Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1883-02-08

silsn. eonmpuion With nAsurs in il
grand HtiElness p
~ :. We are frisnds. :. hs said 81 mst
her several years ago % IN Vermont.
] rarely met her here. for il seems
she Is away when | make NV. visits
hema. Mg kaE8eE thinks her the oer-
s0nihootion Of loVsliness. He erowp
aunthnninakie wfgn her narua IL zslulgan
N his presence. and / sometimes fancy
1 should End . rival IN ths old asn-
tleman Il hs eonld call back = score
Cf years that have passed over his
venerable head. Father Is one. the
like Of whom We ssldom meet in. =
liis time, ! dsfy any Phrsnolopist 70
read more accurately face than l.s.
ana when his opinion i once formed,
tis neverdsthr0ned. He lsyes Grace
. VEL % 4 she waa N aanahtsr
Il did not quite understand you
Carna said. my attention was divid-
ed just then between you and these
gentlemen over to our left. They
are discussing the political campaign.
Most Of them seemed to favor vounp
Mon.ague's election to the Senate.
That will be very gratifying to my
cousin Grace. She Is very ambitious
and thinks he would be star Of the
first magnitude in political count"
He Is not the gentleman she would
elect OF her own decision, to represent
her people and their best interests.
She has full share of philanthropic
and patriotic love. il am not great
~ mistaken. and this young man
loves emoluments and fame better
than ne loves his country" he re-
piled.
Mr.. Montague has q very COM
mandlng appearance and fine oratori-
cal gifts, and / think Grace admires
him especially for these attributes.
She admits he has taken q place in
her heart second to none, and feel
sure-but then TIL not divulge
Grace's secrets"
They left the alcove and sauntered
through the portico into the yard.
The moon looked down in serene
brightness, and the numberless hosts
OF stars flung out banners of light
over the still earth. I was contem-
plating the wonderful beauties of
Gods creation, remembering the
mighty Hand that fashioned and the
Infinite mind that conceived them
how from Chaos and darkness, He
said, let there be light and there was
light. and | rejoiced and was glad.
They turned right and left to en-
joy the beautiful flowers in whose
faces the dew was nesting. How
well they looked together, Lester and
Carma ! He stood with his arm rest
ing on marble statue looking down
on her. while she stood picking to
pieces the flowers she held in her
hands. scattering the leaves over the
damp grass. In personal appearance,
how splendidly they matched but
not IN department, not in temper
ament. Two, 40 unlike could never
be happy together. The antago nistic
elements would assert their way, and
-Carma Willard's motto would be,
victory or death" had seen her
face ivid with passion for the small
est provocation, and as in maiden
hood 30 must it be in wifshood.
81 feel so tired, Mr.. Belmont"
Carma said, and drawing her hand
through his arm he led her to q sofa
and seated himself near her.
why, what are you doing, staring
out at the moon" said a voice
behind me. recognized the voice
Of Judge Belmont.
"You must not stay alone, my little
girl. / came to take you to dinner"
and drawing my hand through his
arm, he led the way to the dining
room with all the prlde of q Father.
There were many happy faces there.
The chandeliers threw out hundreds
Of lights, which were caught and
flung back by the sparkling Of Jewels,
and the elabarote toilets and richly
laid table. with its Sevres China and
Bohemian glass, its rare old plate,
with all the delicacies that art and
nature could produce, were beautiful
enough to tempt the most artistic and
were as delicate as ambrosia. The broad
plateau of flowers scattered perfume
and beauty over the scene, and all
seemed glad in the Joy of the feast.
| glanced at Carma. Her briIliancy
outrivalled all former occasions. She
was smiling back at Lester and talk
ing In an animated tone. She could
not conceal her triumph. It flashed
out at every glance, every word.
Again some one asked her to sing.
1t was drawing near the time for US
to 60 home. The French clock was
pointing to two. so she pointed to the
clock and said, "let that be my
apology, tbs late now" But some Of
the guests insisted that they must
again hear her sing. and Lester Bel
mont led her to the instrument, and
stood by'her. Soon his fine tenor
mingled in some old plaintive German
ballad, and never before did two voices
roll 50 smoothly. 90 harmoniously to-
gether as did the two. "Sing Just one
more" said voice at their side, as
she made an effort to leave the instru-
ment, and this time an Italian piece
was rendered that carried one back
to Italy's sunny land, so distinctly
were the words heard and 50 perfectly
was the the piece sung.
Some how, / could not tell Why, I
felt assif fthese was q something" gone
out Of nay life. / am solemnly truth
ful when say, ] did not feel ore
pang of jealousy-no. not one. We