Fairhaven herald. [volume] (Fairhaven, Wash.) 1890-????, 1892-04-09

OF SOUND. II endeaVored to make a Cres-
cendo on certain note | invariably
cracked it or split it into two or three.
But by laudable perseverance | got over
these little difficulties so far as the sere-
made was concerned, and determined on
the first fine moonlight night to give it
practical trial and see what romantic eff.
feet would do in the cause of Cupid.
At length the suspicious night arrived,
and | set out for Hampstead, arriving
there quite two hours before the time
had arranged for the performance-mid
night. SO | adjourned TO the shelter of
the nearest public and fortified myself
with several stiff tumbiers of whisky and
water until closing time This | knew
would be bad for articulation on the
| French accent, but | needed bracing
Unfortunately for me, though, was IN
aware of the fact Aunt Matilda had an
unconquerable prejudice against music in
any shape or form. German bands visit
ing the vicinity, rs ! afterward learned,
were always sure of a rich harvest--to
take themselves off, and Italian piano and
organ grinders from the purlieus of SAT
from Hill and Seven Dials were amazed at
the open handed generosity which pre-
coded a threat of the police if they came
again within 500 yards of the place
But, blissfully unconscious of this, and
also that she was nearly at deaths door
with her old enemy, rheumatism, wendell
my way to the villa
Arrived there, stationed myself under
the window of Louise's bedroom, extracted
| my instrument Of torture from its green
| baize cover and placed it to my lips.
just then felt something smiling about
| my legs, and looking down behed my
/ aunt's fat poodle. 1t had been locked out
/ by accident toy the servants. | conciiiated
/ the brute with pats and caresses, and it
| lay down contentedly on the grass at my
! feet
had started the serenade II went beau
tifully. didn't think the instrument was
| capable Of such pathos ! had got half
way through it when the window of the
bedroom was opened and ! dimly saw a
white figure half hidden by the ivy which
! empowered it, This gave me fresh cour-
age. Louise was looking at me. poured
my young soul through the silver tipped
mouthpiece, had got to the last note
when a mournful and dscordant howl
came as an accompaniment raised my
foot and sent hepoodle spinning five yards
away
you wretchr'
Horror! I had mistaken the window.
Aunt Matilda stood there in wrathfuI
indignation.
Here was a pretty predicament. had
nearly killed her pet, which lay alternately
whining and bowling under some holly
bushes.
poor Flossiel Don't dare TO show your
face within these walls againl My darling
petl ! knew there was no good in such
stock My precious treasured After being
a second mother to you" and the window
went down with a bang, while from my
uncomfortable position | could hear bell
violently ringing. Utterly crestfallen re.
packed the now hateful cause of my trou.
bles As passed the corner of the house
heard a suppressed tittering and a win
dow was hurriedly closed.
Fair and false" | bitterly thought, as
recognized the dark locks of my inamorata.
Slowly and sorrowfuiiy | retraced nv
steps homeward and with dull forebod
ing of the consequences to follow.
Nor was wrong. | lost half a day, with /
the intention Of apologizing to my aunt,
but was refused admittance.
While / stood at the door uncertain how
to act, Mr. Raymond, my aunt's lawyer. I
made his appearance. This looked omin- /
Gus and | turned away with a heavy heart !
As | reached the garden gate, Louise J
came out Of the drawing room and ran
after me. She begged me to enter, and, |
as the servant did not oppose her, fol ]
lowed, noticing that her eyes were red with |
recent weeping.
What is the matter, Louisef" / in I
quired.
"Your aunt is much worse" she replied /
"She caught a chill through that foolish /
freak of yours. I am afraid she will never |
forgive your cruelty to her dog"
Hang the bruter' 1 calculated angriIy.
with all my heart, but you know how
fond she is of it. She has sent for Mr.. Ray
mond.'
Yes" 1 responded modify. 81 sup
dose you will benefit by any alteration Of |
her willY"
Don't suspect me Of any mercenary
feelings, Bob" she entreated.
Its rather hard to be robbed both Of !
fortune and wife by that lout of a cousin /
of yours"
you are ungenerous and ungentleman- ]
ly," she reioined, flushing.
at is difficult to act the gentleman under |
such circumstances. But heartily apollo |
giZe if | have wounded you"
Then we are friends once more" she /
said, taking my hand.
Louise, p / said huskiiy, Il read by your /
altered manner that | no longer hold a /
place in your heart | can't part with you /
without pana for II have not grown to /
love y0H you ARE at least dear to me. Let /
US remain friends | am sure | wish you
all happiness"
The poor little thing hung her arms
around my neck.
you are very good" she sobbed. Il
could not help it. tried to think only of
you, but | couldn't help loving Tom. You
believe me, don't you"
81 am sure no one could accuse you Of
heartlessness. Now, goodby; just one kiss,
for the last"
A fortnight later Aunt Matilda died. | [
attended the funeral, and listened TO the
reading Of the will. It left me sufficient to
by mourning ring, Everything went to
Louise.