Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1891-02-28

| VI EAEANs ANAitAAN0 - AAANN = AC IN SANN
" followed; and they will spoil her.
II they only knew what getting on the
stage means, they would be careful
not to turn girls or male IDIOTS heads
by their folly. l will see Geraldine'S
aunt. Thank Heaven, l shall soon 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
SO much, for thinking Of her,
The following afternoon he carried
out his intention Of seeing Miss Frob-
shere, the aunt Of his betrothed
MY dear sydney exclaimed the old
lady, the girls Just lost her head about
it l wish all the private theatricalS
were at the bottom Of the sea, that | do,
If a girl, or 4 young man. is only
praised enough by friends they think
they have but to step upon the real
stage to become AZ once 3 Charlotte
Cushman or an Edwin Booth There i,
no fever like the acting fever Why"
added the oldladv, 20 Sydney'S surprise,
Il even caught the disease q little in my
young days; only my parcn = Heaven
bless them, stamped it ont,
Il don't mind private theatrieal>"
put in Sydney, gravely save where it
leads 10 false ideas, and"
Ny dear boy. You can't separate the
one from the other. Now there i a
letter come from the Grjc->es 10 ter
aldine, wanting her to play Polly
Eccles in Caste, and since not 4 >ylla-
BILE can l get out Of her. ! tried by
the most enticing subject My love, l
said, I was thinking ahou; your 7ouS,
Seau. oh, aunt she interrupted.
don't disturb me. IwaRt 70 learn this
part. The GrigcSes have given me such
short notice Here She is
AS she spoke, Geraldine came slowly
into the room, through the ccn>e-y'
atory, Her eyes were liked upon enc
Of Samuel French's little yellow play.
books, her lips moved. Miss Ero3S-ec
shrugged her shoulders
"Ah. Sydney" exclaimed his h~
trothed. looking up her ewes dancing
Il hope You don't want me - - o-ts
! really must get this by heart. Oh, is
such a nice part-I wish you'd -.ve ne
my cues"
All right, he reio.nel taking tie
book.
VIVA, a good fellow and she began.
Well, what do Won think eh2
Why, I've seen Ada Rchan-a born
actress. he said, quietly; and ! must
own you don't quite understand the
character, OF course j; may pleas, your
friends Of las, night
Geraldine snatche3 the book from MS
hand.
If You can no; approve, you need
Eoi insult she said, coldlv. haughtily
He IS right, Dine. What be says is
for your good. pu, in Miss Frobshere.
My dear aunt, &: present being de-
pendent upon you. you Of course may
say what You please. replied Geraldine,
as. with the stately step Of a Fanny
Davenport she quilted the room.
She did not appear again while
Sydney was there. He wen. away
do~wn-hearted. That golden future,
which he had regarded a. 50 securely
his, seemed vanishing in the dim dis
tance.
The neXt morning, while he sat at
breakfast. a hurried note reached him
from Miss Frobshere.
Come to me at once" il ran. II am
distracted. Geraldine has gone"
Gone,
For a few seconds he sat motionless.
unable to realize the words. Then he
sprang up. aud was soon Fastening to
the villa II was quite true. Geraldine
had gone 10 bed early the previous
evening. and next morning her aunt
had waited breakfast for her half an
hour; then had sent 10 her room, to find
its occupant flown. In vain they
Searched-not a clew could they dis
cover. They both guessed the truth.
and the letter each received that after
noon confirmed it. Sydney's was 10 this
effect:
my DEAREST an. l feel, abol, 70 cause
you -rea, pain. but ] can not avoid 1t. I re
lease you; | ask you 70 release ne. We think
so differently on some points. that feel We
should never Dc happy as man and wife. The
fault would be mine-l own IL. am conscious
Of histrionic talents within me, which would be
endless misery and regret. did l suppress
them. / can not suppress them. ! know you
are Of a different opinion. one day you may have
TO acknowledge tina, my friends Of las, nigh,
WE~4 rfrhF and -s.st - .g.s.
words ! am going on the stage. and | mean to
be-ii not an Ada Rehan, at least a success
Thcrc'-it must rest with you how We meet
in the future; for | love you. and shall never
love another so well, If ever again. .,..
Yours afectionately,
GERALDINE.
rs ii TO be, l wonder, adieu or au reUoiy'
Il 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-
sherc. ''Her savings bank book has
gone. She has over a thousand dollars
! therc-shell draw it all out
1T will be enough for her to live on,
thank God, until | find her." calculated
Sydney-"until we can persuade her to
communicate with u.s."
But such a result did not arrive. No
notice was taken of the advertisements
he 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
ly had talent remarked Miss Frob-
shere, compassionating the suffering of
her once prospective nephew. "Perhaps
she has secured an engagement and
gone on the road
Sydney shook his head.
"lf she has, she has paid her thousand
dollars for it," he replied; ''and even
then, | think she would be so delighted
that in triumph she would write 10 let
us know