The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1886-02-16

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I really cannot stand; and so I've never
bsen to the house since"
There was muruur OF applause at
this very spirited and aristocratic way
ofllreating the affair, which had hardly
died away when Sladger's face suddenly
became ashy pale.
He listened with feverish eagerness,
for 1t was something he had heard which
had caused the blood quickly to leave
his ,eeks. Yes. there was no mistake
Tfemulous and low at f,st, but growing
louder and clearer now, woman's voice
singing a simple ballad could be heard.
There was nothing much in that to
other bearers. but there was good deal
in it to old Sladger. 1t was his daugh-
tiers voice. Surely be could not be mis-
tskea. Making some trivial excuse for
going to the window, be raised the cur
iains and looked out. There before bis
very doorstep, was small crowd; one
OF those crowds which spring up in New
York as il by magic; and in the center
of it was young woman wrapped in q
faded and old black shawl. with patch
ed and shriveled bonnet on her head. In
spite OF this it was clear from her gen.
eral appearance and the timidity Of her
manner that she was not woman &C.
customed to get her living by singing in
the streets. Some in the crowd were
sympathetic, others were mirthfnl, and,
others again, merely looked ON and lis
tened, and wondered vaguely.
Cd Sam knew her In moment. He
had not mistaken the voice. 1t was his
daughter he saw before him. He looked
out at her for some moments, unable to
decide how to act. He must not have q
scene, and he must have bis daughter
II !, cursed himself for having held out
80 long. This sort Of things must be
put stop to. at all hazards. Hts daugh
ter singing in the streets! 1t woold GER
tainly come to be known and talked
about The scandal world be too great
Leaving the dining room With as COM
posed an air as he could assume under
the circumstances, be vent quietly to.the
hall door, opened it and passed out As
he did 80 the song came to an end.-
Stepping up to his daughter who looked
at him with steady eyes, he said aloud {:
"Very we'll done, young woman-very
well done! You must be tired. Come
In and take little refreshmentr' And
then. in tone reached only her ears,
"For heavens sake, Julia, come into the
house and stop this horrible masqnera-
ding! You'll disgrace me forever!-
Don't hesitate or make scene. ]
wouldn't have scene here Tor anything
I'll take all back l wrote you. / dare
say your husbands q very good fellow
lin bis way. Ill make friends With
him too. You shan't want for monev,
either Of you" And SO saying, the old
man drew her into the house.
What passed between father and
daughter then, is, perhaps, hardly worth
relating, but a reconciliation must have
been effected, for the young couple and
the old man are now on the friendlies,
/ terms.
Strange to relate, Sam has come to be
iond of his son.in-law. for Vandeleur
has made q name as the founder Of o
new school of art, by his friends and
admirers called the Mystic, and by his
detractors called the Moons.ruck, and
which, whatever it's claims to considers.
ton, Is talked and written about a grea,
IDEAL, and that is the main thing, after all
Julia says sine has no secrets from heI
husband, but, all the same, Vandeleul
has never learned what became of his
wife when she donned the old bonne
and shawl, or how it was that Sam Slsd.
gers heart warmed go suddenly to bis
runaway daughter and her husband.