Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1882-09-28

tened thlnklng. how like her voice
bnt not once lad it proved fbe fee
lnz goddess. Nov, without an ef-
fort en- his part. he stood near her:
he noted that the hanghty head was.
il possible. carried tribe more hauQh-
thy than when he met her 6rst: her
face slightly pslsr. though that might
Be the gaslight. Il gives Is at al
times 4 sickly appearance.
Beautslal voice. said d young fop.
wAo aiso fingered near the door, and
iengsd s. have the prestige d g.
e|anai 4 anel Slsb '8n1
g saae. S III ls3 bod
/ believe I'd try TO make an impres-
sion but for that
"You don't mean to say she's not
free. said Sianly, excitedly.
Exactly; it IS well known fact
among her friends. I've known her
for years and could swear to the truth
Of what tell you."
Ralph looked in the puppy's face
and saw that he was stating what he
believed to be true.
= is sad for US both" he thought,
as he went forward to speak TO her.
as. having finished the song, she turned
from the piano. Was it a fancy that
her black eyes glowed with deeper,
softer light ms they rested on him :?
Was it a fancy that the hand that
grasped the back Of chair trembsed
aud slight suspicion Of paleness
swept over her face? He was too
confused himselfto decide, but thought,
"sf she were engaged and | could
make her love me more than that
other man, would it not be an argu-
ment against marrying him Dare
she marry a man she does not love !?
and then, too, how much better to
discover her mistake before it Is too
lac? After all. that fool may have
lied to me; | see no ring on her fin
gel; Ill risk Gll; have nothing to
lose"
With courtly bow. he bent low
before her.
I'VE have met before, Miss Beau
champ"
Yes, smiling brightly, 81 believe
yon owe your extrication from a very
awkward position to me aud you
have never expressed any gratitude
whatever for my services" Placing
his hand over his heart, Two deep
for words, but shall never forget what
owe 10 you, or cease TO cherish the
memory Of the happiest day. Of ny
lie. Begging your pardon for chang
ing she ssEblecf, you cannot i'm lgine
the pleasure your music gave me.
Are you too much fatigued to sing
again ? 1t is seldom / near a voice
that suits my ear; there is such a
difference in the timbre of voices,
Miss Beamchamp. / have known the
time when | have risen up in agony
at = concert and precipitately fled,
my nerves lacerated by music that
charmed all ears but mine. Allow
me TO IKE you to the piano
You ala. N me, she said, gaily;
Il fear the effect of my voice.
Yours always soothss and delights
me. he said. looking down tenderly
into her face. She trembled slightly
as she took her place, for she knew
he was watching her, though his eyes
were shaded by his hand. What
moved her to sing Tennyson's re-
QUEEN song, requiem of dead life
Break, break on thy cold gray
stones, Ossea
The stately calm of the floating
life snip. the low sobbing as it strands,
the reckless dask Of the bilIows on
the jagged shore, and the wild dis
pair Of the closing stanza. 81 ced
the chattering throng and a death
like silence prevailed throughout The
room as she ceased. Moved out of
himself, Stanly bent towards her,
with passionate fire in his eyes.
You will wish to see the gardens
by moonlight" he said, and drawing
her hand through his arm, the faint
est touch from her thrilled him like
softest music. They passed into the
mooniis walks, where The silver beams
Of Luna spread wavering tapestry
for their feet as they strayed under
the trees.
Need we follow them 2 All, love is
ever new and ever holy; it shrines
the object of its veneration from care
less touch Of hand profane. We
bow before the shrine but seek not
to lift the veil of Meth.