The Newtown bee., 1896-02-07

Antoin Street, Detroit, Mich.
 felt very big and strong that evening and almost wished some rough fellow
 would come up and say something in sulting so that I might knock him down :;
 but on the whole 1 am glad we had no such adventure, for 1 am not really any stronger than other people. We did not talk much on the way home, but l enj )y- ed every instant. When left her at the door of her apartment house, nerved
 myself for another effort, and asked her
 another question.
 "Can come and see you here some
 time, Miss Dalton?"
 'Do come, MT Fairfax! Any evening"
 except Tuesday or Thursday. Those are
 my rehearsal evenings"
 "All right. Good by, Miss Dalton.'
 "Good-by, old friend ,
 She unlocked the door and went in, and
 l stood for fully five minutes looking at
 that apartment house. It was a tall
 apartment house, and very thin, and not
 at all elegant; but there was something
 inside it, which made it, in my eyes 8
 very respectable looking apartment
 house.
 After that l used to go to see the So-
 prano Singer very often. 1 became an expert in ringing bells, and calling up tubes. She lived three flights up, with her older sister and little Polly. When 1 came, Polly was always in ped, and the Sopranos older sister was reading in her bedroom. First we would talk, and then the Soprano would sing, and then
 we would talk some more, and then it
 would be 10 o'clock, and she would tell me that 1 ought to go now, but that she hoped l would come again soon and l would look up at the clock and say "FOr Heavens sake!" and bid her hurried good-by. She always sang some thing after went away, for she knew 1 liked to hear her as I walked down the stairs and along the street.
 Sometimes 1 met the Bass Singer there. When we were both calling atogether the Sopranos older sister, Ellen, left her reading and came out to help Amy to amuse us, and somehow or other the Bass Singer always had to talk to Ellen. It was not my fault, nor the Sopranos it must have been his own fault. He was always gloomy, except for an occa- sionaI joke. When he made these we all laughed out of sense of politeness; but he looked so stern that it would not have made you really want to laugh even if he had said some thing funny. We always asked him to sing, and he was very obligiDe about singing to us. But his voice was l church voice, and he could not adapt it 1 70 the little room as the soprano could | 1ers. He sang so loud that it was pain- 1 'ul to hear him, and his songs were too iemoniacal in character. He liked songs Ibout devils and drinking songs; and he rowned so dreadfully when he sang hem that the Soprano would turn pale md set her teeth. We none Of us liked o hear him sing; but it would have 'een impo1ite not to ask him.
 1 always remember the 18th of Janua- y because that was the day of Mrs Eel on's tea, and also because something lse happened on that day. Mrs Felron sked the whole parish to her tea went ecause hoped the Soprano would be here, and I always liked to be where he was. She did not turn up, and so I i'd not have very good time. I drank ome chocolate because the girl who was curing out chocolate wanted me to, and hen drank some tea because the girl rho was pouring out tea wanted me to, nd then drank some coffee for 8 simi- IT season. Then l stood up against the 'all and thought it was about time to 0 home. But just then Hrs Felton { anne up, and after that things began to ct exciting.
 "Have you heard this about Miss Dal- ,n?" she asked. Z "No. What is ftp I asked, trying to S ok indifferent. t "Why, she's going to New York, this [ 'ternoon, at just this time, too; and le'll probably be gone month. Some e le's sick, think. She didn't know of till this morning. Going away for whole month! That d not sound attractive. What should do? I must see her! I must-but ait moment, Mrs Felton was still eaking:
 "Why, there's our Bass Singer! I yer can remember his name. I must a Il him about Miss Dalton. I think" O I never heard what she thought. The ga had come into my head that I must ! 3 Amy before she went. Was there =, ne? I rushed out of the room without word of apology, ran to the dressing 0m seized the first hat I could find, tl q hurried out into the street. I found h. ,ab and told the man would give him e dollars if he would gallop all the C y to. .Congreve Street. We were near s, arrested, but we made two miles in , minutes. When reached the apart ]. mt house, the door was open and v len Dalton was coming out. s' sAmy's upstairs, , she said, These words sounded very sweetly to