The Yale expositor. (Yale, St. Clair County, Mich.) 1894-current, 1898-08-05
CHAPTER l.

ly TO all those whom II may concern
that noon is past. Again the house has
sunk into stiffness, save for the distant
echo OF fresh young voice sinsing'
from very gladness OF heart, at
broken intervals.
Going down a long passage covered
with frayed cocoanut mating ana
opening the thick oak door one comes
upon what seems to be the only IN
habited room in the house. Here again
is space-ample space, and lofty cell
ing-though certainly, as regards any
modern luxuries in the way OF furnl-
ture, the apartment is bare enough.
faded drugget covers the center or
the floor, eked out round the edge py
oil-cloth which has long since falied
TO boast more than faint visions OF
pattern. An old square piano with a
short yellow keyboard stands open at
one end of the room Uttered with
music some half-dozen chairs or no
particular pattern, and most OF them
of an incorporating nature, are hid
den under snippings of dark blue print
and mysteriously-shap pieces OF lin
ing: the shabby old sofa is also piled
with various articles Of feminine at
tire.
Both windows are thrown as high
as the sashes will permit, Sc admitting
the genial sunshine and sweet HOVER
scented air-befere one stands very
praetical-looking sewing machine, be-
fore the other is an old wicker table
strewed with Bankruptcies and paper
patterns.
Bending over the solid table which
stands in the middle of the room Is
Shell Widen. She is at present max
ing a determined onslaught with pair
OF formidable scissors on a section or
the blue print before mentioned. She
has ceased singing for the moment; her
brows are slightly puckered, whilst
her keen grey-green eyes follow anx-
iously the line to be taken by her
shears. There is a decision and energy
in every curve OF her girlish rounded
figure as she leans over the work; the
right sleeve of her dark dress Is pushed
up nearly to the elbow to allow OF free
play, so disclosing a plump, rounded
arm Of almost snowy whiteness.
Shells fine pure white skin Is her
one personal attraction; but, as her Sis
ter Ruby often remarks, she pays for
II dearly, for Shells complexion Is ac-
companied by wealth of wavy SHIN
mering red hair, family marked eye
brows, and a pair of eyes which are
positively pale green in certain strong
lights, though they deepen almost to
purple under strong emotion or in the
dreamy cleaning of summer evening.
She is little below the middle height,
possessing a round, childish face, with
eyes that speak so often when her
tongue is wisely silent that her sister
Ruby many a time ,akea umbrage st
her expressive looks.
She hes Just finished her critical
piece of work, and is again breaking
into uncsSscioss song, when the door
opens quickly, admitting . tall, grace
full woman of some thirty summers,
whose light spring costume sets off her
dark classical beauty to advantage.
Ruby, for she it is, differs from her
sister as much in temperament and
disposition as in form and expression.
No stranger at first sight would have
taken these two young women to be re-
lated, yet such OF their acquaintances
who were addicted to the pursuit OF
psychological inquiry were fond Of
pointing out that behind the widely
a;eoron4 pifactatiopc ~ the narcOn-
atty of each there was the same orig
inal force and insistence.
did you get it?" quections Shell,
pausing at her work, and looking lit
lie blankly at her sisters empty
hands.
Get it, Get what?" asks Ruby,
clearing a space upon the sofa, and
linking down upon it languidly.
why, the tape, of course! / haven't
IN inch left; and how can get on with
lhe killings without tape?" cries Shell,
9th a pathetic ring in her voice.
Dear me, your mind never seems
f>le to soar above dress-making!" says
t,rby, slightly struggling her shoulders
I'VE got the tape all right-fortunately
St5iet remembered It,"
HAS vi got 1t, them" asks Shell,
~ 20 way affected by her sisters low
orYs.on Of her intellect.
"Caut IT." sneers RUBY. You surely
don't imagine. child, that we are 60
Ing y, burdens ourselves with parcels
on sSah a broiling day as this?"
81 rlrely did not imagine that even
you Pould mRke any poor errand-boy
trarz a whole mile to bring a few
pieces OF tape that would have fitted
into your pocket IL you were ashamed
of carrying them openly" responds
Shell with spirit.
Then there is a period of silence, dur
ing which Shell looks quite stern and
even naughty, while Ruby does not ap-
pear to be altogether as self-satisfied
as she would wish to be-possibly be-
cause Il irritates her 10 see Shell more
at ease than herself Shell meanwhile
tews steadily on, and ne conversation
threatens TO come to a sudden termi-
nation, when somewhat sarcastic
Vance from gtfelI cauaoa Al 10 reviva