The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1885-07-31
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Kate, and the party adjourned to the
parlor at once.
But the piece of music which Kate
spread out before her was go extremely
classical, so utterly beyond the taste Of
her listeners, that Lila soon saw that
they gave it their attention from po-
likeness alone. She waited impatiently
until Hates hands dropped from the
keys.
Cant you play us The Mocking
Bird with variations, Kate?" she asked
a little timidly, fearing her sisters re-
ply.
eyes, that was always fayorite of
mine, said Mr.. Marshall
II don't play anything of that kind, Z
said Kate, in chilling tone. II haven
played The Moeking Bird since | was
fourteen years old. =
do you know any dance music?n
asked VIII Beardsley. II may be SUBJ
jecting myself to YOUR inward scorn,
Miss Kate, but must confess a liking
for waltzes and galops."
Kate tried to repress it, but a de-
risive smile curled the corners of her
mouth.
81 leave dance music for Tom, she
said whenever he is home he tortures
me by stunning on my piano when
ever he can get a chance, and the
'Chopsticks Waltz, The Blue Danube
and 'Mollie Darling are among his
fayorite selections"
''He knows all the Pinafore airs,
too, cried Lila. Il think it is wonder
full that he can play so well, for he
never took a lesson in his life
81 don't agree with you as to his
playing a0eJi,' said Kate. eff it
wouldn't look selfish / would lock the
piano whenever am through using it. -
''Wel, suppose we go out on the
porch again, said Lila. ''There is no
use staying in here if Kate won't play
anything we like. !"
sit is not my fault that you don't like
it,, said Kate.
'.No, it is our misfortune" said Will
Beardsley, laughing. eve poor NOR
tails have not reached your height yet.
You do well to aim only at the best,
Miss Kate, but we can not all have your
| chance"
AS the sisters were going upstairs on
their way to their bedrooms, an hour
or two later, Lila turned to Kate and
said, in an aggrieved tone:
1T was really unkind of you not to
play anything we asked you for, Kate.
know Mr.. Marshall was dreadfully
disappointed"
EGYo1, fold mo +bo+ bo xuoe foo1 of
music, said Kate, coldly. eff you
meant trash, why didn't you say sop
II think it is downright selfish for
you to learn pieces that only one per-
son out of hundred can enjoy" cried
Lila. cat least you might learn some
thing occasionally that would please
the friends invite here"
MY friends enjoy my music" said
Kate, land can not waste my time
over the trashy pieces you would select
for me. Your friend, Minna Day,
wanted to join our club, and was sure
her music was up to our standard. We
admitted her to our meeting last night
and gave her trial. She was to play
anything she chose, and we were to
criticise. What do you think she Sc
lected? / declare | almost laughed
when she began on what are the Wild
Waves Saying with variations. You
ought to have seen the faces of the
other members! 1t was as good as &
farce. Of course we will not admit her"
81 don't blame you in the least" said
Lila, warmly. "Her music would not be
acceptable, and it is only to your credit
to cultivate yourself as far as possible;
but | think it would be only polite for
you to learn a few pieces that would
please your family. Father has spent
hundreds of dollars on your musical ed
ueation, and you show your apprecia-
ton of his generosity by playing moth
ing he can enjoy"
at seems to me that you are giving
me regular lecture said Kate Il
will leave you before you get fairly
warmed up to your work, for fear you
might say something even more disa-
greeable "
Unpleasant truths never are palat-
able" said Lila, as a parting shot
The next day Kate dressed herself in
her most becoming suit, and went to
call at Mrs Beardsley's. She had ex-
pected to see VIII, but his mother told
her that he was on the hills sketching.
"You may tell him that he may ex-
pect note from me this evening"" said
Kate She spent an hour after she
reached home in the composition of
that note, for she wanted it to be word
ed in manner that would leave moth
| ing to be desired.
81 am going to take that prize with
out fail, mother" she said that even
ing. II thought last night of something
l can put in my quilt that will make It
hundred times prettier than l thought
it would ever be. You mustn't ask me
any questions. will tell you all about
it as soon as get note 1 am expect
| ing"
The door-bell rang shortly after and
she left the room, her face fairly beam
ing.
lit is my note, suppose" she said,
as she went out.
She returned halt an hour later. Her
eyes were red and swollen from weep
ing, and an angry flush was on her
face.
| Olu you 6NSI uedL VI any LuluS 80
mean?" she cried, crumpling in one
hand sheet of note paper. 81 would
not have believed it of him! Oh, man.
ma, | am so disappointed. / was sure
he would be only too glad to oblige me!
l can never like him again.
"What is all this about, Kate?" asked
Mrs. Stormouth. Il don't understand
YOU"
''Why, wrote such a nice note to
viii Beardsley, mamma, telling him
how much had admired the beautiful
pictures he had painted, and which his
mother showed me this afternoon, and
saying how proud ellington was of his
wonderful talent. And then | told him
about my crazy-quilt, and how anxious
l was to take the first prize, and asked
him if he wouldn't paint me CENTER
| piece for it on cardinal satin, selecting
any design he thought would look well.
l left it entirely to his taste. told him
how much | would appreciate the pos
session of a piece of his work, and and
oh, | said all sorts of nice things!
And what do you think he answers? He