The Montgomery advertiser., 1901-07-28
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at your house. He will telegraph you. l know that Mrs. Bablo will enjoy her self showing me about. Give my love At the railroad station Bablo met the Maoor and his daughter. Blind with kinoliness the old gentleman seized Bablo's hand. The girls lips trerl- bled. In the carriage Bablo said; Now understand that everything is all right - all arrangements are per fected-but the truth is my wife was this morning called to her mother who was taken suddenly ill., But she vii. pc pack within day or two. I begged Ter to leave the boy, but she wouldn't" :"
 IT she does not return within day or two. father, we must go home" said the girl.
 .I don't see why" replied the hon. est old gentleman. "We have been looking forward to this trip a long time-and. well. we are here now"
 Bablo's house was full of character. It was an individual. The Kentucky girls room looked out upon the lake For hours after arriving she sat at the window, gazing at the fiuted water, dreaming, T will go nowhere with him till his wife returns" she unused. But she did. That night he took her to the theater. She demurred, but the old gentleman urged her. Wont you go. too?" she asked. and he answered: No. I don't care for such foolishness I'd rather stand about and look at the folks. A man that has been in as many battles as have don't care for fellows that strut about pretending to be brave"
 In everything she said she was re- served until the orchestra turned down the familiar pathway of a fayorite opera. and then she forgot herself.
 When you go away all music will be gone.' he said. 2 She spoke as if but half needing his words, The heart is always an opera"
 "A tragedy" he said
 'Yes-a suppressed tragedy" Are you glad that you are living?" he asked. and she looked at him.
 "No!"
 . Were you ever glad?"
 "Yes,"
 Why aren't you glad now?"
 Suppressed tragedy" Then with a start she came home to herself. What was that I said? I was a fool. Of course I am glad to be alive. Every thing Is charming-the sunlight, the moon. But think this play is stupid. That woman doesn't know what love is"
 Do you?"
 q? Why-of course not. But you ought to know. You have a wife,"
 Tt does not follow.'
 Why. MT. Bablo. you mustn't say that"
 q have said it. Sometimes we may carry the fancy of the mind instead of the passion of the soul."
 @k us go. Why should we stay here any longer? The play Is so stupid.'
 But look at the enthusiasm. These people know a good play
 "Oh. no they don't. They - they don't know what they are doing. Come. let us go. please"
 They went out, and on the way home she scarcely spoke to him, and on the following morning she seemed to avoid him. The old gentleman went down to the Board of Trade. Bablo met the girl in the drawing room. Before he could speak she said: Your wife will be back soon. I suppose"
 "Yes. day after tomorrow. had letter from her just now" ! "Oh. am glad. Is her mother bet ter?'' .--A
 "Yes. out of danger. And the little fellow looks forward to the pleasure of seeing you"
 "Oh. won't we have romp togeth- er!"
 q told my wife about you, and she said
 What did she say?"
 Well. hardly know how to express it."
 You know what you told her. don't you?"
 "Yes. of course"
 "Oh, well. then, it is easy enough to tell what she said"
 Tt would seem so."
 Seem so! You and can have no secrets from her"
 "No expressed secrets"
 What do you mean by that? But why should we talk this way?"
 "Wait a minute please" She had turned to go out My wife and have favorite seat beneath the lilacs in Lincoln Park And she says that I must take you out there today. and tell you of our courtship and marriage"
 Did she really make that request?" Honestly she did"
 "Well. she must be as queer as you are"
 Twill you go?"
 q ought not to. but to carry out her wishes I will"
 Hidden by the shrubbery they sat upon a rustic seat. "Viola." he said, softly speaking her name. She looked at him. her cheek lily slowly turning to a rose. You haven't told me of your court ship"
 q will. It was here"
 "Was she sitting where I am?"