The Milan exchange. (Milan, Gibson County, Tenn.) 1874-1978, 1883-12-01

and don't get concert on the pier for
nothing every day. Turn round, and
look at your audience"
Margaret turned hastily, and beheld
at some little distance behind her som
half dozen marines in semi-circle.
quite silent, and listening att ntively
their bronzed faces looking picturesque
ly weather-beaten above their closely
fitting blue and crimson Jerseys. They
looked somewhat sheepishly at one an.
other when their presence was discov-
cred. Their presence alone, however,
would certainly not have Disconnected
Margaret. The presence, with them,
of Louis Baldwin did. He, too, had
evidently been listening to her singing.
and, with slight smile on his face
was leaning up against a post near one
of the fishermen. He took off his hat
rs he encountered her gaze, politely
wished her good afternoon, and then.
looking toward one of the fishermen,
said:
"You look as if the spirit moved you
to say something or other, Jake-per.
haps to thank this lady. | am sure she
will be very happy to listen to you"
Thus pointedly singled out for the
general observation, Jake looked very
foolish, indeed, shuflled his feet,
clasped one elbow in his hand, while no
held the other hand bashfully before his
mouth.
"EhP" repeated Baldwin, with i'm
perturbable gravity.
Nothing, only that we meant no
offense. We hope she doesn't mind us
having listened" he stammered out at
last.
Mind-no!' said Margaret, smiling.
II am very glad if it gave you any
pleasure"
1T did, deal, miss" said Jake,
embroidered by the gracious reception
of his speech, and his companions gave
an asserting murmur. IF so be as
you was not too tired, miss, and thought
fit to give us another song, we should
thank you heartily" he pursued, be,
coming still holder.
Don't refuse, Margaret, whispered
Rupert. "They do so like singing,
really"
She hesitated moment; then, saying
within herself: Il have sung scores OF
times to drawing-rooms full of fades, ill.,
sipid strangers who talked all the time
| was exerting myself-why not to an
! audience like this, who would be really
grateful"
And, besides, she felt that Baldwin
was watching her, as he had watched
her from the moment he had first seen
her; and she was not going to be daunted
by this watchfulness. Rather, since he
was mystitied about her already, she
would puzzle him still more, and turn
the tables upon him by singing in a
manner which he could not but approvo
Accordingly she smiled upon the assem-
bled fishermen, and replied
"Well, one more if you like, but only
one.'
Without waiting for any answer, she
"Auld Robini Gray with all the power
and pathos that she could summon To
her aid. 1t was song to which she
was fully capable of doing perfect just
ice, and more than Justice If she
wished for a little triumph, it was not
unnatural, and she had it, Louis gaze,
which at first had been fixed upon her
as if he would have her know that he
was listening and criticising, was grad
ually averted, and directed seaward.
Every rough face of the fishermen was
turned intently toward her. 1t was an
entirely new experience to her to be
able to awaken this intense, fresh, I'M
sophisticated interest; it strung her up
to crafty it by doing her best Her
tuneful voice rang out, vibrating sweet
ly in the clear air. AS her last notes
died away,
And Aud Robin Gray is gudeman to me, -
she felt the tears in her own eyes
tears of sympathy and feeling. Bald
win did not speak. Jake, without any
prompting this time, said:
"We thank you heartily, miss, and
bid you good afternoon"
GOOD afternoon. l am glad you
have enjoyed it," replied Margaret,
with that simple and gracious cordially
which is far more keenly understood
and appreciated by 1.-the p eople' than
most persons imagine. The men strolled
away, their hands in their pockets, and
as they got more distant, a baritone voice
from amongst them came, like deep.
toned echo,
''Auld Robin Gray is gudeman to me-
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