The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1897-05-09

uuisite proportions glowed ~rapturousIy
an eager, ardent, radiant face, as fair
and lovely, as joyously expectant and
u~nrecking of consequences, as that or
Eve with h apple at her lips. It's
contour was a perfect oval; its skin
very fair, and underlaid with the soft
| pink of a Mermet rose, which, beneath
the eyes, deepened upon the round
| cheeks as excitement provoked it. A
| pair of crimson lips, parting In ecstasy,
| revealed a row Of white and even teeth,
and beneath the straight, firm line OF
| the delicately-drawn brows, eyes OF
| rare brilliancy burnt so intensely that
they seemed almost to emit sparks from
| their luminous depths. Parted above
| the low. broad forehead a rare con-
fusion of streaming tresses rippled
| luxuriantly away, of a color which
honestly obJiges me to confess was
| dangerously ardent, but which, l was
| soon to discover, the world held to be
golden.
L'Allegro was the sobriquet bestowed
upon me that night by an enthusiastic
Journalist, and it. seems to me it was
BETTING. I think I may easily have
| suggested to one familiar with them
| Millions famous lines:
Haste thee; Nymph, and bring with thee
Jest, and youthful jollity,
Quips and cranks, and wantOn wiles,
Mods and becks, and wreathed smiles;
Sport, that wrinkled Care derides,
And Laughter holding both his sides.
Come. and trip it as you go
On the light fantastic toe"
I. well recall the exultation of that
| moment and the throb Of gratif1ed
vanity with which 1 heard Greeley
| calculate "Ye gods!" I noted the look
exchanged between husband and wife,
and shared proudly its confident con-
tent. 1 observed Kate motion to
-11I -yh0 &horn11non no Cfi1v with
drew, leaving the dressing-room door
| ajar. Transf1xed with delight in my
| own image, I stood yet an instant
| longer, quaffing long draughts of my
own fairness, revealing in my perfec-
| ton of face and form, for the first time
| adequately set forth.
The strains from the orchestra came
| family to my ear, rousing the spirit Of
movement within me. The ecstasy of
conscious power, bred from a suddenly
| acquired knowledge of the value of my
own beauty and talent, caused my
pulses to peat yet faster and more
furiouusly. Penetrated by the enticing
melody from without, I involuntarily
raised my arms, letting the angel
| sleeves falla away and expose their
rounded beauty, and clasped my hands
behind my head; my body began to
| sway in harmony with the rhythmic
beat, when KateI laid swift hold Of me
and led me, shalf-glidlng, half-dancinS,
from the room. 0
know She conducted me in a state of
partial consciousness to a position in
the wings, whence l could distinguish
but a small,section Of the house. Sta
| tened here, she hade me wait, and soon
1 felt constrained by a glance, and
gazing whittier / was compelled, 1
| found Greeley, who was leading the
orchestra, looking full at me through
his glasses.
The air was sweet and sensuous with
! the same delicious strains from Cope
liza to whichbI had danced in the morn
ing. Again, ~hnsensibly, they took pos
session Of me; / felt them creep into
my heart, infect my pulses, subdue my
memory, dominate my being. The look
in Greeley's eyes suddenly became an
invitation. a summons. Come" it
said, and l. moved forward until I
stood fairly before a clamouring public
which 1 scarcely noted. Dance" 1t
commanded, and it is said I danced.
For of my performance I am wholly
without recollection. AS it was inyol-
untary, SO vas 1T unknown of me. Not
till the curtain fell and the music a
ed did / recover myself, and then it
was but again to lose sensibility.
Fol at last, the events of the day
ccnquering my powers Of resistance,