Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1900-07-15

ing to Wilfred, about whom several
people had gathered, Mrs. Savile being
now Just behind, with a hand on the
handle of the chair.
Il daresay 1t WILL, Wilfred languid-
| ly answered. at is clever and will,
I hope, prove as successful as you can
wish"
Are you going in for public enter
tainments, Mrs Dexter?" asked Major
Thorne, close by.
"Oh, well, sir, don't know as / can.
| 1t wants money for that, sir; and it's
safer to walk well before one runs,
guess. sir"
i oh, yes" said he, amused, sit is
certainly the safer course, only moth
ing venture nothing have"
That's So sir. And / have made
venture in coming to London, so l
guess I'd better win the first trick
square before pay for second, else
I'll get euchred.
Thorne laughed and turned away to
listen to song which Miss Granger
was now beginning at Lady Floras
| request, Sir Maurice being at her
side to turn the music. Justine had
full, sweet soprano, and it had been
well taught. She was, in truth, a very
good amateur musician and even fasti-
dious, critical Wilfred listened with
pleasure, and cordially joined in the
applause she received so uuaffectedly.
You have, too, so much improved
in every way, Miss Granger" he said,
since last had the pleasure Of hear
ing you"
DO you really think so?" asked
Justine much pleased. Il am so glad
for praise from you is such a compli-
ment. But, oh! dear me, l wish l had
such voice as yours is, Mrs. Savile."
"Mine?" repeated Glare, in amused
surprise. How do you know l sing
at all? You never heard me-"
ooh, but have, though. The house
| keeper was showing me queer old
room upstairs, facing west, the other
day, and we heard a rich, round con-
tralto singing from below. l asked
eagerly who was that. and she said it
was Mrs. Savile. 1t was a treat for
me-" added the girl, and l do hope
you will sing tonight Please send
her to the piano, Mr.. Erleston." as
Clare smiling, shook her head.
Go and ask my sister, Miss Grain
ger" said Wilfred. Mrs. Savile has
no music with her, but she knows lot
of things by heart, can tell YOU"
But just then Flora came up quick
ly.
my dear Mrs. Savile, you play and
sing at sight l know. Do be good ma
tured and play a too-difficult accom-
paniment for Mr. Hamilton" Zone of
the guests from the neighborhood).
81 shall be so much obliged"
with pleasure, Lady Flora"
And after that, Lady Flora, do
make her sing" exclaimed Justine,
eagerly.
Very we'll, my dear. do not mean
you to escape musical contribution,
believe me, Mrs Savile," said the little
lady as they went to the piano, where
Mr.. Hamilton was standing.
This gentleman had rather hard
basso, and essayed music beyond him,
and Clare had several times to help
him cut soto voce, now in the notes,
now In the matter of tune; but she
got him safe "in at the DEATH" which
was something. She was thankful it
was over, for Wilfreds sake. She
glanced across to him as a few con-
ventional plaudits greeted Mr.. Hamil
tons performance, and saw that DR..
taber was beside him, with Justine
and Miss Heath chatting with him,
whilst Mrs. Dexter was seated at lit
tie distance.
Now, please do sing, dear begged
Flo, as Clare was about to move away
"The doctor is looking after Will"
II think he is getting tired, though,
Lady Flora"
mot too tired, l am sure, to hear
one song from you Sit down."
Clare could scarcely still refuse At
the first notes of her rich, velvet voice
the buzz of tongues quieted into rapt
silence, unbroken till the last soft tones
died away. Then there was an out
burst of delighted applause, and sever
al people crowding round as she rose
begged for more.
you must excuse me tonight" she
said to all the entreaties, and went
back to the group about Erleston.
He looked UP and said, softly:
Thank you," little dreaming that
those two simple words from him were
more to the woman than the applause
of thousands. But before she could
answer Mrs. Dexter rustled up, superb
ly oppressive and ELUSIVE.
MY dear Mrs. Savile, what a very
beautiful voice you have. 1t is real
exquisite. Now isn't it so, Mr.. Erles-
TONI"
Wilfred WINGED inwardly at the
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