Hot Springs weekly star. (Hot Springs, S.D.) 1892-1917, 1897-03-26
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.AnncS voice WaS II wonderful one by
nature, and had been developed by the
highest culture. Tonight she was tired.
md her voice was a little tired, toe; but
It's tones had lost none of their cNquisitely
searching. melting quality. and fatigue
made them only softer. not less %tuneful.
She sang twice, aud then was obliged to
rrSt. Mrs. DumarcSl looked round for
Michele.
where is tho chiid:" she said lightly.
"IIavc You seen her. james: l want her
to come and play something now"
II think / saw her on the vcranda,"
said MIR. E,stlakr. "SIc would hear it
there as we'll as in the room."
"Oh. dn 90 and look for her. Mr.. East
lake" Mrs. Dumarc>q implorcd him IN
iou>ly. Shell take cold. naughty child.
nnd then Jim will say it is all my fault.
Mr.. Easilakc departed on his GRAND.
III" can.f, M Il soft gray shawl from the
divan. and looked out of the open front
door. Moonlight such as VIC never see in
our northern chimes poured in Il loco of
radiancc over all the land. Eastlakc was
moved by tho beauty of the night. as he
had been by Anne Car,crct's singing. He
walked slowly down tho long veranda
aud back again before he discovered the
young lady of whom he was in search.
There she WAS. curlcd mp in Il long bam-
boo chair like IL white kitten. She neith-
or moved nor spoke as he came near.
IL was looking for you, Michc." he
said.
He had known her rs Il child. and used
hrr pet namc still. often thinking of her
as Il mere child. and not ii woman. She
made no answer.
sI ,, ,.n.1 ~ .,:1 tT:-iAIl. " -.
strained voice: aud her little hands clinch.
cd themselves until the knucklcs turned!
white and the nails left their impress on
her palms. II am tired of everything and
everybody"
lie glanced down mt her. struck by the
tone. "What is the mnttcr:' he asked,
smiling. .IIaS Chico escaped again!''
Chico was Michclle's favoritc parrot. "Or
have you been walking and dancing too
much: Mrs. Dumarcsl is right; you
don't take care of yourself"
What is the Use of taking care of my
srlf!" she said rapidly. why should L:
If l were dead and buried nobody would
be- any the worse"
My lear child. you know you don't
mean that"
II do mean it," said Michele. with a
SN'. hHN ~ hNi istNG ! Z
hands.
what would your mother and father
say
"Thcy don't understand. Nobody I'M.
derstands.' sand the girl ~passionatcly.
"Come. Niche. tell me- what is the mat.
trr." said l:astlakc kindly. "Solncthing
has gone wrong with you to-day"
mo" she said. slowly. AT least. it,
NIL right now."
"Wha; was it?"
Michel" looked mp mt him and met til,
smiling kindness of his eyes. thcn hun.
her head and made her confession 'Ann,
sings so beautifully" she said. land j.
so good: and everybody will be fond OF
her: and ! don't feel fond of lsrr at all
is it very wicked: But | wish SO mucl
that | Were tall and grand and digniticd
too.
"My dear little girl" said F;astlakc
'nobody will be less fond of you bccaus,
Miss tartcret is here"
II don't, know that. OF course l dom
mean papa and mamma l mean othcl
pcoplc-my other friends"
"l"u must not think of such IL thing
OF You will make yourself miserable
Don't You think your parents and you
'''EH''S MINUS dit l"S' enough w Ilot
tw" people: Besides. all that we know %
Miss Carirret ut present is that she sing.
well and is handsome: hut We have known
Niche. oh. for centuries. ever Sine sh,
Wore sNor: irocSS and came up To my el
bow.
Not are tired of Niche"
IL never w:lS less 50 in my life" sal,
T:astlahe. with II teasing pressure of he
hand.
CHAPTI:I. VII.