San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1891-01-07

relate.
AS the curtain descended upon the last
act but one Gen. lingo, who was in the
side scenes, received a card, which
seemed to have upon him an effect as OF
a strong charge of electricity. He ran
precipitately to the private door com
~municating between the house and the
stage, where a lady was standing much
muflel up. She wore a black dress and
cloak, and her head and shoulders were
enveloped in a white lace shawl. She
let this fall open as lingo approached,
and disclosed the features of Vera Ma
rama. She laughed good naturally, and
gave him her hand, which he covered
with kisses, while his eyes devoured her
with astonishment and interrogation.
s'Well, M. Noses" said she, ''what
are you so af~fectionate for? Have you
pardoned mel"
''Pardoned! All! diva! BY Jupiter!
Did you just Gomez
II was here from the first, but not in
the box-no; one cannot hear there. l
was away among the common ones. 1t
was necessary l should know what she
could do-this young lady-this other
suafi Well, mon ami, you may compose
yourself. have heard her, now / wish
to see her-speak to her. Conduct me
where she is and then leave us. Is any
one with herr"
"Only her brother. Shall r.
'Bien, bien! Lead on, mon yieux, ,
am in a hurry"
When he had brought her to the door
of Beatrix's room she made him depart,
and then knocked at the door. 1t was
opened by Ed. She made HIM a gesture
at once of greeting and of silence, and
advanced into the room, which was
filled with flowers. Beatrix was reclin-
ing on her sofa with "a sad and distracted
expression; but as she raised her eyes
and met those of her visitor she sat
erect, and the next moment rose to her
feet. You are-Marana!" she said in
an inward tone. The two women gazed
intently at each other, and there was ST.
lence for several seconds. At last the
visitor said: II had thought l was Ma
rama uLbil DOW. Jul i1o", lAiuoCilicIoClici
the name is yours by the right that you
have made it more honorable"
"Oh, no-no!' the other murmured.
Eyes, yes, yes!" said Mariana, with a
smile, which, however, was quickly lost
in the gravity of her reigning express
sion. You have surprised me-" she
continued, after a pause; Il did not
mean to forgive you! l was angry. But
your voice has called my heart out of
my bosom. There is no one who can
sing like you-no one-not even II
The tone in which these words were
uttered-digniied, but profoundly pa
thetic, as of a great queen d~iscrowning
herself-touched Beatrix to the soul and
her eyes filled with tears. She shook
her head, but she could not speak. After
all there was a ravishing sweetness in
this praise, coming from the one source
in the world which there could be no
gainsaying.
You two ought to pull in a team"
put in Ed. mo theatre standing would
hold the audiences that would come to
hear you sing together!"
Mariana made q gesture of negation
with her head. There shall never be
but one Mariana" she said proudly, land
she shall be the greatest singer in the
world! Behold herr she added. with a
movement of her eyes toward Beatrix,
LAS for me, | sing no more! have been
your audience, mademoiselle; l will
never again have an audience of my
own!"
"Do not say it-you break my hearth
cried Beatrix; and she glided forward,
and took the Russian impetuously in her
arms. "Tell her, Ed" she said, half
turning to appeal to him, but not letting
Mariana go. "It is | who shall sing no
more; | did it only to help my father and
him. This is the last night. If you care
for him do not punish his sister. Be
yourself again, and be my sister, tool"
Mariana drew her head back, and
| gazed for a moment into the others
| eyes. Then she kissed her gravely on
both cheeks, and disengaged herself.
You believe, then, that / really love
! your brother she said.
Yes, indeed! How could you help
| it?'' exclaimed Beatrix warmly.
"And you, monsieur, what have you
to sayg' continued the other, letting her
| eyes rest upon him with a certain yelled
intensity, the lids half dropped. "Are
i you also of opinion that you are not in
| different to me?'
sit would take a cleverer man than ]
am to see through you, Vera" returned
the young gentleman naively; "but ]
don't believe that / could be loving you
SO much as l do if you didn't love me
back"