West Virginia argus. [volume] (Kingwood, W. Va.) 1877-1946, 1894-06-14
Az l,st Eeushall observed some move

AT Last Eenshall observed some move
I n,ent Ia the drawing room.
The Girl took n violin. and tuned Il 70
,uit her practised little ear Soon there
J began To float through the car the ravish-
/ sng arias of Chopin, SchunTauu aud other
masters.
/ IL she was exquisitely beautiful TO him
before, what could describe her when
! pouring her very soul into musicf II WAS
| then that the beautiful brown eyes vindi.
Gated bis sense Of the artistic and his love
Of their color.
In the mystic spell Of that er.rrucIup
music he could see clearly through the por.
lection OF her lingering. bowling. technique.
finish and grace into her very soul, which
was mirrored i'm her eyes.
ne nad listened 10 Die Bull in times
past. To Sembrich and even TO Christine
Nilsson when she had chosen to seize n
violin ana charm her friends; but I'm love
as he WINS the music OF the maiden for
whom he was hungcriug seemed TO pale
the efforts OF those great artists
The very motion OF the car was I'm har.
mony with her time. Passengers threw
away their novels and listened. The old
man in the drawing room closed his eyes
as If in rapturous sleep. The villainous
looking man, as II fascinated, thrust his
face az near TO hers IA he could without
disturbing the player, and his looks
showed passion. longing, and malicious
intent which maddenei Heusilall.
AS suddenly as the music commence il
ceased. The girl arose and put away lcr
violin softly aud with "A csress Evidently
she was tired and wished to seek her
couch.
Had the young man heard what was
said within, his anxiety would have been
Increased TO "A fever heat, but he had not
that privilege, much to his later disad.
vantage.
Soon the lights within the drawing room
went out; the group had retired
Long in contemplation the young man
sat At last merely to relieve the porter
all the remaining passengers being in bed.
he betook himself to his couch. IL vns
hours before his tired brain would rest.
and it was broad daylight before he awoke
to violently spring to the floor and dress
himself The car was standing in the
yards OF the Grand Central depot. The
berths were all made up. and the open doors
OF the drawing room showed that his bird
had flown He sought the porter i'm a rage
Where have they gone--the people i'm
the drawing roomi' he almost shouted.
Don't know, sab. Don't know nothin'
tall about 1t. Train got heah ut 4 O'Clock
dis mawnin'. De passcnges get M when
da plcases. Spec de folks got up when da
pleased"
Mr.. lIenshall sat down moment to clear
his brain. He WAS stunned
Most Of the night he had tossed in bed
hoping for an accident, n crash. n fire, any
thing, that he might spring TO her rescue
Nothing Of the kind had happened. In
stead he had gone to sleep like stone
and let her escape
Ii was now 10 O'Clock Six hours had
elapsed, sufficient for the party to have
escaped by European steamer or to tile
south, or worse, perhaps TO their home in
the vast city OF New York, where one indi.
vidual is mere drop in the ocean, IA grain
OF sand in the Sahara, "A moth on a great
sequeia OF California
The man arose and sought the quarters
of the catmcn. They could tell him
nothing. No one had taken n party of
four They might have taken n street chr
or carriage OF their own or walked TO some
near hotel, or worse, taken the elevated
railway direct TO the dock of some morning
sailing steamer
There was absolutely no hope. In de
spair the man wandered away VIOLENTLY
clutching his painted portraits, the only
possible clew in tue case.