New-York tribune., 1892-12-18

III 1 answer at all.
"Of course that: but will you tell me why
YOU rcver blush ?''
Having put this interrogation: Miss Nunally
dropped all seriousness Of demeanor and she
waited for nc reply But she did not imme-
diatcy go her horse etill remained quiet
My aunt, Mrs. Darrah requires only one
recommendation as regards you. Miss Gerry.
and that is negative There must be no odor
Of cabbage about you. | have been your guar
antce on that head"
The two girls laughed
In half hour SaloTc sitting in Mrs
Darrahs room That lady was among shawls
and pillows usual
Salomc trying not TO he overcome by the
ma.nihccrcc Of the hotel and was at the same
tIrnc feeling sort Of longing knShip with
il. Mrs Darran. after the first glance at her
visitor, sat upriG,i. and looked again at the
girl Salomc waited for The other e. speak. She
had been ushered in by Miss Nunally, who
had Immediately left them.
Mrs Darrah had times Of rather priding her
self upon her frankncss. She said that
her niece had given her reason 10 believe that
the girl she had spoken OF was not coarse. and
that she, Mrs. Darrah. could not endure any
thing coarse near her. She explained that she
had been obliged to endure great deal when
she young and poor, but now that she was
old ard rich she did not propose TO bear any
thing disagreeable
Salome could think of no suitable reply 10
make TO this statement, she remained silent
"Sou don't look coarse now frankly remarked
Mrs. Darrah She followed this up by asking
abruptly if Miss Gerry had read any o. her books.
"No"
81 am glad OF that shall like the Judgment
| of young nnsullicd mind. 1t is the Judgment
Of such minds that want The critics don't
think much of me. But, then. make things even
| by not thinking much Of them. lou remember
what DIsraci says Of critics, Miss Gerry =
| "I don't think have known what he
| said" replied Salome.
Really Well he said that they were those
| who had failed in literature and art And agree
with D1sraeli We might begin work directly.
| believe that I feel the coming on of the divine
| at1latus like 10 call it that. II pleases NE.
though il probably is no more divine anatus
than is that peculiar aura which prccedes an
| attack of epilepsy. don't cherish any dclusons-
about myself or any one else. ! know precisely
how nv work ranks Please sit down at that
desk. You will find pen and paper there Yes
Perhars Won use a style? No. choose your pen,
please Dip it in the ink. 1t annoys me 70 have
a person dip pen for the first time after !
begin TO dictate. Are you ready"
| Salome had obeycd. She now wheeled
round in her chair and explained hunicdly that
she could not write shorthand, and. perhaps
after all, she ought not try TO fill this position.
And she could not help adding earnestly tha' II
Mrs. Darrah would only have patience with her
she would Immediately begin the study OF short
hand.
Mrs. Darrah had now leaned her head back and
seemed about TO close her eyes. But shH kept
her ovelids raised until she had assured Salomc
that she did not insist upon stenography, that
she should probably dictate very slowly, but the
young lady might learn 1t az her leisure
! Are You ready now?'
! Salomc. with an ungovernable sense OF the
ludcrous upon her, dipped her pen again and
said, yes
She held her hand suspended for moment
and cazed intently at the blank sheet Of paper
| before her.
| Tn spite OF the fact that Mrs. Darrah was not
| in the least awe inspiring, the knowledge that she
had written things which had actually been
| printed impressed the girl great deal She
could not help wondering as tn what were the
sensation. OF person who had seen her name
| in print Such woman, she fancied. could never
again be entirely unhappy.
With these things in mind she continued
| TO hold the pen over the paper.
| And the silence also continued.
woman in the lounging chair. Bat she with
drew her eyes suddenly, for they encountered
Mrs Darrah's gaze fixed upon her.
That lady was gazing al her az IL She were
something which interested her and which could
not be aware Of her rather Impersonal inspec-
ton.
81 am not accustomed TO dictation, said MrN
| Darrah. "Rcsides ! never compose rapidly. Let
me see your handwriting, please Show me what
| you have written"
| But / haven't written anything.
| "Oh. YES That is true ] cannot decide now
to begin This is the first chapter. you know 80
much depends upon the first chapter You @c
7 have written novel Of philosophy, novel OF
nassion. and now | am going to begin a novel
| of sentiment; and sentiment gives one quite a
sconc. Don't YOU think so, Miss Gerry 2
Salome did not dare to lay down her pen so
she dipped it again in the ink
Don't you think so?' repeated Mrs DaTrah
The girl turned toward her companion
"rm afraid don't know what sentiment IS"
she replied dcprecatngly.
| THO woman's face frightened. She sat up
right again.
| Oh that ia delightfu!7 she exclaimed
| "Oblige me by handing my notcDooK-thr one
| bonYd in blue-thanRs And my stylo' lhdnES
aooin The idea! young girl not to know what
sentiment is But ! thought your 'ace was ""-
,,.,oI yon are probably an embodiment OF sen
| :,. or,r vou can't define the word How
| suc,oetivc, And with your face If | can ohN
york this out Bnt, then, no wonder you can
define the word Nobody can. 1t means c'''5
,bipc II js the atmosphere Of life. Without IT.
oycrvthinr would be but an arid desert J. IS
Mrs Darrah had been writing rapiaIN al" ''1
time she had been talking. She no" 'ca''"
sncakinr Int continued to Wil'c foi n moment.
Then she shut the lit'le book ana prr'S''' '"'
ton Of her pen thouehtinlly AGAINST her c"h'
Salomc's face was set III the utmost Sol''''''S
And this solcmnity was o"co'h'hH p,,' ~