New Ulm weekly review., 1886-09-15
HIS GUARDIAN.

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HIS GUARDIAN.
<Fair as a lily, graceful as a gazelle!
Who is she? I would give a thousand
dollars if might paint that face!''
The words were spoken hurriedly,
and somewhat too loudly for the time
and place.
Many bystanders heard them, and
looked at the speaker, the lady, then
at each other, and smiled
But the lady herself-a young, slight,
girl, with large blue eyes, pale, golden
hair. and a face like the picture of a.
saint, so fair and pure tseemed-held
on her way, leaning on her escorts
arm, without a change of expression
or even startled sidelong glance, to
show the artists impetuous wish had
reached her ear.
Calmly she sat in her box at the con-
cert that evening with her blue eyes
: fixed slpoa the stage. Many an opera
glass evas turned upon her from below,
and i'll q secluded corner of the stalls
sat Gervase Livingstone, the artist,
gazing at her with his heart and soul
In his large, dark, passionate eyes.
AeWbo can she be?" he whispered to
san Intimate friend.
"Idon't know. The face is new
one," was the low reply.
"a new one! It looks as if it was
just created-as if those eyes had new
rsr looked upon sinful world!' raved
the artist. "Years ago, when I was a
sschoolboy in the country, l knew a
child with a face almost as pure and
sweet She died as earthly angels al
ways do. Yet, had she lived, she
would have been like that girl. Poor
aittle May!''
Leaning his head upon his hand, the
artist Lost himself in q dream of his
boyhood's love. When he looked up
again the concert was drawing to a
close, and the box was empty-the
divinity had gone.
Eurrying from the house, he Inquired
right and left among the attendants
at the door; and finally, by gift Of
money, so refreshed the memory OF
one that he said he had seen the young
lady drive off in a private carriage be-
lore the concert was over, with "a
gentleman as might be her father, sir,
and ta1ey went to the Everett House.
TO the Everett House followed the
.enamoured artist, only to be disap-
pointed. The servant whom he
iced lberstily assured him that no
such young lady was stopping there.
Some wild impulse for which he could
*scarcely account led the artist to look
lover the hotel register. He looked
sfor the name of "Mary Cameron 1T
was the name of his earliest love and
it was not there.
Meanwhile the object of his search
was speeding from the city as fast as
the midnight train could carry her
toward Boston. Although the hour
was SO late, she WAS wakeful, and
easasped her hands over her eyes as she
rested her head on the pillow, in a
vain attempt to shut out from her
mind and memory the picture OF
haunting face.
,'eHe did not recognize me,'' she
Thought, with q sigh tAnd vet I
knew him in spite of the change
spite of the added height, the altered
face, the dark moustache-I knew him
at the moment when his eyes met
nine as we entered at the door"
And then she blushed at the memory
6of the words he had uttered.
-tePauline," said she, softly.
The second occupant of the "sec-
severed, drowsily:
-"Wbat is it, May?"
e'sAre you asleep?"
"What question? No, not now"
replied Pauline, sitting a groan-
atWhat troubles you now, my May of
Mays. You generally drop asleep the
instant your pretty head touches the
pillow
t.But not tonight, Pauline. have
ibeen thinking about all you told me
.about-''
.aAbout Gervase Livingstone?" ask
ed Pauline, finishing The sentence.
''Hush! Speak lower, Pauline. There
re go many people near. Yes, am
. oubled-deeply troubled by what
lou say of him. Is it true May?"
~'1Who told you, Pauline7"
*1My brother, in the first instance.
He knows him WELLS often at his
rooms-and regrets his intemperance
more than any of the rest OF his
friends, Think
44Does your brother think-does he
consider him entirely past reform?"
asked May, in a trembling voice
Hearing it, and the suppressed sob
that followed the question, Pauline
Danforth who was a kind hearted little
city belle, came out of her nest and
sat down beside her friend.
Dear May, my brother James has
coften said that il Livingstone had a
reason-a motive-for reforming, his
reform would be a settled thing
<'What motive?"