New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1891-07-15
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THE FISHERMAN'S BRIDE.
CHAPTER XLU.-CONTISUED

The lady assembled a. few more steps,
then stood still on the landing close
TO the door Of the room whence the
ssoundissued. She held her hand ND,
as i soliciting silence, while she listen
ed with the most profound intentness
and evident delight, though she now
and again knit her brows and drew in
her breath when false notes fell on her
ear. - 49,. :
She tapped once very lightly at the
sdoor;; then, as no answer came, the lady
Eopened the door and entered.
The song was just coming to close
with a humble imitation OF an origin
s.al bravura, at which the lady smiled,
Egazing around the room in amaze
ment, for at her entrance she believed
it empty. -
| Advancing, She espied, in corner
E.oppisite to the window, a childish fig
E'ure seated on a stool, dressed in a
blouse or pinafore OF white holland,
and a black sash. It was STOPPING for
\ ward, in such a posture that the face
was hid by the long dark curls, which
the one ray of sunshine lit with a
CLEAN OF gold.
/ Advancing on tiptoe again, she
crossed, and saw that the child's
fingers were moving deity over some
long strings Of pearls which lay in her
lap. "What bonnie picture she'd
make!'' the lady thought to herself;
and, indeed, the new conner herself
would have been no bad subject for
the artists study. She was dressed
an black velvet-dear to artists-trim-
med with sable; she wore bonnet of
rich white silk, with a snowy leather
Ilightly tipped with scarlet; her hair
was OF the purest flaxen, and clustered
Ism such a rich profusion of thick, mas
Iasive curls, that, although worn in the
\ very simplest mode OF nature, it gave
\ her an appearance OF singularity.
face pale, her featuresnot particularly
a attractive, the mouth rather large,
s!but with such an expression Of winning
good humor upon it, that none could
fail to be favorably impressed. Her
figure was rather inclined to fullness,
but she moved with lightness and
.alertness, If not grace.
Such was the apparition which met
the astonished gaze Of Ida, as she lift
Iedkup her head at the conclusion of
Iiher song and her work together.
/ aDon't be frightened" the visitor
II astened to say. "Where is your
iHno ther?" q
CAT home, ma'am," replied the
child; then a sudden fear Selling her,
d she exclaimed, els she i'll, ma am? oh,
is anything the matter with herr"
'SWhat do you mean? how should
[ know" the lady said, half laughing.
t1"sI she's at home, where is she?" she
added, looking around.
My mother, ma am, here?"
'Isn't Mrs. Stocker your mother,
then?''
ooh, no, ma am,' Ida replied, much
-!-relieved, "but she is out, and
tAnd you are threading my pearls,
rand singing my song, you old-tashion-
FED little mortal, your
The lady burst out laughing at the
kevident dismay which spread itself
lover the countenance of the child, as
Etshe retreated a step or two ackward
and repeated the words, ::Your song,
Vi ma ami"
eyes; where did you hear it, you ex-
Extraordinary witch of the world, you?
S7Why one would not imaigne so 1nucl,
3-sound could be contained in that mite
Of a body. Where did you hear it; !
asay?" .',.
IF you please, ma am at the play
\ house, where Tom and Mrs. Stocker
I took me one night"
'And who sang it?''
& ga Lady,
Ida paused her large eyes opened
wider, she gazed again at the figure
4 before her, looked more particularly
h at the masses of fair hair that hung
down before, and behind, and around
& the lady's face. ....
tMa am, she had your hair"
clad my hair, had she! Like hel
impudence, l think"
90 It was you, ma am! Oh. it Tom
Il At that moment Mrs. Stocker ran
h out Of breath into the room.
"Oh, madame! oh, dear l sawyou1
a carriage at the end OF the street: oh
Il dear! I ran all the way; I've been tc
II your house, madame. To think-tc
u think Of your coming here--oh, dear!
4 sPray ia e BREATH, Mrs. Stocker
Il take breath-though, in faith, here's
& one here has enough for any two. YOU
just interrupted a very interesting
n communication of what Tonl--what
4 was 1T about Tom?"
u She turned to Ida, but the child hat
n apparently forgotten all but the fact
a OF who stood in the flesh before her
4 She stood with parted lips and cheeks
flushing, her eyes fixed in a sort Q
alteration upon the singer who's
power had enchanted her in that ar
which was already the passion Of he,
life. z. E@--s
esDoy gu know caught this youn!
lady singing away here to herself as
she had got a whole audience in the
chairs and table? At least, I saw
none here; but she may have the pow
er OF calling them up at her pleasure
for such a weird, old-fashioned, littl,
piece Of mortality I never saw.
I WHO and what is she, Stocker?" (
Z Mrs. Stocker had recovered and Sc
q seat for the lady, who, as if used tt
-calch L.1isits threw g side her heavy