The times. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1890-1903, 1893-02-26


let-the more charming to me"-hastily-
FOR that but you would. l fear. feel Jour
self lest in that big world you speak Of"
Not lost. with you.' says Vera, I'M
certainly. Somehow her great eyes. rest
| ing on him as they do with the soft
| question and wonder In their depths,
put him out woefully, man Of the world.
though he is
"Of course not in that sense" he says.
| But you have no idea how different YOU
are from the people one meets up there"
Are they so ve:y lovely?" asks the
| girl in a low. disheartcned tone
Not SO lovely by half. IA you. II ono
goes into It, But It isn't only eyes and
mouth and a stainless complexion that
carry the day. There is an air about
! those others that a little country mouse
| like you, however highly bred, could not
acquire for years"
Il cannot see how even the Queen can
be more than lady" says the child.
| with pretty dignity; land certainly a
Wrothesley may lay claim 10 that old
| title"
Birth and breeding have nothing to
do with it," says Stainer, with touch
| Of WEAKNESS. She is too ignorant Of the
worlds ways to understand the sweet
soul within her. with these women I
speak Of. who have spent their days in
whirl Of excitement ever since their
school-room doors closed upon them, you
would be misunderstood. You would find
yourself miles behind them In earthly
lore"
could I learn it?" leaning forward
eagerly.
Better not try. No The material for
that sort of thing was not born with you.
You are a trife too earnest for fashion
able life. These others l speak of
wouldn't like II in you"
80 YOU think l shall never make a
great 1adye,'" says she, with smile
that is thoughtful.
Never"
yet | should like to try. would that
some fairy sent me fortune. and face
so fair that all the world should bow to
It: then we should see"
He shakes his head
'The strain would be too heavy for
you. You are too simple child TO make
a sensation in society. Give up all such
ambitions views, and wish for something
else"
Then I shall wish for your return,
every minute in the day, until we meet
again." she says, prettily.
"By Jove that reminds me-" eXclaims
he. springing TO his feet, Il must go at
once unless ! wish TO miss my train
and | am due at Lady BANDS tonight.
Goodbye. my darling. and believe,
the last month. spent In this sweet Devon
shire Of yours. has been the happiest Of
my life"
"You did not ask me 10 remember you,
saws the girl, standing back from him.
Her hands are cIasped loosely before her
Great heavy drops Of woe stand trem-
bling in her lustrous sapphire eyes. Her
whole attitude is suggestive OF bitterest
grief and disappointment. She would
t. nd
round his neck. and wept her heart out
upon his: but, half unconsciously, he
had taught her that expressed emotion
of any kind is in bad taste. Though,
indeed there was no need to ask" she
adds, with a touch Of solemnty in her
young voice; AZ shall never forget"
ooh. that! know that" he says. with
careless, comfortable trust in her affec-
ton.
And then he takes her in his arms.
and at the very last she so far forgets
her lesson as 70 give Nature sway, and
clings TO him, and let's him kiss her at
his will And then il is all over; and he
goes up TO town, nndlng solace teVen as
he thinks Of herr in a cigar, whilst she
spoHs her lovely eyes in weeping for him
all that livelone night
He wrote her fifteen letters in all. in
on his way to Berlin (as military attache),
and then he came to the conclusion that
he must marry for money If he meant to
keep up the old place as # should be
kept-a matter that for many weeks had
been troubling him. and then ne told
himself he was a heartless fellow ana
then-he forgot herl
Patti is singing. Through the great
hush the music Is sobblng-thrillng-h
ing. as IN a spell, the hearts Of the mighty
concourse. Who shall say what unfor-
gotten memories are brought into vivid
life by these charming sounds? What sad
but exquisite recollections make the
pulses beat? At least they bring tears in
TO the eyes OF one.
She is quite young girl, and In her
absorption is learning rather more over
the cushions Of her box than she Is aware
Her whole soul is In her face, which
is extremely beautiful.
''Sit back a little, dearest; you should
think sometimes" says pretty woman.
half a dozen years her senior, and evil
IDENTIFY her chaperon, tapping her fur
lively with her fan. you know how
people watch your every movement. and
they will not believe"
what does II matter? Let her be happy |
in her own way" says young man
hurrIedly to the pretty woman. stopping
a second message from the fan.
Indeed. the girl has been so engrossed
with Patti that the first warning has
gone UNDECIDED. Her eyes are full OF pas
sionate delight, tinctured with sadness |
who is ever merry when he hears sweet |
music ?"-her lips are slightly parted. |
Her gown is OF costly white silk, bordered |
with pearls. and she Is older, graver. |
yet altogether strangely unaltered since |
that time. a year ago, when she sat |
amidst the fragrant clover and watched |
the roses dying.
Then her false love- sat beside her; |
now--hcr eyes grow dim. Slowly. as |
though soma inward force compels her, |