Middletown transcript., 1894-07-21

rhia, but he did not think it nee ssar,
to own to his mistake.
"What impertinenceH' said one o
the ladies to Miss Blake. "What cal
she know about itp Is she not the younl
person who tuned the piano?'
perhaps she tunes Miss Thyri
Flowerdew's piano!" suggested Mis-
Blake in loud whisper.
"You are right" said the little CIR
quietly. 81 have often tuned Mis-
Flowerdew's piano.
There was another embarrassing 81
lence; and then a lovely old lady, whom
every one reverenced. came to the
rescue.
IL think her play ing is simply su
perb," she said. ''Nothing that ]
ever hear satisfies me so entirely
She has all the tenderness of an angels
touch"
Listening to her." said the Major,
who had now recovered from his an
noyance at being interrupted, "one be-
comes unconscious of her presence
for she is the music itself. And that
is rare, 1t is but seldom nowadays
that we are allowed to forget the per
sonality of the player. And yet her
personality is an unusual one. Hav-
ing once seen her, it would not be easy
to for get her. / should recognize her
any where.
AS he spoke he glanced at the little
tuner, and could not help admiring her
dignified com osure under the cir.um-
stances which might have been distress
ing to any one; and when she rose with
the others he followed her and said
stfly:
81 regret that l was the indirect
cause of putting you in an awkward
position"
1T is really Of no consequence. E." she
said, brightly. ''If you think / was
impertinent l ask your forgiveness. l
did not mean to be officious, The works
were spoken before 1 was aware of
them."
She passed into the saloon, where she
found quiet, corner FIR herself. and
read some of the newspapers. No one
took the slightest notice of ber, not
word wes spoken, but when she re-
lieved the company of her presence her
imperlinence was commented ON.
81 am sorry she heard what 1 said,"
remarked Miss Bake. But she did not
seem to mind. These young women
who go out into the world lose the edge
of their sensitiveness and femininity.
1 have always observed that"
"HoW much they are spared then!'
answered some one.
Meanwhile the little girl slept
souudly; she had merry dreams, and
finally woke up laughing. She hur-
ried over her breakfast land then stood
ready to go for butterfly hunt. She
looked thoroughly happy, and evidently
had found and was holding tightly he
key to life's enjoyment.
Oswald Everard was waiting on the
balcony and he reminded her that be
ins ended to 60 with her.
Come along, then she answered.
1--WE must not lose moment"
They caught buttelfys, they picked
flowers, they ran; they fingered by The
wayside, they sang; they climbed, and
he marveled a: her easy speed. Moth
ing seemed to tire her, and everything
seemed to delight her-the flowers the
birds, the clouds, the grasses and the
fragrance of the pine woods.
us ii not good to live?" she cried.
''Is it not splended to take in this
scented all? Draw in as many long
breaths as you Can. Isn'C it good?
Don't you feel now as though you we're
ready to move mountains? l do. What
3 dear old nurse Nature is. How she
pets US, and gives US the best of her
Her happiness invaded Oswald Ever
xald's soul, and he felt like SOCIOLOGY
'nce more, rejoicing in a fine day and
lis liberty, with nothing to spoil tine
freshness of the air and nothing to
hreaten the freedom.
''Is it not good to live?" he cried.
: Yes, indeed it is, if we know how to
.Djoy."
They had come upon some haymak-
RS, and the little girl hastened up TO
lelp them. There she was in the
midst of them, laughing and talking
o the women ard helping them to
'ile up the hay on the shoulders of
man, who then conveyed
lis burden to pear shaped stack. Os-
ain 1SNCl w olu | f,
or a mt MT MT and then, quite forgetting
lis dignity as an amateur tenor singer
e, too. lent his aid, and did not leave
ntil his companion sank exhausted on
he ground.
Oh, she laughed, what delightful
york for very short timel Con 9
long, let US 60 into ha' brown chalet !
nd ask for some milk. am simply
arched with thirst. Thank you but
refer to carly my own flowers"
what an Independent little lady
ou are" he said.
1T is quite necessary in our profess
ion, l can assure you," she said. with
tone of mischief in her voice. That
eminds that my profession is evidently ,
lot looked upon with any favors by
he visitors of the hotel, ! am heart
'roken to think have not won the es-
eem of that lady in the billy-cock hat.
What will she say to you for coming
'ut with me? And what will she say
" me for allowing vou tn coma9 7 unn