The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1900-11-16
Saved by Her Voice.
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- + was springtime and MONDAY in
England. and the soft breath of the
- year seemed laden with fragrant
promises of bloom and color, while over
the woods was stealing a fairylike man.
tie Of green.
On such day, and in such a scene as
this. Eyangeline Rohan felt as though
the world should hold nothing of strife
or pain or ugliness; indeed, the particu-
lar world in which she moved and
breathed and had her being held little
but the surface knowledge that such
things existed for fate had favored
Evangeline, and not content with be-
slowing on her beauty of person and
mind, had lowered her with the great
gift of song in its divine perfection.
Now she sauntered down the wind
ing pathway that led from her castle
terrace to cOpse beneath.
\ man followed her with hestating
steps. as though he feared repulse if
he presented himself too suddenly, took
courage to approach when the trees
yelled them from the castle windows,
and, though she made him welcome by
neither word nor sign. walked at her
side until the whim seized her TO seat
herself on a bank and search for the
desultory flowers that were beginning
to peep here aud there.
1t was at this moment that a visitor
who had driven up to the castle in Il
dogcart descended and asked for Mile.
Rohan.
Il am afraid she is unable to see any
one this morning" said the butler; she
is resting for tonight.
Dr. Harrowden knit his brows in per-
plexity. He remembered that the sing
er had generously offered to throw open
her castle to the public on that night
and to give the first entertainment in
her new theater for the benefit Of a
fund for wounded soldiers.
Al the country were clamoring for
tickets. Fabulous prices had been paid
even for standing room, and report said
the diva, having spared no pains nor ex-
pense to make the occasion a success,
was about to eclipse herself in a new
part, specially written and composed
for her. in an operate adaptation of
"OthellO."
. The matter is a very urgent one,
= said DR.. HarrOwden, after a pause. Il
have a request to make of Mile. Rohan
that can only be made personally. II
you will risk her displeasure and allow
me to make my way to her l will take
, all the blame. l may say it is a ques
tf,,, oil oF Iffo ovI
The man, who knew DR. Harrowden
as one whose reputation, even in vii
lage practice, gave weight to his words
yielded, and, telling him that made
; moiselle had taken the path toward the
: copse. led him through the conserva
tory and directed him to the shortest
way.
He came so suddenly upon the little
clearing where Evangeline was tina
, neither she nor her companion per
: ccived him. She was standing up. &
singular look on her beautiful face
, which was bereft Of It's usual color. anl
, both her hands were outstretched be
, fore her as though to ward off some
5 thing that she dreaded, and that ye
: fascinated her.
His face, a dark-eyed, brown-skinnet
one. with something in its southern in
tensity that married its handsomeness
must have worn Il threatening expires
/ sion. for she recoiled with a little CT!
: of alarm. and turning. saw DIR. Har
l rowden as he stepped toward her.
3 "Ah, doctor she said, little shaker
still. but smiling, lit is a long time sine
have seen YOU, which speaks well 70
my health, though not for my hospi
tality. But you are coming tonight,
hope?"
"You have asked me TO the castl
most kindly" he answered quietly, ''hU