The San Antonio light. (San Antonio, Tex.) 1883-1886, 1885-04-04

word Of APOLOGY. In another minute
wa3 ut tie stage door. and had sent in
nv caid to "Madtmoii ellie Cor,ly."
While was wait NIX. had time 10 think.
Was Il possible timt JCaune had gone
on the stacCY Or were there two sing
ing masters 10 existence named Bonnie
foyp Nv doubts were soon decided.
The French wuman-fcrvant whom | re-
membcrcd when Was Monsieur Bon
nefoy's pupil. made her appearance. and
conducted me tO her young mistress's
dressing-roOm. Dear good Jeanne, how
glad she was To see me,
| found her stand NJ before the glass,
having just completed her preparations
for appearing on the stage. We were
INTERPRETATION soon interriipted-by
the call-boy. lie knocked mt the door
and announced that the overture had
begun.
81 have thousand thingsto ask you"
| told her. "Whdt has made this won
deiful change IN your lier How is ii
thnt don't see your father"
Her face Instantly saddened her hand
trcmbled as she laid II ON my arm to 81
lencc me.
Don't speak of him now" she said,
cor you will unnerve mel Come to me
tomorrow when the stage will not he
waiting; Annette Will give you my adj
dress" She Opened the door to go out,
and returned. "Will You think me very
unreasonable II ask you not to make
one of my audience to-nightY You have
reminded me Of the dear old days that
can never come again. II feel that
am singing to yOu-" She left me to
understand the rest, and turned away
again to the door AS | followed her
out TO say goodbye, she drew from her
bosom the little brooch which had been
my parting gift, and held IT out to me.
"On the stage or of >" she said, II always
wear it. Goodnight, Ernest"
was prepared to hear sad news when
we met the next morning.
My good old friend and master had
died suddenly. To add to the bitterness
of that ailliction, he had died in debt to
u dear and intimate friend. Offered the
opportunity of trying her fortune on
the operate stage. Jeanne made the at
tempt, and was now nobly employed in
earning the money TO pay her fathers
debt.
at was the only way in which could
do justice to his memory" she said sim
ply. 81 hope you don't object TO my GO
ing on the stagey"
took her hand, poor child-and let
that simple action answer for me. 1
was too deeply affected to be able to
speak.
at is not in me to be a great actress"
she resumed; "but you know what an
admirable musician my father was. lie
has taught me TO sing, 50 that | can
satisfy the critics, as well as please the
public. There was what they call a
great success last night. II has earned
me an engagement for another year to
come, and an increase of salary. lhave
already sent some money to our good
old friend at home, and shall soon send
more. IL Is my one consolation-I feel
almost happy again when | am paying
my poor fathers debt. No more now
of my sad storyl want to hear all that
| you can tell me of yourself" She moved
to the window, and looked out. "Oh,
the beautiful blue skyl We used some
times to take walk, when we were in
London, on fine days like this. Is there a
| park herer"
took her to the palace gardens,
famous for their beauty in that part Of
| Germany.
| Arm in arm we loitered along the
| pleasant walks. The lovely flowers, the
bright sun, the fresh fragrant breeze,
| all helped her to recover her spirits.
When we sat down to rest, the lap of
her dress was full of daisies. "Do you
remember she said, when you first
taught me to make daisy chain? Are
you too great man to help me again,
| nowpp
We were still engaged with our chain,
seated close together, when the smell of
tobacco smoke was waited to us on the
air.
looked up and saw the Doctor pass
ing us, enjoying his cigar, lie bowed;
eyed my pretty companion with q mali
ciOus smile. and passed on. who is
that mani" she asked. "The Princes
physician" replied. 81 don't like him,
She said; "why did he smile when he
looked at mep" Perhaps" | suggested
"he thought we were lovers" She blush
ed. Don't let him think that tell hin
we are only old friends"
We were not destined to finish oul
flower chain on that day.
Another person interrupted us, whom
recognized as the elder brother Of
Monsieur Bonnefoy-already mention
ed in these pages, under the name Of
Uncle David. Having left France fol
political reasons, the old republican haC
taken care of his niece after her father
death, and had accepted the position o
Jeanne's business manager in her rela
tons with the stage. Uncle David's OBJ
ject, when he joined us in the garden
was to remind her that she was wanted
at rehearsal, and must at once return
with him to the theater. We parted
having arranged that was to see tn
performance on that night.
Later in the day, the Baroness sen
for me again.
Let me apologize for having misun
derstood you yesterday" she said IAN,
let me offer you my best congratula
tons. You have done wonders alread
in the way of misleading the Doctor
There is only one objection to that gil
at the theater-I hear she is so prett
that she may possibly displease tn
in the public position which will max
your attentions to her look like the be
ginning of a serious intrigue. Brave
Mr.. Ernest-bravo"
was too indignant to place any II
straint on the language in which L al
swered her.
Understand, If you please l sale
that am renewing an old friendshi
with MademOiselle Jeanne-begun III
der the sanction of her father. Respe,
that young lady, madam, as l respe'
her"
The detestable Baroness clapped HI
hands, as If she had been at the theate
IF you only say that to the Princess
she remarked, "as well as you have sal
il to me, there will be no danger
: arousing her Ilighness's jealousy.
have a message for you. AT the concer
on Saturday, you are to retire to Il
, conservatory, and you may hope for Q
interview when the singers begin Il
! second part of the programme. Don
: let me detain you any longer. Go bat
TO your young lady, Mr.. Ernest-pri