Hot Springs weekly star. (Hot Springs, S.D.) 1892-1917, 1892-07-01
AT THE TnEATER.

AT THE THEATER.
stDo look, Regina. There he is
there, in the parquet-third row. But
what is the matter with you? Whom
do'you see thcrc?:'
"I-oh! 1 saw an interesting head
among the crowd, really an cxcep-
tionally interesting head; but now 1
am vervanXious to become acquainted
with your adorcr. All. that blonde
youth? Not bad: that young man has
a distinguished air-no doubt comes
from a fine family-apd what is much
better, he looks manly and healthy"
".How coldly you judge him! L
think him extraordinary! 1 never
saw a handsouier face! He has a fine
physique and appears like a prince,
just as l imagine the prince in the
fairy tale. For the last week I have
met him daily on the Promenade
oh! and he has the sweetest snow
white poodle that often jumps around
me in joyous leaps, as if he had some
thing to tell me! Since then, too, I
always meet him at the theater, where
he fixes his opera glass steadily upon
me as soon as the curtain falls.
Do you not think he loves me,
Regina?"
81 cannot say that with any GER
tainty. but at any rate you are in love
with him."
''Oh. Regina, you are so cruel"
"Wcll. dear. do not let your cour-
age fail you: 1 think you stand a
chance of becoming the mistress of
the sweet white poodle, if his master
continues to stare at you tonight
for you yourself are not less sweet"
Regina replied, smiling at her younger
sister, a beautiful girl of is, with
whom she occupied one of the first
= boxes.
4 Regina herself, enyears her senior,
who had been suddenly widowed after
an exceedingly unhappy marriage, was
n of those dignit1cd, interesting
persons who are characterized by an
atmosphere of melancholy. These
women often go through life alone,
because they are rarely understood and
appreciated.
Rcgina's lovely eyes turned once
more in the direction from whence
her sister had diverted her attention.
Yes, she had not been mistaken; it
was a remarkable head. The man
to whom it belonged could not possess
a plain, everyday nature: he must be
an extraordinary creature. He was
not handsome. but there was some
thing glowing. fascinating. somc-
thing very forcible in those features,
as If passionate fancy and unrelenting
realism had combined to bring forth
a true human soul, filled with a sense
of beauty.
How strange! In spite of the dis
tancc, it seemed as if his eyes were
fixed upon her, and she felt herself
tism.
Thcrc-lae took up the opera glass,
and that disturbed her impression. so
she turned away. AT this MT
the curtain rose. and her attention
was fixed upon the stage. But be-
tween every act, as soon as the daZ-
cling light filled the theater, it seemed
to Regina as if she were to greet Il
friend, n long sought for and finally
found. whose look should tell her that
he would understand her deepest and
inmost thoughts and sensations. Oh,
how good. how lovely beyond descrip-
tion it seemed, aftersuch long, long
wandering!
The little sister at her side was so
absorbed in her own romance that she
no longer needed her. The Wag-
merriam music, and the glowing looks
of her samoroso." put her into an &C.
stasy of delight which we'll became
her eighteen years; and as both were
going home in their closed carriage
each n leaned silently in IL corner;
Regina had closed her eyes, as If she
were dreaming, but Elsie sighed, now
and then, in a most heart-rending
manner.
\ n n
DEAR MADAM:-This can go on no longer;
We are acquainted; only enough. however,
to know that We must look for one another.
We have yet to confirm that which we have
told Through the opera glasses. Ifeela Won
derful agitation in my soul. like unto that
which must have stirred the great soul Of
the universe OF the morn of the creation
dlUcT tIiC " y tIlcEC Oc lIkutI Deucve me.
now there will be light for us both!
d comet will await you Tomorrow be-
tween two md three at the National Gallery
in front of Markart's katherine Coronaro.'s
Elsie read and re-read this note as
she was riding in the carriage toward
the place which he had appointed for
their rendezvous. 1t had been de-
livered that morning to her. and she
did not doubt for a moment who the
author was. Only she found the style
and contents somewhat unusual, and
felt slightly agitated. She had not
mentioned the note to her sister.
The writing did not harmonic in
tho least with the young man she had
pictured ta herself in every detail.
The brusque, forcible sentiment
which showed so plainly in these lines