Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1882-02-23

many day since the narrow walls had
echoed to such music as when Penrose
lifted up his voice and sang, with look
like one rapt in his face, till the old RAT
tiers rang with the sonorous sweetness
of that lofty tenor.
If Miss Barbara could stand that un-
moved it was more than the parson
himself could do. Possibly she did not
try to; but she seated herself before the
second stanza had been sung, and grad.
ually disappeared behind the big, kind.
ly pillar that let no one look at her face
if she did not choose.
She did not walk out of the church
with quite SO high and mighty an air, il
may be, as that with which she walked
in. Perhaps it was because the minis
ter was beside her; it certainly was not
Penrose beside her. That was he with
Julia Palmer in the church-yard. Well,
Julia Palmer was a very nice girl; but
if he wanted the application of this
mornings sermon to all the systems OF
philosophy from Gaudama's time to
said, as she Ioitered on alone, for the
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day, and had left her at the church
yard gate.
Barbara took her time walking home
that June noon in her crisp, blush mus
Inns and creamy laces, coming the long
way of the avenue-the shore would
have been the shorter way, but nobody
in Beachline walked on the shore on
Sunday. 1t may have been the rose
I nnlnroH 1ini,, Of hoy. f,arasn1 that ST
such bloom on her face as she turned
the corner to see Penrose leaning on
their gate and twirlng pink water-lily
between his fingers.
eel suppose you wonder where I got
it," he said, "before summer itself has
it. Well, that is my secret, and likely
to remain so, as you refuse to ask
81 would rather ask where you
learned to sing she said.
"To sing?" he answered, not exactly
understanding, or supposing he had
done anything unusual. SIN my cradle,
[ suppose Didn't you?''
Again, then, that familiar address,
that free and assured gaze, which was
enough to freeze a spring in the Sahara
Desert. 1t froze the spring in her heart
for that moment, at any rate.
81 don't know that it signifies to you,
Mr.. Penrose, where L learned to sing"
she said.
"Oh, indeed! Then why should it
signify to you where learned, may |
ask! You began it, and then he looked
at her again, and laughed like a child.
''It does signify to me where you learned
to sing, and all about you," he ex-
claimed. "How you learned to speak,
even; where you got that contour of the
cheek, that CLINT of the eye"
"Do you mean to say" she said, turn
ing full upon him, and her black brows
meeting above her eyes, 'that you are
in love with me?"
cit is bold man that looks at such a
frowning brow and says it, but l must
stand by my colors. l have been in love
with you this year and MORE" said PEN
rose.
"And would you have dared tell me
of it on so brief an acquaintance, she
cried, 'sif you had not thought me
thing for sale, and to be bought with
your money? Let me pass, if you
please;'' and she motioned him to
stand aside that she might go through
the gate.
s'Before Heaven" cried Penrose, with
the hot flush branding his face, 81 for
got I had any money. And you'll
should never have dreamed your mind
could receive so sordid q suspicion"
And he bowed low, hat in hand, held
open the gate for her to pass, turned on
his heel, and went along the street with
step that seemed to her to ring like the
clank of an iron chain far off through
the still Sabbath noon.
sFine work for Sunday" said her
mother, as she came in. eff you are
really going to carry on filtration with
that young millionaire, Barbara, take
some other day than this, and some
other place than the most public one in
town.
But a flash from Barbara's eyes was
her answer, and the girl swept up the
stairs to her room, and tore off the hat
and feathers, and faced herself in the
little mirror. sYou fool!' she cried, to
the image looking back at her with great
wide, shining, and excited eyes and
blazing color-''oh, you fool!" And
then she burst into tears, and fell on the
lounge, and lay there in a sobbing pas
sion. And if her mother, who in the
mean time held her pet Bible-class of
the beach laundresses, thought anything
about Barbara's appearance when she
saw her at later part of the day, she
took credit to herself for having brought
Barbara down with so easy shot. It
was not to be wondered at if this young
lady was not entirely understood by her
own mother, when it was so evident that /
she did not know herself. But her |
mother had an excellent opportunity for
acquaintance with her in the following |
week, in which she shut herself up in
the house and garden, and saw nobody; |
and if the poor lady's life was not worn |
to thread in that week, it was not be-
cause the alterations of Miss Barbara's |
moods from gloom to gayety, from tenn
per to tears and torturing bursts of re-
pentance, were not enough to make gos-
samer of the stoutest nerves.
1t was the day when all the young
people and all the summer people of |
Beachline had gone on the trip to the |
woodlands that Barbara stole alone /
down the hack wav IN the Goa and ont |