The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1900-08-01


1t was midnight, II hours since Eva
I had charmed away the shadow of
death from the village home. and she
was holding a great assembly hushed
and spellbound, while her voice, no
longer softened and suhdued, rang
with all its glorious power through the
large opera hall which she had lately
added to her castle.
1t was the moment of her browning
triumph, the moment when Desdemo-
ma. realizing to the full her danger and
the infiexible purpose of Othello, trans
formed by jealousy into a murderer,
ceases TO plead for her life and instead
! proudly and passionately declares her
! innocence
Count Devas, the Italian singer who
| had already Won universal applause
/ for his wonderful rendering of 0thello,
| faced her, the madness of rage that
was consuming him portrayed wildly
In every feature of his face, in every
movement of his tense, nervous fingers.
There was silence, intense, dead ST
| lence, for an instant as Evas last note
died away, and then as she covered
her eyes with her hands. the count,
with one swift step, was at her side,
| pressing with ruthless hands the cush-
! ion on her upturned face, and the cur
tain began slowly to descend on the
| death scene
An electric thrill ran through the au-
| dience, the horror and despair of the
| tragedy before them seemed suddenly
real ana tangible. the scream, stran
gled In its birth, that came from the
| beautiful singer seemed an appeal TO
them for help, aud then an amazing
| thing occurred
In the excitement OF the scene no one
had noticed the sudden arrival In the
hall of Dir. liarrOwdcn, who, pale and
| GREATNESS stood watching the descent
of the curtain, until, apparently over
powered by impulse, he ran up the hall,
leaped up 10 the stage and, springing
across the footlghts. threw himself
upon the count.
In the desperate struggle that ensued,
momentary as 1t was, before the para
| ly2ed onlookera rushed TO separate the
combatants, no one noticed that Eva
herself had not moved and lay still
under the cushions
There WAS the flash of knife, an
exclamation from Dr. HarroWden, and
then, us he dropped. stabbed In the
shoulder, Il dozen hands We're Oh the
count, and, though he fought with the
limitless strength of mailman, he
was oyerpowered ut last by numbers
and carried off the stage bound and
helpless
DR.. HarroWden, whose faintness WAS
only temporary, had risen already and,
dlsregarding the help offered him. hur-
ried to the couch aud raised the
cushions.
Eva lay there inseHslbe, with the
marks on her white neck where the
counts fingers had gone near to suffo-
eating her
DR. Hurrowden bent and laid his eur
10 her lips and heart,
"She Is not dead" he said briefly.
Garry her to her room. | Will attend
To her"
Wondering EXPLANATIONS broke out
on ali sides. What had happened2 Had
the count really attempted EVa's lifef
How had the doctor been aware of her
danger? and II thousand other ques-
tious and suIInlses. Later, when Eva,
very weak and III, had recovered con
sciousness, She told the story of the
counts strange, Wild love for her, an
infatuati lion which had seized him when
they first met IN the opera house at
Milan, of her inability to shake off the
influence which he exercised over her
In spite of her dread and dislike OF him,
| Of his appearance at the castle when
she was arranging the cast Of "Othel-
To-" and imperious demand to be al
lowed to remain there and to play the
title role.
How can | ever THINK you enoughF'
she said to DR.. IIarrowdcn when, after
many days Of suffering from the
counts stiletto wound he came, at
her request 10 see her. 1T was u mira
Gle that you should have saved me as
you did A moment longer, and II
would have been too late. How did
you guess that his acting was reality
'The thanks are due really to your
SELF" he said gently. Your Kindness
IN singing to that poor little child was
the cause Of your preservation. ! went
to see her that evening aud found her
Just awakened from a strange dream
OF you, which had left the impression
on her mind that you were in danger
The beautiful lady with the angels
voice she called you. She would not
be comforted until promised To 20 up
to the castle and assure myself that no
harm threatened you Her persistence
gave me II touch Of anxiety, aud 1t
came TO me with a sort Of intuition rs
| watched the count that he was mud.
felt sure he meant mischief. 1t seems
almost as If the child had second sight;
but these condolences do occur some
| times"
"And still" said Eva. at Is to you |
owe my life You riskcd yours for
mine. Oh tell me how to thank your
81 dare ask nothing" lie said, ''since
| dare not ask too much"
And they were both silent.
But ia their silence hope and a
promise hay And there are some who
say that the most beautiful singer Of
the day will exercise the prerogatiye
| that her pre- emuence gives TO her and
VIII make Il Romantic marriage entire
| ~ for her Penny Pictorial Magazine
The Way HumoriAts DO.
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hen who laid five eggs in one day"
"Well, maybe ahe vas getting ahead
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