Virginia gazette. [volume] (Williamsburg, Va.) 1893-192?, 1899-02-18


forever. yet never cause a mortal wound 4
--oaly an infnisude OF pain. But that I
81 yesterday was the broad blade that
kills al one stroke.
And again--as ~ broadened and deep
coed. and tadcd. like a mconoeam-
away---thst Of yesterday" he muir
INJURED. twas renunciatiou: with It's bat
We. its victory. it's sublime triumph.
its transient peace; to-day's is resig~
nation: g subznittauce " Aich has naughtt
OF hattie. OF victory. % triumph. but
only pain. To-dsy's is the end. an end
thn; has no end
nu, a. he lay there. hands elasped
behind his tired head. lips parted in
q Smile-a smile unlike his. for II bad
naught Of sco~n In it-,here broke upon
the sisence the opening bars Of little
prelude. dainty and sweet In itself. but
the usnDer Of its playing a veritable
triumph in mediocrity. IL walled ana
and ech oe6 above the window II broke
into painful sratcheS and Indifferent
rhythm
The Poet sprong 20 bis feet with an
exclanation OF inpstience. To spoil
that With this,~ he cried. 20. how can
sheG~ He bit kis lips wrsthfullys but
be did not intend 20 have his dream
altogether spoiled, end. his anger con-
Quering his WEAKNESS, ran lightly up
The narrow stair.
He burst into the room OF the stran-
ger without preface or prelude. and be-
gan. IN high-pitched. womarish voice:
what in the world" Then he paused.
for ne found she was crying. A little.
middle-sged woman, with a wrinkled
face. and funny elm locks that fell in
q cloud sbou; il. She was standing in
the middle Of The room. with her music
stretched out fstly on the table. and
/ her violin and bow in her hands; stand
Jug. the tears running thickly down her
pale cheeks. without making any at
tempt 20 wipe them away.
The Poet felt even angrier than be-
fore. Women Of that age bad no right
10 cry 50 openly, be thought; IL went
I against al his theories. lie was angry.
TOO. that he bad imagined her 10 be
young
What an abominsble row." be said,
/ ssvaEeiy. And what are you cry in (
about? But il is enough % make any
one cryl~ lie was not far from tears
/ himself with vexation-
She looked up az him wistfully-shs
vas but littie thing-and without any
( apparent surprise al bis presence or alb
rups entrance. -Ah, should not have
played again she sObbed. -after-aft
rr had given 81 up"
Then 1 had guessed srighsi" cried
the Poet. Yesterday 10 was renun
citation. and to-day resignation. Blu
what had you given upg What have
you renounced2 To what are you re
signcd2-
Il Gol's understand you" she said
uncomprehencingiy She laid Der VIC
liz or the table. hanging over i, as
mother does over her child.
} -when you played yesterday--
But I didn't play yesterday" sh
cried. Il wanted to- 50 hadiy- III
storm cried 20 me; the wind cried. an
the sra cried. and heard them all
took rry -VioIn 10 my hand. but coui
te.i uofhiug q what hearid- .. boz
: unhappy / wasl Then drew the boz
: backward and forward across al
Z strings. bat without touching then
: and imagined Il all. / caught the sol
D bling Of the sea-god on the end OF n
bows sent out the cry Of the gulls-"
And the spray OF tie seal" cried III
s Poet
And The eddy and gathering Of tn
J foam
B And the muster Of she wzvesi-
{ -And 1 thought Of how ! might haS
I PLAYED had not something, somethin
E Oeeu wanting. o. cried 10 Coo 10 six
E me the power TO play as-as my so'
1 could play. but for this thing-ihis II
: that cannot
j; The cry Tor the unasainable." Il
Poet whispered 20 himself, but she d
e not bear or heed him.
I Il made q resolution" She dried be
tears briefly a. the recollection OF
B.. God wouid act give me my desire. :
l. ! gave uP my Eenslance OF II, for
4 wanted 10 keep my IDEAL Then. whe
e ] had quite made up my mind. bow
could have played thenl BCtit vou
h not come"
y The triumph said the Poet 7
4. srDiled impereePflbiy 10 himself
y. -8ut TO-DAY II was ali 80 dreary.
wss al over. and there Was nothing Iei
? Apc after had thought how IL WAS q
e over and my East note played. Ithougl
e would again say gooc-by 10 my add
u Ard fetched Il cut ard played goo
&. bx. bat without making a sound. NJ
u I felt not Dit sorry, but ouly strsrl
IL feeling here ahe put her hand on b
- heart. 80 4 PLAYED a real little bit