New-York tribune., 1900-07-08

Gay 1 spoke. And nobody knows what poor
thing Is going to do or where she belongs"
She stopped breathess. 1 hesitating about
accosting the musician. whose manner did not in
Vlte advances, and yet not liking to refuse, when
Molly touched my arm.
loud be OF any use, Miss Brown? l know
neIe d @ @HIngariian' we were nearly year in Buda-
OF course. you polyglot child if you do not mind
I Drt WI! II not De haTd FOR you, my dear?" with
Not If I can do any good. and she might like
girl better than Monsieur Kalocza, he looks so
l had no doubt she would prefer it, so I saw the
captain, VINO gladly gave US permission to look up
the poor, uesolaJe creature, and We went down to
the corner Of the deck where she sat crouched on
self to and fro with faint ptifuI means Molly
laid her hand on the womaus shoulder and began
realize that the words She be3 ] ~ 1i s6tt 70
been dlnned into her ears the whole morning, she
uncovered her face. and looked at US dehantIy ike
animal bay
She was Of me type that grief dignihes in
stead of dishsurtng. Evidently girl, her
face had grown gaunt and old with suffering but
not shapeIess ana swollen, as fatrer, softer faces
DO and the great eyes had a tragic IRE in them.
BY degrees, as Molly spoke, the fire went out and
slow tears rolled down her cheeks, and finally she
buried her head in her arms ana broke out into
passionate sobbIng and lamentation. Molly waited
mead, and began TO talk eagerly and more coher-
entity though Of course it was all tncomprehensble
can you understand her?" I whispered TO Molly.
Yes pretty Well Her name is Chosky Ci1seia
as they say it, Christian name last They had
saved little money in America and were going
nome TO Hungary, where her mother is living. SO
she is not alone in the world in absolute want.
i ak
COOK for something for her; she says she will try
less And when [ came back with some hot so1n
the poor woman was kissing Moly's hand and cry-
had promised 10 come again the 6exT da d Ter she
afraid" '0D my poOF 'fii'd' am
oh, no." she answered Il was glad to go II
seemed seemed 10 comfort her little; I could sympathize
you see Miss Brown, you must have thought
lever lever t9Iu you why | wear this touching her
BERTHE because Annie my sister-in-iaw could talk T
OF nothing else at first She meant to be kind buf
crying me- A9d Il h9n 5ancx xhen s4s fR0 Bss a nyge s
Poor ftf1a @ oSSGh SS 20 nope was getting it
"fplq 9ds rather TdT, tell you if you don't mind
these days when SO maHV 6earfs rs enough IN
80 many homes are empty She was engaged to
heF cousin; Herbert Brandon, lieutenant In the
tn; b1G;di4e Killed in action at spion Kop; one Of the
Boer bullets MoIy vgo soTns IN myes cut short by
going BACK GF2eT9d ge9 to II the front and MIN on
@ @berqe mad started in such spirits she said Almost
- las as WORDS were laughing direction Dick
GH ana nv, " WeoGIhS, @ Inc brave voice broke this
-. You are going to his people now2' asked. in
yes, Yes, Dick thought the change would do me
i1 Zoo. NY aunt and cousin, Berties mother and
canoc o1 TnnIHg Ing IN bouogne- That is why
1oa am a9 giad 1o for otherwise might not have known
vo,, WeL Ell nov, l am going to be very stern with
SOU y0g ana tuck you up on your shelf and send you
20 nave my largest hot-water bottle at your feet
,-Ir rose from my lowly seat on steamer trunk.
nY m1plng n my eyes and Molly put her around
p2rhank you so very, very muchr'
6I 8gt Knew IL was not for the hot-water bottle
Inc next morning she had a binding headache
and would not let her stir but undertook to ex,
language of sg8 RsIlese re m trusting to luck and the
6lSela 6 looking much better, and holding baby
won woEnfen-whose f. speech, being compound Of Dutch
oI eTerlnan was not quite Greek TO me-that the
s1TGH yr41Ta
fancy to this six-weeks baby and would hardly
stond Dutch mother who san Ioong Fn On OF wis ltS
Of COW who sees her offspring in the embrace
{ s9{Lea@lng ing scrap OF humanity proved better con-
soier than either Aellys sympathy or the generous
ing the largest subscriber The woman was
F2iry b & grafeII @ Tor all that was done to help her,
baby. The husband was buried at night. no
one knew when until after it was over.
8 3y NV the 3ea captains & fssra9 9rdeGs @ and decidedly
present and burial at sea is a sight to sadden
Now that the ice was broken we often talked of
BeTte and 1t seemed to do the girl good TO tell
who, when they were children. had romped with
them all like another boy-and OF his popularity at
got his little cousin into scrapes and begged her
than on the later years whose happiness made too
It was unusually mild. calm trip for the sea-
son and spent long afternoons on deck Molly
sometimes reading aloud to me We had very
much the same taste in novels, which was another
bond between US. We were talking The
First Violin when haIocZa passed US pacing up
and down in his solitary way.
He would do for Eugen Courvoisier.' said
Molly. He has just the right mourufuL arts-
tocrauc look; he must have had a sOrrowfui story
in his life Do you know, think music is a very
melancholy sort OF art. All the most beautiful
music is sad, and musical people-the few I have
known, at Ieast-are not happy Berries sister
Nina for instance She had great talent every one
said, and she wanted TO go to Vienna L study.
Aunt Jane opposed to IT. she has oId-fash-
ioned ideas about girls staying at home but Bertfe