The Logan County banner. [volume] (Logan, W. Va.) 1889-1903, 1891-04-23
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hurried on
she Is one Of the sweetest, dearest
OF girls,'r Z, reflected Sydney, o. he Slow
y followed; aand they viii spcil hef.
II they only knew what getting ON the
stage mesna, they would b careful
not 70 turn girls or male IDIOTS head
by their folly. win see Geraldine's
aunt Thank Heaven, / shall sooA Be
my darling's guardian and protector
Geraldine slept very little that night,
being too excited with her success.
sydney Ascot slept. perhaps, not quite
10 much, for thinking Of her.
The following afternoon he carried
out his intention Of seeing Miss Frob-
shcre, the aunt Of his befrothed.
MY dear Sydney!' exclaimed the old
ln,ly, "the girls just lost her head about
IT. l wish all the private theatficals
were at the bottom Of the sea, that do.
II girl, or q Young HAN, Is. only
praised enough BY friends, they think
they have but to step upon the real
ttage to become at once q Charlotte
Cushman or an Edwin Booth. There Il
no fever like the acting fever. Why
added the old lady, 10 Sydney, 4 surprise,
II vensoaught the disease little in my
young days; only my paren is, Heaven
bless them, stamped it out
II don't mind private theatricals,
put In Sydney, gravely; save where II
leads to false ideas. andz=n
My dear hey, You can't separate the
one fresa the. other. Now there is q
letter come from the Griggses to Ger
aldine, wanting her to play Polly
Eccles in Caste and since not . sylla-
BILE can / get out Of her. tried by
the m ost enticihg subject. MY love- i
said, i was thinking about yopr trous.
seau.' oh, aunt, she interrupted,
don't disturb me. ! want to learn this
part. The 6riggscs have given me such
short notice. Here she isl
As she spoke, Geraldine came slowly
into the room, through the conserv-
atory. Her eyes were fixed upon one
of Samuel Freneh's little yellow play
books. her lips moved. Miss Frobshere
shrugged her shoulders.
"Ah, Sydney" exclaimed his be-
trothed, looking up, her eyes dancing,
81 hope you don't want me TO go out9
/ really must get this by heart. Oh, it's
such nice part-I wish you'd give me
my cues"
"All right" he rejoined, taking the
book.
what q good fellow!' and she began.
well, what do you think, eh?''
Why,Ive seen Ada Rehan-a born
actress, ;" he said, quietly; land must
own you don't quite understand the
character. Of course it may please your
| friends of last night = =
Geraldine snatched the book from his
hand.
IF you can not approve, you need
not insult" she said, coldly, haughtily.
"He is right, Dine. What he says is
for your good, put in Miss Frobshere.
My dear aunt, at present being de-
pendent upon you, you Of course may
say what you please" replied Geraldine,
as, with the stately step of Fanny
Davenport, she quilted the room
She did not appear again while
Sydney was there. He went away
down-hearted. That golden future,
which he had regarded as SO securely
his, seemed vanishing in the dim dis
lance.
The next morning, while he sat at
breakfast, a hurried note reached him
from Miss Frobshere.
Come to me at once it ran. 81 am
distracted. Geraldine has gone!"
Gone!
For few seconds he sat motionless,
unable to realize the words Then he
sprang up, and was soon Fastening to
the villa. 1t was quite true. Geraldine
had gone to bed early the previous
evening, and next morning her aunt
had waited breakfast for her. half an
hour; then had sent to her room, to find
its occupant flown. In vain they
searched--not clew could they dis
cover. They both guessed the truth,
and the letter each received that after
noon confirmed it. Sydney's was to this
effect:
my DEAREsT:--I am, feel, about to cause
you great pain; but can not avoid 1t. l re-
lease you; ask you to release me. We think
so differently oH some points, that I feel we
should never be happy as man and wife The
fault would be mine-I own At / am conscious
| endless misery and regret. did l suppress
them. l can not suppress them. l know you
are OF different opinion One day you may have
| to acknowledge that my friends of last night
were right, and you were wrong In plain
| words, am going on the stage and mean to
be-if not IN Ada Rehan, at least success
Therel-it must rest with you how we meet
| in the future; for l love you, and shall never
| love another so well, II ever again
Yours aneetonately,
GERALDINE.
as 1t to be, 1 wonder, adieu or au reuoirsr
~ will find her." cried poor Sydney.
Heaven help her! she knows not what
she has done. Ignorant, trustful, am
bilious, she will become the dupe of
every theatrical agent, every impostor
If not worse. How, too, will she live?
She has no money ="
"Yes, she has," put in Miss Frob-
shcre. ''Her savings bank book has
| gone. She has over a thousand dollars
J there-shell draw it all out.
It will be enough for her to live on,
thank God, until find herr calculated
Sydney we can persuade her to
communicate with u.s.
| But such a result did not arrive. No
notice was taken of the advertisements
lie put in the papers nearly every day,
imploring her, in mysterious sentences,
| to make her whereabouts known-as-
surfing her that all things should be
as she wished if she only would write,
Perhaps she has succeeded; she real.
lily had talent" remarked Miss .Frob
shere, compassionating the suffering Of
her once prospective nephew. Perhaps
she has secured an engagement and
j gone on the road y
/ Sydney shook his head,
IF she has, she has paid her thousand
dollars for it, he replied; land even
then, | think she would be so delighted
that in triumph she would write to lei
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