The Big Sandy news. [volume] (Louisa, Ky.) 1885-1929, 1898-02-04
DELILAH.
BY HANNA KRYsToFE.

ana mere sne hAt hionc ~ eSh
O'clock in the evening In the dreary
hotel parlOr. whose bare walls and shah
by furniture had become so detestable.
She might have gone with him But
no, she would never enter that hall
againl She had sworn II.
Yet she knew her husbands whole
repertoire by heart, knew the precise
bar in his serenade when he would close
his eyes, the passage In his scherzo
when be would toss back his hair so
gracefully. How studied and unnatural
Il all seemed. She fancied she could
see him now, bowling with a faint smile,
as though oppressed by the applause
which Numbered around him.
oh, and how wildly the audiences here
applauded. especially the womeni Now
they were pressing forward to the
stage 10 shake hands with him. They
would wait for him at the exit OF the
hall to thank him for the great pleas
ure he had afforded them, and throng
around him to the very door Of the car
riage.
II was so yesterday, and the day be
fore, and every day. Nine. Andre want
ed TO cry, especially when she thought
Of her adventure yesterday. when
crowd Of feminine worshipers sep
arated her from her husband, and he,
evidently desiring to escape from en-
thusiasm which had become annoying.
In the belief that his young wife sat be-
side him, had driven of without her.
There she had stood, and was forced 10
hear these women rave about the
gifted man." how handsome he was,
the enthralling power Of his glance.
and, above all, his superb hair.
Yes. his undenlsbly magnificent locks
seemed to please these enthusiasts more
than anything else, more even than his
skill as an artist.
And the notes he received She had
Just read one: Of course the writer
begged for a lock of his hair. and he
would probably give It TO her.
She began mentally TO enumerate his
attractions. The stern expression OF
her delicate features sOftened, tender
Light stole into her brown eyes. Then,
rising hurriedly. she paced up and down
the room several times. and her pretty
face assumed a very residue expression
Surely, he would come soon. her
Richard, her beloved husband. How
had she lived so long without him7 II
had grown very late. She slipped on an
elegant maize silk teagown. drew the
pins from her hair, ard let II fall In
curling locks around her shoulders.
Then she turned down the lamp, leaned
back In the armchair and shut her eyes,
rs II asleep, and waited for him.
She soon heard his step, the door of
the room was thrown open; but on the
threshold the tall figure paused, the
door was cautiously closed, and Andre
moved forward on tiptoe.
Richard, is It your asked Q voice
from the armchair.
-Ah, sweetheart, are you still awake ?
That is very kind in you" He kissed
her. 1T has been such an evening.
Ely. such an EVENING""
He took his seat at his young wife's
side.
-Ah, II you would only come with me
again, Ellyi" he said as he lighted a
cigarette. The enthusiasm, the ap-
plause, the fiowers. You know / do not
set any undue value on such things, but
II ought TO make you very proud 70 see
your husband so much aPpIauded"
'But Il doesn't" she answered, with q
somewhat forced laugh. TO tell the
truth, It makes me feel as II 1 were quite
too Insignificant. Besides, dearest,
love in you less the artist than the hus-
band of my foolish heart, and you are
more that at home than in the concert
hall"
you are right; here am a man. here
] may be- and, therefore, you see"
He gave her hasty kiss. then slipped
out Of his dress coat into comfortable
lounging jacket, and threw himself
down on the sofa, while ELY lighted the
lamp under the tea kettle. For time
they chatted gayly together. Richard
had stretched himself out nj fun length.
Ely sat at the table beside him, and
80 ANBSio PA-J - - e-So "ANA AA7
curis- he was speaking OF his pro
gramme for the next concert We must
continue our journey 80 very soon, Ely.
want to drain the cup OF success TO the
-dregs; one more day ike to-day and
OIL on ELY he suddenly exclaimed,
rather Grossly what are you doing?
lou have certainly pulled out some OF
my hair!
why my dear husband
les you haEeI See there are At
least q dozen.
he raised his head and looked At her
reProaehfuIly
why, Ely, he said, what u the
matter with your
ION. nothing. Richard" she replied,
SINKING as she endeavored TO hide the |
strange excitement which had taken |
eaOement. Won promised me- n lock ~
your hair?-
And because have Rent INV wora
YOU want 10 null ont hairs enough ono
BIZ one. TO make a IockP YAareeer-