Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1892-03-26

20. Rosamund dear, W ere so glad I,
see You. This time Wen forgive you
hut Won must not have your practicinG
again lust before study hour"
TnTfall. blonde girl laughed blithe
ly. submitting INCREASINGLY to tho
p%etting she received from each OF the
group.
This is Miss Lawson, Hiss Thorp,
but YOU might as well loe Rose and
Nettie at once, because you've got lots
of friends in common. But You can't
talk them over now; time is flying, and
we want to settle on a joke to play on
Fraulein on the first"
For an April fool?' queried Rose.
"Yes, of course, for talents are un-
limited, ourresourcesin inverse proper
ton thereto. Thy brilliant brain sup
| plies ne'er an idea"
"Nor mine" added Molly; 'but we
must bestir ourselves, for. though what
we do cannot be anything much, we
must solace ourselves by getting great
fun from it, for she's the only teacher
we'd dare try it with, and she's sure
not to tell
where are your brilliant flashes of
genius, Rose?' asked Jenny Noyes.
You haven't said a word since you
came in
Aren't you well, dear?" said Molly,
anXiously,
I'm all right, girl, Only I'm getting
used to having my ideas turned topsy-
turvy."
AS how, mum?'
Girls, | feel serious" said Rose,
laughing.
Wonders will never cease!'
Pm going to turn over a new leaf
In fact, ladies, it's turned!"
"Mercy. what's up? Miss Lawsonll
think she's struck a paragon"
"Instead of the ringleader of all
that's rule breaking finished Rosa
mund, with a smile.
Come, now, Rosey, you shan't run
yourself down." cried Molly, warmly.
You're better than any of us"
luSleS ulIcI, my hoiiy'
"Not in this case" Agnes Walton
said, squeezing Roses left hand, Molly
having possession of the other.
well, girls, don't you want to hear
about my leaf? It's just turned over,
and I'm anxious to have it stay where
it's put, so I'll Tess and make you wit
~nesses. It's about Fraulein Mann.
Girls, / shall never bother that woman
again.
saul among the prophetsl' eX'
claimed Jenny. whats happened?"
you know l practiced in Mary
Loring's place this evening. ! was
playing scales in the dark. Then ! be-
gan on that lovely thing of schu'
mann's that I've just memorized. The
door opened as l was finishing it and ]
stopped. A voice said: Better; once
more that, Mary No wonder Fraulein
thought ] was Mary Loring, for she
plays that same Schumann thing, too,
and my corner was as dark as a pocket,
| never said a word, thinking what Q
joke it would be when she found on,
it was /, but just played away in my
best manner. AS / finished l / heard an
unmistakable sob. Just fancy how
surprised | was, for certainly Frauleir
Mann looks like the last person to be
; moved by music or anything else. ]
didn't know what to do for a moment,
but | could see dimly that she had hel
handkerchief up to her eyes. YOU
know ! just can't bear to see people
cry, so | rushed over and took hold o.
her hand, and in a minute she was sob
bing on my shoulder and saying in hel
broken English that she was so home
sick and miserable. l soothed her a;
well as could and got away a fast al
possible, for felt like a guilty wretch
letting her think I was Mary; but how
could | undeceive her? Her broker
English didn't seem funny a bit, girls
and l nearly cried myself, she was ST
pitiful. Somehow, you know, 1 neve
realized she felt things, she Away
! seemed so stolid."
Poor thing!" murmured Nettie.
ltS, VIC al hlON Nlidb llOlDSSlCh
) ness is, don't we? And we have lots o
fun, too. Well, l just petted her a bi
you needn't laugh, Jenny Noyes, "
seen you homesick!-and, when ! lef
: her, went to find Mary Loring. Sh
and Fraulein are quite chummy, and
wanted to find out something abou
Fraulein Mann. Sure enough. sh
knew lots about her, and said it wa
no secret, of course. l do wish we
been kinder to her. Just think! sh
hasn't a soul in the world belonging t
/ her, except one little niece, about ter
t over in Germany. She is SO fond {
her, and supports her entirely, an
Mary says Fraulein is just miserabl
away from her. And, do you know
Mary says she's always wanted to tie
our class about this, for she knew W
weren't a bit considerable, but she SUI
posed we wouldn't care. Now, there
an opinion of our set for you. But II
; ashamed for one"
"a fine impression we've made O
l Nary cried Molly.
"Ifancy we deserve tin some ways,
said Alice Snow, though | don't thin
Mary really knows any of us. She's
fine girl, but so prim and priggish TIL;
/ never could get on with her for one.
"We all have our faults, my friends
said Rose, land it may be better to
a prig than an imp Of mischief as
/, teacher once called me. I'm a repen
!, . ant imp now, anyway"
| II 'spose that puts a stop to our pla
of an April fool" said Jenny Noye
just a little regretfully.
= "Wait a second, girls, l have q
: idea!' Rosamund's blue eyes we
dancing with fun through the lit
y mist that had clouded them a few m
ments before. LEND me your ear
and III impart it."
Fraulein Mann went into her elias
room that next Friday morning wit
some foreboding. What would tho.
girls, SO fuchtig, so unbesonnen, VIII;
would they do to-day on this first
April? She felt depressed, unstrun
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