The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1882-07-05
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PERFECTLY HEARTLESS.
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"Prettyf - Yes, rather, but perfectly
heartless !" said Mrs. Holmes to Dr.. Satin
ley, young. and talented physician with
whom sshe was eonSsssing at q large and
brilliant entertainment. :; lea n,
Heartless with that sensitive mouth,
and those eyes so deep and full of express
sion ?n said The physician niasingly
az don't admire her style of beauty at all.
She looks like wax doll, and her heartless-
ness is proverlial Since. her uncle left her
50 wealthy sle has had spitpr4 tsy ths scefs,
and fiirts with every one, Why, look at her
now ~ EF2 S8NIkN slslA MARI NJ
+ DIR. SANKEY'S eyes followed the direction
in which the lady waved her fan, and rested
or the central figure of a groupAaround the
piano. 1t was'a. LADY young and fair, with q
tall, exceedingly graceful figure, pure Greek
features, and large blue eyes, Her hair was
short, but the soft, full eurls made q lovely
frame for the fair face. Her dress. was OF
dark lace and twisted amongst the golden
curls were deep crimson flowers, with dark
green leaves u and ON the snowy throat and
arms glittered blood-red rubies. She was
conversing gayly with knot Of gentlemen,
and Dr. Stanley saantered over to the group.
Miss Marston," said one gentleman,
"what has become Of Harold Graham, the
artist .i si5fs ia.4 % ! siap ,IsQ -
e The tiny hands swept over the ivory keys
of the grand piano, in measure of bril-.
liant waltz; and another of the group, sup.
posing Miss Marston did not hear the ques.
fion sai{f. ~ &EEss'ss&ssxk g #MaSE
s"Odtatths elbows, End can't appsarss I
"He is wretchedly poor, there Is no
doubt" said third.
" Perhaps he has committed suicide. II
ID three weeks since be Disappeared said
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"Oh, hope not !" said Miss Marston
we want his tenor for our next musical
soiree. 1t would be too provoking for him
to commit suicide !"
4 Mrs. Holmes was right, though the doc
tor, &sshe ispeifecsiy hearfless PoorsHar
odd"
He turned from the piano, but stopped as
full, rich voice broke out into song. Evs
Marston was singing Schubert's g Last
Greeting !" and into the mournful words she
poured such wailing energy and deep pathos
that group after group, id the large rooms,
Ecessed their gay conversation 10 Hsten te
the music.
"Can she sing SO without heart or feel
| ings'' murmured tho doctor, again drawing
nearer to the piano.
"Eva." said young lady, as the last
notes Of thejsong died away Eva, play a
polka, won't your"
A contemptuous smile quivered for mo-
Isment on Eva Marston's lip; then nodding
good naturedly she dashed of into lively
polka, which soon melted the group around
the piano into merry, ight-footed dancers
and DR., Stanley went with the rest.
n The nett morning Miss Marston sat in her
own room, writing letter. Let us peep
over her SHOULDER at one sentence:
~ An hollow, all heartless, Miriam You
blame me for flirting you are not here to
see how they follow me merely for my mon
ey; not one true heart among them all.
There was one--Harold
A knock at the door interrupted her.
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Good morning." said Eva, pleasantly.
How Is Terence this morning 2" .
!tsOh. miss fieAl hAsntifhf he Is to-day.
Sure, marin, Pm sorry yeve had to wait SO
long for the needle-work.
! tsNever mlnd sli.s How could you work
with the poor fellow so ill?"
"Sure, miss it's many one expects their
work, sick or WE'LL and isn't Jerry sitting
up the day playing with the toys W sini