came into Margaret's eyes.
~ must do something, Charlotte" said
she. 1--WE cannot live on as we are living
now. We are in debt everywhere and since
the doctor has prescribed dainties for mamma
haven't known where to look for the fnohey
to buy them WITH
Perhaps shall get something to do soon,"
said Charlotte.
:" Bat in the fieahtime?" said Margaret,
with sorrowfdi uplifting of her eyebrows.
She was magnanimous little thing, this