San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1886-04-21
GUYS CHORISTER.

The setting sun Shune through the great
stained window of the musiC-roOm at Deep
dene, lighting up the organ and the two fig
ureS before it, reminding one of DickSee'S
picture of Harmony" where the warm sun
light streams through painted window and
falls on two figures at an organ.
But here the resemblance ceased, for both
inmates of the apartment were girls. One
she who was seated with her hand on the
keys-had a pale intellectual face whose
regularity Of feature was its least charm,
while the other, who stood behind. was at
ordinary times barely pretty, but on occasions
such as this. when the fire of enthusiasm lit
up her changing gray eyes and the sunlight
turned her hair to masses of Furnished gold,
was remarkably so.
She had just finished singing. and the
vauted roof of the room still rang with the
echo of her voice Her eyes were full of
tears as she laid her hand on her friends
shoulder
ut is glOriOuSr' she exclaimed enthusiast
tically. Guy is great mu ician. and this"
she touched the manuscript music open on
the Organ-"will live when we are dust
Guys sister turned towards her with a
grateful look.
L i
very beautiful. How wish he could hear
you sing it,
Fides GrimSwold shrugged her shoulders
with slight impatient gesture.
ut seems to be of no use wishing, Theo.
He avoids Deepdene as if it were smitten by
the pestilence, and shuns me as though l, in
stead of being his dear little friend of year
or two ago and his cousin, were his deadliest
enemy"
1.-The year or two must be stretched out to
twelve, Fidesl More than a decade has pass
ed since Guy used to rOmp with you and call
you his little wife and you were only seven
You can't have forgotten how you cried
when for the last time he crossed the TIRES
hold OF Deepdene, and yOUT-and hiS-gTand-
father swOre he should never cross it again."
How cruel it was of grandpapa, TheO! 1t
was the only unjust deed ever knew him to
do. What made him so hard and unfOrgiv-
ing?'
Her companions cheeks flushed; then she
looked up proudly.
1--WE never talk of it, Eides; but you must
not think it is because we are ashamed. Our
mOther-Guy's and mine-waS the old mans
favOrite child. He had this room built, and
gave her this organ the day she was eighteen,
because she loved music 50 much. And then
then she ran away with her music-master,
and her father never saw her again. They
say that il was the most terrible grief of his
life, and that he was changed man from
that time; but | cannot blame her, for she
gave us the trueSt, dearest father ever chill
dren were blessed with. am proud of him,
of his profession, his courage, and his genius.
He would have been great, | am sure, If he
had not died so yOung-thOugh, thank Heav
EN-, he lived long enough to leave us with a
memory we shall never losep'
"And your mOther?'
''rhey loved too well TO be long separated,
and the latter part of her life seemed TO go
with his, 1t was only as she lay dying, leav-
ing us two helpless children alone and friend
less, that she asked her fathers forgiveness
for herself and protection for us. Even then
he would not see her but he gave his promise
to help her little ones. So we came to Deep
dene, and on our arrival you, tiny child
with pale face and fair hair, came forward
in black dreSs-yOu too had lost those near
est and dearest TO yOu-tO receive us. | shall
never forget how grandfather led you out
and said 10 you, in his stately way, Take
your cousins hand, my child. 1t is right that
the mistress of my house should welcome my
heir"
"And you, Theo?"
- Miss italian laughed gOOd-humoredly.
''Oh was ignored then, as afterwards
BIT did not mind so long as you and Guy
were provided for. Between you knew
should be well taken care Of"
Fides GrimswOld meditated for little;
then she said questiOningly-
MY grandfather spoke of Guy as his
herr"
Her companion looked embarrassed.
'You know he changed his mind" she an
swered, with some hesitation. when, at
seventeen, Guy insisted on following his
fathers profession, and naturally decided
TO throw in my fortunes with him, it was not
at all remarkable that our grandfather, being
the man he was, should do as he did and
cast us off altogether"
But Guy need not Tetalate on me-" the
younger girl said petulantly. "Why should
he have refused to visit Deepdene-why have
scorched me with his contempt and have
flung back my charity as he was cruel
enough to call it, on that miserable occasion
when came TO see you both two years ago"
"Guy is proud dear, and the wound was
too fresh for even your gentle hand to touch
It. lie dearly loved the old man, and yOu-
you had taken his place"
'!But not willinglyl l would hand over
the estates to him tomorrow If he would take
them. That's the worry and responsibility |
That's the idea--that no one can love me for
myself, or will marry me but for my money;
and detest the money that has estranged