Fort Worth weekly gazette. [volume] (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1888-11-30

"a GlC S44GGsCo y
an altar, eeen dimly through the birds
the murmur Of voices mingling two live
In one. They turn ard pass proud
down between the ais.es Of worcerip
festai faces. A5, the circle il drawn
closer. One more quick VhiTl 10 kee
them bscK, 0 flying skirt and dainty
winged feet! Too late! The music stop:
The taedry walls shut in sgsiD, the vol
gar crowds return, they stand pale an
quiet, the cantre Of ring CT breashless
admiripg, frightened or forbiddIng face:
Her Arms fold like wings at heriside. TIL
waltz is over.
A shrill feminine chorus 6ssail her wit
praises, STUCK here and there with 9 me
tallic ring II envy; dozen all DARN
Cavalier, made reckless by her grace an
bes uty, clamor for her hand IN the mex
waltz She replies, not to them, but t
him, mot agaiD," snd slips away in tn
crowd with that strange new shyness tia
OF all her Transformation seems the mos
delicious. Yet 80 conscious are they o
their mutual passion that they do no
miss each other, and he turns away
If their next meeting were already Al
appointed tryst. A few congratulate
him on his skill. Johnny's paragon
looks sfter him curiously; certain
elders shake hands with him perplex sdly
as II not quite sure Of the professions
consistency of his performance. Those
charming tide walters on social success
the fair, artfully mingling expectation
with compliment, only extract from hin
the laughing statement that this one
waltz was the single exception allowed
him from the rule OF his professional con.
duct, and he refers them to his elder
critics. A single face, loutisb, looming,
and vindiclive, stands out among the
crowd-she face OF Seth Davis. He hsa
not seen him since he left the school
he had forgotten his existence; even
now he only remembered his sue.
cessor, Joe Masters, and he looked
curiously around to see il that later
suitor of CressY's wss present. II WAS
not until he reached the door that he be-
gan to think seriously OF Sath Davis
leslous fSce, and wss reused TO eingu-
Ter Indignation. "Why hadn't this great
fool vented his jealousy on the openly
compromising masters" be thought. he
even turned and walked b,ck with some
vaguely aggressive instinct, cut the young
msn had disappeared. With this incident
still in his mind he came upon Uncle Ben
and Hiram McKinstry. standing among
the spectators in the doorway. Why
might not Uncle Ben be jealous too?
and II his single waltz had really ap-
peered SO compromising, why should not
Cressy's father otiect? But both men
albeit, McKtnstry usually exhibited s
vague unressoning contempt for Uncle
Ben-were unanimous In their coDgratu-
lations and outspoken admiration.
"When seed you sail in, Mr.. Ford"
said Uncle Ben, with abstract refiecti7e-
meas. III sez to the fellers, 'he low boys,
and you'll see style.' And when you put
on them first steps, I SEE, that's French
the latest highstoned French style
outer the bes. masters, and-and outer
the best books. For why2' sez I. Its
the same long, sliding stroke you see in
his copies. There's that long up sweep,
and that easy curve TO the right with no
hitch. "That's the sortor swing ne hez
in resdin' po'try too. That's why it's
called the po'trY Of notion SEE L. 'And
you ken bet your boots, boys, it's all in
the trainin' o. education
"Mr. Ford" said Mr.. McKirssry
gravely, slightly waving lavender COL
pred kid glove, with which ,he had
elected to conceal his manned hand, and
st the same moment indicate festsl oc,
;asion: ~ hev to tdsnk ys Tor the way
you took cut that child o. mine, like ez
she woz IN ontried FLY. and put her
through her PAGES / doI'tda1ce myself,
osrt1klY in that gsit--which take to be
iu!hir' betwixt lope and q canter-snd !
don'G get TO see much dsrcin' nowadays |
IN account o. bein' Worried by stock, |
'ut SEEM you two together just row,
Iuthin' came over me, and don't think
ever ielt SO kan in my life"
The blood rushed to the masters cheek |
With an unexpected consciousness CT
,uHs and shame. "But," he stsmmered |
sWkwsrdlT, "your daughter dances beau
fully herself; she has certainly had prac-
ice."
"Thst," said McKInstry, laying his
loved hand impressively Ga the masters
boulder, with the empty little finger
till more emphasized By being turned
ackwsrd in the act; "thst may be
z it e., but 1 wanted to say
hat II was the simple, easy, tkmmily
ouch that you gev it, that took me. To-
Yard the end, when you kinder gathered
er up and she sorter dropped her head
alto your breast pocket, and seemed to GO
0 sleep, like ez IF she was still 8 little
III, 1t so reminded me OF the tunes when
used to tote beg myselfswslkin' ty the
1aggin at Plat river, that It made me
'ish the old woman Was here to see it."
Sill coloring, the master cast rapid,
!de!ong glance at McKinstry's dark red
Ice and beard, but in the slow gatisfac,
on OF his features there was no trace Of
lat irony which the masters self con-
;iousness knew.
"Theu your wife is not here?" said
[r. Ford abstractedly.
"She war at church. She reckoned
lkt I'd do 10 lock arter CressY-she
ain, go to speak, under conviction.
'ye mind wslkip' this wsy bit, l want {
speak word with YEP" Hs put bis
aimed hand through the masters arm, !
ter his former fashion, and led him to 8 l
,rner.
"Did ye happen to sse Seth Davis about
,r?n
81 believe I ssw him 3 moment ago."
TUNED MIR. Ford half contemp!u- !
lsly. !
"Did he get eff anything rough on !
2"
"Cettsinly uot," sa'd tine master
"Why should be csre2"
"That's So" said McKinstry medi- :
lively. "You had better keep right :
| In tdss Hse. That's your gait, :
me mber. Leave hln-or his father ;,
it's the SAME thing-to me. Don't you =
yourself be rcped into this yer row
twixt me an the Davises. You ANT 60.
call to do 1t. IT'S already oeen en- ny
Ind ycur briugln' that gun to lie in TIE :
srrison row. The old woman hadn't .
ghter let you-nof Cfess either. Hark =
me, Dir. Fore. reckon 10 stand be- L
cen you and both the Davisss TIL tie n
VS. come home-only-mind you give :
u The ga-bY when ne hapnans 10 mean d