Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1885-02-20
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try learn very quickly by heart, and
you might show me-"
my dear, you ire an angel, a dar-
ling!' cried Adela, rapturously. clasp
ing Miss Rose in her arms. ''How too
dear and good of you! I can't tell you
how grateful l am"
"You are the first person in the world
to do a kind and good-natured action"
whispered Jack in her ear, almost flat
ly contradicting the very last remark
he had made to her. But he was in
that idiotic condition of mind with re-
gard to her, when whatever a woman
does or says, or leaves unsaid or un-
done, seems to be equally perfection in
a mans eyes. Nevertheless, when Miss
Rose had been carried away by his sis
ter to be drilled and coached, he could
not help owning to himself that, ami
able and good-natured as was Miss
Rose, he feared that her acting would
be a failure.
eat such q short notice, and such a
part, so wholly foreign to her nature!
Poor little girl, how can she do it?"
It was with very feelings
that Jack watched the curtain go up be-
fore q crowded audience that evening.
He saw upon the stage Miss Rose,
and yet Miss Rose mysteriousIy trans
formed; a wealth of dark curls over
her brow, a red satin dress made in
the latest fashion, and the glitter of
diamonds upon her white smooth
throat; and then the saucy glance of
her laughing eyes, that seemed as if
more than once they singled him out
of the audience before her, the easy
gestures, the perfect enunciation, the
natural talent with which she went
through q part in which she had acted
many times, filled him first with
amazement. and lastly with admira-
ton; she was more beautiful than he
had EVER conceived her to be, and her
acting was so marvellous that it al
most took away his breath. There
came one scene wherein the ''Girl of
the Period'' had to smoke a cigarette,
Miss Rose went through the perform
ance with a graceful ease, which, al
though it made his heart stand still,
was yet very far from Earring against
his taste; the cigarette, as smoked by
the Quakeress, became almost a poeti-
cal and feminine action. Nothing"
he said to himself, can vulgarize her;
she is the innate EN- bOdiment of a lady
in mind"
Nevertheless, he was glad when the
play was over. The curtain went down
amid thunders of applause, and Miss
Rose, in her gray silk Quakeress garb,
came back presently and sat down
among the audience while some inn
promptu charades were being acted by
the others.
Jack made room for her beside him.
How did l do it:?" she whispered to
him.
1t was perfect. I am speeches. with
anazelfi:nt at your acting. had no
idea you were so clever.' This praise
was grateful to her; she was so con-
scious of having acted her best.
eff you had studied the part for
weeks you could not have done it
better" She had studied it for weeks.
She played with the buttons of her
glove, and held her tongue. cit was
dreadful to me to see you act that
part like that" he went on in a
whisper.
'.Did it pain you?" She lifted her
dark eyes and fixed them upon him,
with all earnest gearing look in them:
how different was o their expression
from that which he had see in them
half an hour ago!
EYES," he murmured back, ''because
I love you, and you know it," The
charades were going on upon the stage
and the audience was in a state of semi
darkness. She lowered her eyes, and a
faint smile lowered upon her lips; was
it of Joy or was it of triumph? Il little
of each, perhaps. II love you as you
are, and yet everything you do and say
is right in my eyes. because it is you,"
he went on passionately.
A twinkle in her downcast eye.
..Even the cigarettcs?" she muir
mured.
81 forgave you even that; no other
woman could have acted, that, and yet
produced no sensation of disgust upon
me; and yet, dearest, tell me that you
love me, and that, for my sake, you
will never smoke a cigarette again in
your life?:'
81 will never smoke ac;garette again
in my life," she answered.; and she
kept her word. But she would give
him no answer to that other question,
although he urged her to do SO.
Evil you tell me tomorrow night
at the Wigrams' ball, them"
"Do Quakers go so balls?"'
elbow ear l tell-you will go, will
you not? You are going to stay with
people close by, 1 hear; they VIII sure-
ly take you"
sin my gray frock?" she asked with
a smile.
'.What does your frock matter? you
are always lovely in my eyes. If you
love me you will be there to meet me-"
every Well" She answered in her
quiet Quaker-like manner. And he
could get nothing more out of her.
The next morning, Miss Rose had
taken her departure before the rest of
the party assembled at a late breakfast
table.
The boil was crowded; the party from
Fosborough Court arrived very late. AS
Jack Dormer edged his way through
the block OF people at the doorway, his
eye ran eagerly over the bright parterre
of well-dressed women; he saw there
many beautiful faces, many brilliant
dresses, much glitter of diamonds upon
white necks and arms, but nowhere the
1ittla rr,v dress and the uniat demurp