The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1891-02-28
LOVES DYING DREAM.

Monsieur Fernando, penniless young
composer, occupied a garret room at the
Bufontes He was happy there, how
ever, for he could now aud then catch
glimpse Of Mile. La c. tanning her
self on the first floor balcony He fell
Of course desperately In love with her,
and as she was a singer he composed
for her a song which he called Loves
Dying Dream.
When il was completed he ran down
stairs with it, resolved to knock and
hand It to a servant, but finding the
door open he slipped in. There was her
portrait on the boudoir table, and he
would have kissed it If scream and
growl had not startled him.
He turned The scream came from
Mile. La c., the growl from
gentleman who accompanied her, and
in the instant two hands came down on
Fernaude's shoulders. and the miniature
was wrested from him.
"How careless Of Augusta, cried the
lady, to leave the door open for thieves
TO enter by.
The gentleman Justify called for help
Fernando said nothing. Conscious Of
his terrible position, he was stricken
dumb; and It was as one passes through
the changing scenes Of dream that he
knew himself to be arrested and oast
into prison,
The prima donna appeared against
him when the proper time came. She
had found this man In her room. He
t,od ,r,Iro tIo ..,-,,n ,,ro,f IL, hi ko.A
She believed tina tile intended TO steal it,
She had never seen him befOre--sOh. no;
never.
At this the young man thought It
would he well to he dead. She had
never seen him btf rel Then she had
not smiled upon him when he threw her
that bouquet Of Provencs rosea 1t was
all fancy. He had not caught her eye
She had never noticed him.
The gentleman who had been with
madenoiselle gave his evidence, only
he was fercer. aud called the hapless
Fernando thief, brigand, and a
rascal when he alluded to him.
And Fernando could only say that he
was not guilty.
IL am named Fernando, and have
90 years, aud am nothing and mo-
body.
This he eaid when called upon to &C.
count for himself, and nothing more,
aud he was written down vRgrant and
cond mued to hard labor as thief.
Mile. La c. went home poutng
and declaring that she Slated to go to
such dreadful places. She ate de.
lightful little lunch, and af5erward find
ing a packet upon her table, opened II
and read Fernandez little anonymous
note, at which she laughed and hummed
over the song, pronouncing it "very
pretty. A few days after she practised
it, and on being encored one night be-
thought her TO sing it
Poor Fernandez II he could but have
been there to have seen how the women
wept over his pretty lay Of love and
death, and 10 have heard the applause.
After that the manager besough
mademoiselle to sing Loves Dying
Dream" every night
Amateur singers went mad over it
and it was published. Having the namt
Of no composer upon it. it was called
Mile. La C--'s song
One day with a party she visited th'
prison where Fernando WAS confined
She stood amid her little circle OF cava
liers aud said TO one in authority Of th,
place: what do they like, these people,
Sl,nll sing little love songS"
! "As mademoiselle pleases
And mademoiselle smiled, and trieC
her voice with little trill, and begai
"Love's Dying Dream.
Oh, the eager, glittering eyes tina
watched her Oh, the flushed cheek
the hurried BREATH Oh, the mad throb
binys Of the heart OF No 81, as h
whispered;
II is my songl 1t Is my songi'
"What is the matter3" whispered No
20 TO No. e. II say, mon ami, speak.
"What is the matter1' asked th,
singer Of the superintendent, as the las
notes of her song died upon her lips
@There seems to be some oOmmotion.
~There Is a little. said the superin
tendent calmly. "No "a has caused il.
HAS lie ssoaped7' cried the lady.
After a manner, mademoiselle.
said the superintendent He Is dead.
"These people never have any sens
of propriety, said mademoisella Hov