Evening capital journal. (Salem, Or.) 1888-1893, 1889-10-19

ceeulngly peculiar, anu cOulu nOJ DC
induced to make n home with either
of her relatives, were i'm main true.
Miss Annable could have made her
self useful in either of these estab-
lishments, but her liberty was far
too precious to jeopardize by any
such arrangement. Here in the sky
parlor certain hours of each day
were her own, her very own.
A few hours later Miss Annable
was driving in the park with some
friends. She passed both of her
sisters, and their recognition, though
calculated to deceive her compan-
ions, was well understood by her.
Julia had communicated with
Blanche, and they had both shown
their displeasure in as marked a
manner as the circumstances would
permit. This recalcitrant member
of their aristocratic family wos to
be brought to terms. Florence An
nable smiled as she thought of it.
Clarke Durivage rode along by the
side of the landau, and chatted with
the young ladies. For the first
time since Florence had decided not
to wear any more least offs" her
courage failed her. She felt it to
humiliating truth that she cared
more for this mans good opinion
than for anything else III the world;
to think that she was quite inde-
pendent of remark or criticism from
any other quarter, but not from him,
filled her with confusion and alarm.
Mr.. Duvirage had been the only
man she had met in society who
had talked to her rs if she were
possessed of an equal intelligence.
Miss Annable canvassed the SUBJ
ject thoroughly in these few min
utes. Her scorn of her own weak
ness, as shown by the presence of
this man, acted like spur to her
concience.
"The die is cast,n she told herself,
Mr.. Durlvage babe her good even
ing. 81 will not wear jars, and so
must play jigs."
The young lady did not estimate
her musical talent at its true value.
1t was almost a case Of genius. She
could play the works. of the most
favored composer, and with IL power
and expression which delighted the
most critical. And so il come to
pass that Miss Florence Annable
was en- gagged at regular professional
prices to play for party at the house
Of the wealthy and distinguished
Mrs. Van Cortland. Her sisters
were both present, but neither of
them came near her during the
evening. and in this way the world
found out there had been a quarrel.
"Good evening, Miss Florence"
"Good evening, Mr.. Durivage."
''It is rather singular there is no
,ne here to play but you," the gen
;leman remarked. 81 have been
a half hour to invite you to
lance"
"It is not in the least singular,
Mr.. Durivage," said the musician,
milling heroically, "for 1 am regu
arly employed to play for Mrs. Van
guests this evening""
The plunge was made, the worst
vas over, and Florence felt that she
ould look herself squarely in the
ace when the evening was over.
"And you-yOu have struck out in
his way for yourself?"
There was strange quality in the
voice that his compan-
on did not understand.
"Struck out?" Miss Annable
answered. "That's a
ood phrase. 1t requires muscle, 1
ssure you."
"But your sisters, Miss Florence?"
"They are here. You must have
cen them. The next piece is a
uadrille, Mr.. Durivage. Please
sten to it critically. 1t is my own
composition"
The music was success. The ap- I
lause and excitement that followed
8 conclusion amounted to an ova- /,
on. Mr.. Durivage drew near the {
ianO and read the title. !
Ladies' and gentlemen" he said, :
l loud, clear tones, the name of the I,
riginal quadrille winch has so de- {
GIFTED us is Rags and Jags and q
elvet Gowns" !
There came time when Florence 4
unable could tell her friend, Mr.. II
urivage, the whole story, and the :
blowing Is the substance of his
ply: +,
81 determined" he said, ''tO WOO
nd win you that night at Mrs. |
an Cnrtland's. | had cared for
~ from the first day of our ac-
but how could help II
plinp that Won might be like VOur at