The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1886-01-22


ond beIned her to cook chestnuts under
an old railway arch somewhere near
river. ...e
He was handsome lad when he liked
70 wash off the stain Of the city's smoke
and the dust of the streets-a black-eyed,
sallow- skinned, fierce kind of beauty.
such as he was anyhow, he satisfied
Mvsie O'Farren, who had loved this
dark-eyed boy, first by habit, later on by
inclination, but in one way or another
ever since they had met as children on
the London pavement, and sworn eternal
friendship over the first handful of cop
pers they had earned by their joint sing
ing.
Gabriel was well acquainted with sin in
all her many hideous shapes.
He loved the little girl who had grown
up by his side, as man must inevitably
love what is beautiful and pure
His affection for her was perhaps the
only true vein in his selfish, pleasure
loving character; it held her sacred IN
his eyes, but did not prevent him from
pursuing other women, Of very oppo-
site type to Mysie, when he was away
from her; yet she, too, in her way per
haps by habit. perhaps by strange afhnity
of souls had grown necessity to h1s ex-
istence. He did not see that the real Sc
cret lay in the genuine love Of tins one
for him which all the others lacked
well. amt you glad. Mysie? 1 think
we're in for q reg'lar good thing"
s4Oh, Gabriel. am glad you met that
kind man, and hope he may help us TO
oct along. only" and Mysie paused
and puckered her white brow doubttuliy.
..OnIy what, nowi Come, out with It,
"Only 1 wish you hadn't said I was
your sister. / shall have TO go on telling
| the same lie every time / see this man,
| and I'm certain some day to let it ont
"Au right, so you can later on, don't ye
| see"
! Mysie only sighed.
! "Some dav." said Gabriel, "when I've
got a real good thing at the theatre, we'll
| go and get spliced, but there's no hurry
| about that business. We needn't wait Tor
the parsons leave to love each other. eh =
and he drew down her pale. soft face, and
! looked closely and curiously into her
| large blue eyes, that met his so stead
fastly.
al don't quite understand you, Gabriel
dear. OF course 1 sha'nt wait for anyone
to give me leave to love you. l have al
wavs done that, and always shall-but, OF
course, to be your wife you viii have to
marry me"
Gould YOU live without me, Mysief
mean Yould Won be content all your life
TO be no more to me than you are to-day
Would YOU be satisfied to be my sister
always as now, and see another woman
my wife7"
He watched her changing expression
narrowly, perhaps anxiously.
"wen." she said at last, and tender,
far-awav look stole into her blue eyes
and made them dim and SOFT that's dlf-
ficult to say, Gabriel. 1 know what !
mean. but the words won't come.
shouldn't like to see another girl youl
wife, and I'd rather come and live with
YOU altogether. becau 80 could do every.
thing for you-mend your clothes, anc
cook your meals, and all that, and j
would be nice to see you pleased. Blu
still, if you didn't wish it, and didn't carr
to marry me right off, 1 should be happ!
enough going on as we are doing now
shouldn't your
Gabriel laughed and kissed her prett,
bright hair.
"Oh, then you can be jealous, eh7 Blu
come alongi we must be off Well TAX
a new track tonight, and come hom
with no end Of coppers to Jolly sprea(
Come onw
And Mysie crossed her plaid shawl owe
her worn dress and drew her veil owe
, her face.
So they stole down the rickety, broke
stairs and let themselves out into tn
crowded Cas-li streets, to earn the pTic
of a supper, or each go hungry back
bed.
A few DAYS later. Gabriel and Mys
found themselves at the door of II
house of Signor Brunetti, director OF Il
ROYAL Olynrp,an Opera Company.
, The trial of their voices did not Ia
very long 1t took place in the presen'
of the director and that great master
the vocal art, Andrew Brevet, who, nj !
= close, rising from the piano, thus addres
2 Ell them:
: You can go now, but remember, "
/ must he with me puuctually every day
e the hour l shall indicate. Signor Br
e netti viii provide you with money a
, clothes. which viii render it unnecessa
I for You to sing in the streets. You qui
r understand. that must not happen aga
t Some day You can repay him if you su
n ceed. BE sure. be punctual and stead,
:, Good. bye. Miss Cole" added Brunei
: as he held open the door for the pair
e pass through. fixing his bold blue eyes
d Mysies face as she shyly bade linn ial
e well $3.50.
It ..Wcu. was I mistaken this time7 w
'. tlev dor" asked Brunetti, turning to
Y, companion when they were alone.
e y cannot yet say, so much depends
A. the personal energy Of each. 1 belle
3 the Girl has genius. We shall see. l
l. hoy has a glorious organ, but | think
is VIII not consent 70 drudgery. With
se handsome face, and natural knack
K rendering correctly. and his perfect e
d he VIII be sure 70 please any public
it England. at least. He viii win populs
to ty. L don't suppose he would care
er fame. Notoriety is more in the lire OF
lg race and class"
ut So the two friends parted. having on
a ed the gate of fame to Gahriel Cole
I'd his supposed sister.
a CHAPTER ".
Y, FIEr-R DE MARIE.
With his Ic,ck tothe fI'olicsome, foa
er frinceti waves that come tossing
ut fuinliins- nuissilv into Hcrne Bay. and
'id face totHe d. nliiilin IIotyl, sat yo'
OK man ON a camping stoul. with his
Use tilted over his ewes. and lis hands in
so porkcts. thc picture Of discomfort.
's' looked bot and inr,-d and cros9. Ia
"w life. It is said. only luuatjcs talk to tn
''u selves. and none save poets. reform
Iu- and lovers have Leen known to 50
vi quizc. Nevertheless. had Cuthbert y
w. en- given expression To his sentiments
0A' he sat on the beach. unshst'ied from