The Bad Lands cow boy. [volume] (Little Missouri, Dakota [i.e. N.D.]) 1884-1886, 1886-03-18

worn out with constant watching and
anxiety, gradually weakened, and in
three months from the day Guy Travieri1ss
had left them Madge was an orphan
alone in the world. }s55 1- ..4iS
"And for all this,'' she said bitterly.
= have to thank Guy Travers.''
Then, with the few dollars remaining
after all debts were settled, and her
hrst love letter.in her purse, she left her
native village forever. The villagers
shook their heads and looked grave
whenever Madge Heathcote was men
toned. sS% I'm. !,
Weak and weary Madge Heathcote
arrived in New York, after journey Of
sixteen hours. The next morning,
after scanty breakfast, she started to
ind her old music teacher, in the hope
that he would be able to aid her in OBJ
tanning pupils; but her heart sank when.
arriving at her destination, she was told
that Professor Schwartz had been dead
more than a year.
What was she to do nowp She went
from place to place, but without any sue
cess whatever. She was q stranger,
alone and friendless, and in all that
great, grand city there was no place for
her. rs 5.,s -;..5 e
II will make one more effort she
said. Il will 60 to the great signor de
LAMA and ask him to aid me, and if
l can but return to my poor lod cling and
make a fresh. start tomorrow
Asking the first policeman to direct
her to the residence of the professor,
she started thither. Signor de LAMA
listened attentiyely while she told him
the sad story Of her poverty and utter
friendlessness and her anxiety to earn
an honest living.
When she had finished he requested
her to let him hear her play, and seat
ing herself at the piano she played a
brilliant fantasia which he pro-
nounced "wen done. - 1T &:
We'll" she said, 'let nue. sing some
thing for you; I want to know if you
think I could earn my living with my
voice. 5.s hi a.S ~
Then, after few preliminary chords,
she sang, with great expression, ''Home,
Sweet Home. = The professor listened
breathlessly. She began the second
verse-and as the recollection of her
dear old home and the mother she had
lost came back to her, she burst into
tears, and her head sank upon the key
board. De LAMA was deeply moved.
he went over to her, and placing his
hand on the bowed head said earnestly:
"Signorina, you are friendless; let me
be your friend; come and make your
home with us. Ihave young daugh.
ter who will be delighted to have COM
panion about her own age, and-Signor-
ina, listen-in FIVE years you can make
your fortune with that magnificent
voice. You have one of the finest voices
I have ever heard in America. y Z
"You can make my fortune in five
years!" she repeated. "Are you surep,n,
AS sure as that you and I are in this
room; that is of course if you will put
yourself entirely under my manage.
ment,' he answered,
A glad look crept into the weary
black eyes, slight color into the pale
cheeks, as she repeated over and owe,
again to herself: Is.
"a fortune in FIVE years! It is a long
time, but I can afford to wait. y
u i# h. g.
'You really must 60 to the opera
tonight, Guy; 7 don't believe yor
have heard Viola de LAMA yet; al
New York is raving over her. She il
quite the fashion, .#..
Guy Travers had just returned from
a three years tour on the continent
He had forgotten all about that little
episode in Virginia five years ago. II
looks he had not altered one iota, bu
was the same handsome, careless fel
low, and all his dear fye hundred
friends were glad to welcome hun
home again. :si3s "a 1s,s5;
5sl.sWho is she this Viola de Lamar
he asked in careless tone. ~ d.
not remember of hearing of he
aboard ny. It. t;ssj.. sse HI, 4.
o y
No, she is new star from Italy,
believe. Her father or uncle, I forge
which, is her manager; and a deucet
old bore be is, too, can tell you
won't let fellow look at her off tn,
stage. much less speak to her, y
All right, I'll go with you and Sc,
our Divinity said Guy.
That night the Opera House wa
crowded to excess. When the SINCE
appeared in all her regal beauty sh
was wildly applauded, and Guy Tray
ers, as he looked at tho graceful
rounded figure the dimpled whit
arms, the shapely hands and the glori
Gus black hair piled high on til
proud head, little thought that thi
queenly woman was the girl wit
whom he had trihed SO heartlessl.
five years before.
The opera over, Jack Mordaun
/ presented himself at the stage doc
and sent il his card, asking permission
| to introduce to the signorina his frien
Guy Trayers. The signorina sent ou
her regrets, but she would be unable t
see either gentleman that night. Nigh
after night they received the sam
answer. aThe signorina was yer
i sorry, but she was too much fatigued,
4 etc.