Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1898-02-23

Of the listenen irresistibly, A. the strong
current carries the leaflet.
How fatally, wondrously lovely she
was. this siren who sang to him Of love,
until every sense was full of silent &C.
.tasv. until his face flushed and his heart
heat fast. Suddenly his eyes met hers;
the scarlet lips trembled, the white fin
GERS grew unsteady, her eyelids dropped,
and the sweet music stopped. She tried
10 hide her confusion by smiling.
"You should not look at me, Norman y
.he said. when l sing; 1t embarrasses
me-"
.sYou should contrive to look a little
less beautiful, then, Philippa," he rejoin.
ed. "What was that last songT'
at is a new one" she replied. "called
My Queen.
Lord Arleigh.
In a few minutes she had found it fol
him. and they bent over the printed pages
together; her dark hair touched his
cheek, the perfume from the white lilies
she wore seemed to entrance him; he
could not understand the spell that lay
over him.
.Is 1t not beautiful7" she said.
"Yes. beautiful, but ideal: few women
I think, would equal this poets queen
You do not know-you cannot tell
Norman. think any woman who loves
and loves truly. becomes a queen"
He looked at her, wondering at the pas
sicn in her voice-wondering at the ex
prcssion on her beautiful face.
You are incredulous," she said: "but
Il is true. Love is woman's dominion
ct her but once enter it. and she be
comes a queen: her heart and soul grow
grander, the light of love crowns her. II
IL the real diadem of womanhOod, Nor
man; she knows no other"
He drew back startled; her words seem
ed to rouse him into sudden conscious
ness. She was quick enough to see it
and, with the distrait manner of true
woman Of the world, quickly changed til,
subiect- She asked some trifing ques
ton about Beechgrove, and then said
suddenly:
Il should like to see that fine old plac,
If yours, Norman. 1 was only ten wher
mamma took me there the last time: tha
was rather too young to appreciate it
treasures. l should like to see 1t again.
Il hope you will see 1t, Philippa l hav,
many curiosities to show you. I hav,
sent home treasures from every grea
| City nave VISITED.
She looked at him half wonderingly
half wistfully, but he said no more CoulC
II be that he had no thought of ever askin:
her to be mistress and queen of this hous,
of his?
you must have party in the autumn.
she said. Lady Peters and I must b
among your guests"
That will be an honor. I shaff ire
you to your word, Philippa." And thei
he rose to go.
The dark, wistful eyes followed him
She drew . little nearer to him as he hell
| out his hand to say goodnight.
You are quite sure, Norman, that yol
are pleased to see me again ?" she inter
rogated, gently.
PLEASED! Why, Philippa, of course
am. What a strange question:
Because" she said, there seems to b,
a cloud-a shadow-between us that d,
not remember to have existed before"
I'VE are both older" he explained, "ant
the familiarity Of childhood cannot exis
when childhood ceases to be"
Il would rather be a child forever thar
that you would change to me-" she said
| quickly.
81 think" he returned, gravely, "tha
the only change In me il that admir-,
you more than have ever done"
And these words filed her with tn,
keenest sense Of rapture; yet they wer.
but commonplace enough, II she had only
realized it