Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1900-06-17


wisely.
She read the Times to Wilfred, that
Is, SKINNED it, picking out the salient
points of interest, social. political. and
general, chatting a little between
whites on what she read; and before
his attention could be overtaxed or
even strained she quietly went to the
piano, and in a minute ner fine touch,
at once delicate and powerful, filed the
room with the rich, organ-like tones
for which our English Broadwood
grands still remain u~nrivalled by for
eign and American makers. Then she
added her own rich, cultivated con-
tralto, with n or two Of those ex-
quisite, curiously simple little German
lieder that are so like the simple Ger
man character; a class of music which
of its kind has no rival-so sweet. SO
pathetic. so child-like, whether it be
vocal or instrumental.
Wilfred lay in a sort of dream. lis
tening to that low, mellow voice, and
only when the singer paused begged
eagerly for more of such Paradise"
But at length Clare shut the piano
with a smile and came back to the
couch. She must not excite that high
ly strung musical temperament in its
present weakened state.
I'VE must not have too much of even
a good thing" she said. "Ah! here,
too, are your brother and sister," as
the door opened and the couple came
in.
For a peep at old WILL" Bernard
said, adding merrily, And is he obedi-
ent, Mrs. Secretary"
"Oh, very. We are getting on ia
mously, l think"
Lady Flora asked if her own rooms
were all she wished, was the maid at
t%entive, ETC., to which Glare answered
an affirmative. Neither visitor stayed
long, lest they should tire the dear
patient, who, as DR.. Faber had said.
was only just out of the wood, and that
only with care, as yet.
To-day, of course, the routine of
meals prescribed by the inexorable doc
tor was resumed, and consequently
dinner was early-that is, at two.
When James came to clear away Mrs.
Savile told him to carry out tea about
five to the rustic table under the trees
at the end of the lawn.
Very well, ma'am," and James re-
tired, whilst Clare quietly stepped out
side the window to take a survey, that
she might know where to wheel the
garden chair off the sweep of terrace
she saw at once. The terrace was wide.
almost four feet in elevation above the
grounds below, to which, at intervals,
flights of shallow steps descended. One
of these, just to the right of the salon
windows, had been covered by a broad
platform of wood sloping gently away
to the garden, and guarded by low
ratings. This was the ~carriageway
prepared for the wheeled chair, and
up and down the very gradual slope it
would be perfectly easy for her to take
the light carriage. She came back to
Erleston.
Tell me whenever you feel inclined
to go for a drive, and we will start"
Wilfred turned his face quickly to
her.
"At once then, but you must not
dream Of Ring for Clifford to push
the chair, not you"
Eyes, please, just me-" said Clare,
laying that firm, beautiful hand of
hers on his shoulder, half coaxing, half
imperative. "The carriage is Is easy
as possible to drive, and you are a
light weight for a man"
mo, no, l won't hear of it. L"
"Pouf! NONSENSE! Come, l will prom
Use you that if l find it too hard work
l will send for Clifford. ! may be very
slight-made, but l am very muscular.
Indeed, Mr.. Erleston, 1t won't hurt me,
and it will be a real pleasure and we
shall also have absolute freedom to
go out and in at a moments notice
than if we have to wait ever to sum-
mon Clifford every time. l will wheel
the carriage outside this window"
"Ah! a wilful woman maun haze be
way" Wilfred said, with. a ~half-laugh
as she moved away. But mind your
promise, madam"
Honor bright" said she.