The pioneer express. [volume] (Pembina, Dakota [N.D.]) 1883-1928, 1895-10-18

won't you! Every one Is 80 anxious,
80 OH the very tiptoe of hope. Come
come now"
She speaks nervOusly, us IL little
afraid of n capricious refusal Mt the
last moment; but the girl. giving her
quiet smile though nc word, valves
aside the gilded youths who have sur
rounded her, and steps into the open
space outside-her violin in her hand.
Quite calmly, with scarce touch of
consciousness. she moves to the posi-.
ton that has been arranged for her
full into the glare of the many lights,
and the many eyes beyond. Yet she
is very conscious all the while, and her
heart beats cruelty, US she lifts the viO-
lin to her shoulder, and slowly raises
the bow.
Such n small. slender. thing! Clad In
a clinging gown of amber Indian silk.
low and rounded at the neck az Il
child's frcck might b.. and with puff
ell sleeves Mt the shoulders, that leave
thu white arms bare. Arms destitute
of adornment Of any sort; without 81,
much as one small bangle, and fingers
without ring. In truth, ornaments
would have been supertiuous things
where those rerect arms. ana wrists,
ard hands We're concerned.
Moving lightly forw,.rd. with q lit.
tie sWaying movement peculiar to her.
and suggestive of the grace Of winged
creatures, she comes at last to a
standstill and poiscs herself very
steadily, but with one small foot in Its
amber satin shoe. just showing ln.
meath her gown. Her dark, brilliant
eyes are radiant, a delicate fieck Of
color has come into her cheek, hcl
hair curling over her wfite brow has
fallen little forward. 1t Is cut quite
short this pretty hair, and covers her
head In ripping masses, that are 40
deeply auburn ma to lie almost red,
but yet Nrc not; she has been merci,
fully saved from that!
The whole face liz eager, passionnte.
and not without n touch of temper.
The chin, little pointed, is n feature
In itself. There is determination in n.
and wilfulness. but ON the whole II
suits the miscllievous face, and adds n
piluancy to its beauty. With the
bright eyes and close cut auburn curls
this pretty, halt frightened child looks
more like n boy than a girl as she
stands with her violin pressed against
her heating heart.
and now the magic of her touch
makes itself known; swelling. threi,.
bling through the room, her music
PUSHES. thrilling the appreciatiye. and
rendering even the Indifferent dumb.
What power! What genius! And as
She plays, the first subduell but vet
felt nervousness vanisles; the Girl
fades. the artist alone remains. A
smile that ts almost seraphic, and that
Is quite unconscious. curves her love,
~ lips. That she lives fin this
moment a life beyond ali that
the mere material world can give
Is beyond doubt.
The exquisftely modelled hand and
arm CLEAN against the amber of her
gown. Now and again. as IL impatient
with them, she filings buck the auburn
curls from her brow; and still She
plays. nerve. a passion that only those
who have the divine spark can know
Wagner Is her study tonight. and she
interprets him with a wild belief I'm
him that almost makes her conartner
In his triumphs.
when the last eager sweetness OF
the notes has died away, she let's her
arms fall to her sides, violin in one
hand. bow in the other, and, barely
Acknowledging the thunderous an.
plause that greets her, turns aside, and
enters an alcOve in an ante-room nd.
Joining that in which she had beer
distinguishing herself, to find heI
cousin awaiting her.
"A triumph, indeed" says Col. DIAL
rymple, taking the hand with the bow
In 1t, and leading her to seat.
She is little too breathless. too dis
turbed by her success to he able Il
speak Just at first, but If her mouth II
dumb her eyes are not; In those great
dark. gloomy Orbs that now she raises
to his, distrust aud anger, and distinc,
unfriendltness are written. Reading
all this, Col. Dalrymple gives her q
full-grown glance in return, in which
II the unfriendliness and the Othel
things nre left out. good deal Of
amusement takes their place. He Il
still holding her hand, and now, as Il
In defiance Of her expression he press
es 1t warmly-whereup0n he instantly
lcses possession Of 1t.
"Yes, l was charmed" says he
taking no notice of her angry with
drawal Of her hand. with the eye
Of every one upon you, you still
achieved q success that is hardly t,
be rivalled In this generation. Ever
I myself"
"Pouf!' says she, interrupting hin
tremendously. little frown dark
ling all her face. "Do you think an
a fool? Compliments to whom com
pliments are due. Good enough! Blu
none from you, thank you! Don't
know rou?"
swell, you should" says he, mildly
''jNell, I do. And 1 know that 70,
regard with contempt the woman VIII
cenld stand up before her world. how
ever small. and Let herself be pull
licly admired. BY herseif." hastily, -
mean her talent. Come, now. say til
truth for. once; confess you think III
forward. brazen, vain and all the res
Of IT."
"You are 50 evtdeptly anxious that
should 80 confess myself. that reall
hardly like to refuse you," Says b
eoldly. "But as you are alko DESTROY
Of hearing me speak the truth, II onl
for once ia Hay life, feel bound to 81
that you are WfsHg In your surinist
I have not up to this REGARDED you a
vain. brazeL or forward"
$50 says your tongue, but your eye
say something else," returns she, wit
q petulnnt but charming uplifting g
the shoulder near him,
"My eye offends me. thsR-shall
pluck 1t outY' asks DairyMpia.
slightly mocking expression III til
feature in question. "Why should
Gay oas thing and mean another? y
sensible, my little cousin. Am I g
afraid OF yoH that ! should lie to you
"I'm tired" says she, fitting UP he
chin, and looking over his shou
der with an exaggerated air OF on
DESTROYS Of escape; II should IKE I
20 home IL grandpa-Ah! Dicky-you!
She ssoWs suddenly radiant, an
transferring tho bow to the sma
hand that already finds the violin to
much for 1t, gives the free little finger
to the newcomers middle-size
youth Of q distinctly ugly, IL delightfi
countenance.
Buried alive; genius for once Id til
shade. I've been commissioned to dt
you out" says he, his face all one brl
liant grin. LADY Swansd0wn sai
you were here, but TINT as Ddlrympl
| WAS your companion, she"-He pause
struck by Q stony glance from th