The copper country evening news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 18??-1907, 1897-09-03

WIN more than touch OF maoness'
but wonderful player.
She spoke as unconcernedly as IL she
were discussing a servant.
"Where did you know him!'
Switzerland, soon after / left the
convent. He Taught me singing when
there was some talk about my using
nv voice, you know" She had told
him that at one time her father had
thought of putting her on the stage
but that she had refused 10 goa YER.
sion of the fact that was not accurate
and a mere reference TO this subject
was generally enough TO turn him from
any awkward discussion.
"were you under him long? Did he
know that you were thinking of that!
mo. Of course not, )" she answered
when he paused, taking her cue from
his hesitation. 1.-The thing never went
far enough for that. He knew no more
than that had voice that was to be
trained, and he trained il. He is good
singer as we'll as player. You hear
| him in all probability. BY the way,
! shall have 10 get TO work and practice.
| Our wanderings haven't given me much
| time for singing" And with that she
turned the subject
She had produced the impression she
wished upon Sir Jaffray's mind and
had further prepared the way for Pierre
Turrian's coming to the house should
he insist upon doing that, as she
thought very likely.
But she had still to deal with Lady
Walcote, and during the time she was
going round the house and stables and
the grounds and the Conservatives with
Sir Jaffray she was thinking out how
best TO meet his mother.
She commenced with an attack from
her own side, skillfully planned and
executed.
She found the old lady sitting alone
in the morning room, and she went up
and kissed her with show of much
warmth. Then, drawing low chair, she
sat down by her.
GOOD morning, mother. / may call
you mother?" she asked, looking into
the elder woman's rather stern eyes.
"Jaffray's wife can be nothing but
my daughter, Lola" she answered.
The girl paused and then said slowly
and thoughtfully:
~ could wish that there were less di-
plomacy in that answer and more
warmth in the tone" And she sighed.
~ have never had a mother, remember.
81 know very little indeed of your
| IL; oil Won hax,a told
me anything, you know, was Lady
Walcote's answer.
at is hard to give confidence where
there is no sympathy" said Lola.
GAS hard as to give sympathy where
no confidence is offered, child"
The girl sighed and raised her hand
and let it fall on her lap as if with q
gesture of disappointment
II want to find love in the manor
house," she said, after pause, looking
up into Lady Walcote's face, land you
offer me-this. dropping her voice,
but keeping her eyes fixed steadily on
her companions face.
The old lady returned the look with
one quite as steady.
"What do you mean, Lola?"
'That want to love you and you to
love me, and in place of that you meet
me with diplomatic answers and neatly
turned retorts. Is that all the welcome
you have for me? Is that what our re-
lations are always to be? Can Jaffray
bring us no nearer than that"
1t was subtle plea and for moment
went unanswered.
Then. taking the girls hand with a
more kindly a,tion than she had yet
shown, Lady Walcote said:
81, too, wish to love Jaffray's wife,
Lola, but love is not thing to be driven
and constrained, and if you do not find
me so warm as you wish you shall at
least find me quite frank. / have been
glad to have your letters and to see in
them the little overtures which thought
l could detect. / thank you for your
thoughtfulness, child, in urging me not
, to leave the manor, and have staid, as
you see, for the time, to see how we get
ON. 1t is an experiment, no more"
"Why need we doubt the result?''
There are many reasons, but will
give you one-one that is from my side
You know that / had cherished Other
plans for Jaffray's marriage, that TO,
years past it had been the strong desire
of our family that Jaffray should mar.
ry his cousin, that Beryl has always
been like daughter of my own ant
that the project was infinitely dear tt
me. We old people do not easily pluck
out from the heart desire of this kind
which has struck such deep roots there
as this in mine, and have yet to SEE