The Honolulu republican. [volume] (Honolulu, T.H.) 1900-1902, 1900-09-07
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: THE MADNESS OF LOVE. j;
How . Physscian Saved Lsfs In
An Urprofesxionkl Way.
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Il was sprinxt,ne and noonday. and
the sofs breath OF the year seemed Is
/ den WITH fragrant promises Of bloom
and color. while over the woods was
stealing rairyHke mantle OF green
On such a day and In such s scene
as this Evanxeline Rohan felt as
though the world should hold nothing
of strife or pain or ugisness; indeed.
the particular world IN which she
moved and breathed and had her being
held little but the surface knowiedge
that such things existed. for fate had
favored Evangeline and. not content
with bestowing ON her beauty Of per
son and mind. had lowered her with
the great gif, Of song In its divine per
fiction
Now she sauntered down the wind
ing pathway that led from her castle
terrace to the copse beneath.
man. following her with hesitating
steps, as though he feared repulse if
he presented himself too suddenly, took
courage to approach when the tseeS
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 10 seat
herself on a bank and search for the
desultory flowers that were beginning
to peep here and there.
1t was at this moment that visitor
who had driven up to the castle in Il
dogcart descended and asked for Mile.
Rohan.
I 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 OF that
night and TO give the first entertain
ment In her new theater for the benefit
OF a fund for wounded soldiers.
All the country were ciamoring fo-
tickets. Fabulous prices had been paid
even for standing room, and report
s<iAd li1O Wv q, nav DN
or expense to make the occasion
success, was about to eclipse herself in
new part, specially written and com
posed for her. in an operate adaptation
Of "Othello.''
''The matter is very urgent one"
said DR.. Harrowden. after a pause 81
have request to make of Mile. Rohan
that can only be made personally. If
you will risk her displeasure and allow
me to make my way to her. viii take
al the blame. l may say I, Is a Ques-
ton almost OF life and Death
The man. who knew DR.. Harrcwden
as one whose reputation, even In q vii
lage practice, gave weight to his words.
yielded and, telling him that mademoi-
selle 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 that
neither she nor her companion perceiv-
ed him. She was standing up. sim
gular look on her beautiful face, which
was bereft of its usual color, and both
her hands were stretched out before
her as though to ward off something.
that she dreaded and that yet fasci-
mated her
His face, dark eyed, brown skinned
one, with something in its southern in
tensity that marred its handsomeness,
must have worn a threatening expires
sion. for she recoiled with little cry
Of alarm and. turning. saw DR.. Har-
rowden as he stepped toward her
"Ah, DOCTOR" she said, little shak-
en- still, but smiling. ut Is long time
since l have seen you, which speaks
well for my health. though not for my
hospitality. But you are coming to-
night, hopey
You have asked me to the castle
most kindly" he answered quietly,
but am busy man, as you know,
mademoiselle. and have to deny myself
many pleasures. / have ventured to
intrude on you, for which you must
please lay the blame solely on me, be-
cause have little patient down there
In the village whose recovery seems to
depend entirely on you"
ION mev'
MY patient is little child who has
been at deaths door through fever and
whose one desire, night and day. has
been to hear you sing We thought it
q delirious fancy that would pass. but
1t seems that. had she been well. she
was to have come up to the castle one
day when you sang to the villagers
and that she lost her chance through
this Illness. She raves and weeps al
ternately and viii not sleep. begging
always to be taken to you so that she
might ask you to sing one little song to
her"
Where Is she? Take me to her, doc
tor. and win sing to her at once
Hak an hour later. with all her soul
In her exquisite voice. she was stand
ing In the cottage singing song of
Life and lore to the bewildered viliay-
ers. while the sick child. propped up
BY pillows to hear the desire Of her
heart. cried out thar il was an angel
Who had come In answer to her pray
ers.
It was midnight, II hours since Eva
had charmed away the shadow Of
death from the village home, and she
was holding 4 great assembly tfushed
and spellbound. while her voice, no
longer softened and scbdued. fang
with all its glorious power through he