The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1902-01-23

one iHdue Il DIS IilStd iHey dIc
good. l enjoyed them before
brought them up. In fact it taxed
my honesty to part with them"
"Nonsense," she laughed. They
are only in the rough"
Have you any finished work on
hand? | should like to see it if you
have. OF course | see the papers,
but it is not like seeing the original
'Why, yes" Elanor was a little
dashed by his ease, but she arose
to the occasion and pointed out a
slim package on the table.
They will be submitted to-mor-
row."
The violinist drew chair to the
table and sat down without further
parley
"Thanl you so much" he said,
earnestly, as he opened the wrap
pings.
Elanor turned on the light and sat
down in the big chair opposite. There
really seemed nothing else for her
to do.
While he pored over the drawings
|
| ly, she stole furtive glances at his
bent head. He was not good-loolling;
the features were too firm and clear
cut, the eyes too eager; but she
liked his face.
He started up at last and stood
with his back to the fire looking
| down at her.
81 wonder" he said, slowly, ''if you
realize what it is to be crowned with
talent like that. l intend to come
in often and make you understand
that you are wonderfully-gifted
woman. May II"
81 will be glad to have you GOMEZ
she answered with grave courtesy,
but | prefer criticisms to compli-
ments. They are more helpful"
Nonsense" he responded, prompt
| ly, you will get criticisms enough
from the outside. What one wants
from ones friends is something to
! keep the heart in its right place.
Don't you believe that? Don't you
believe if you were down on your
luck it would help you more for me
to come in with lot of tea-cakes and
roses and help you fix up dainty
tea-table while | assured YOU that
you were a genius and bound to win
out than if | were to come in with
/ rule and a pencil and an austere
! look and prove to you that you had
failed to carry out your idea in some
( trivial detail?"
Perhaps" she admitted. Then,
with a sudden determination not to
leave all the nerve on his side: "But
| know Of something else that would
help me even more than tea-cakes
| and roses"
"What is that?"
"To have you come in with your
violin and play some of those deli.
! cious solos that make one forged
I that anything mean or trivial evel
existed; that keeps telling one over
and over that life is grandly sweet
after all, even though it is sad at
heart"
The young fellow flushed furiously
and faced around quickly toward the
! fire.
Il beg your pardon"-she began.
"Oh it is all right" he interrupted
hurriedIy. "Only," with a shy laugh,
"only I'm in the hardware business
/ and never play before people"
There was a short silence before hc
faced around again with the first hint
of hesitation he had shown since en-
! tering the room.
"If I come in and play for you. viii
You show me your drawings?'
yes" she agreed, and added:
"With pleasure"
THANK YOU" He held out h:
hand and Elanor put hers into it
without moments hesitation.
It was what one might have OK
pected. Given two lonely YOU O
people with cong NAL tastes a"I
! spring coming on, it could not " j
help but happen. Both had had so-ee
| premonition of it from the first And
! the violin was no better than a BID
! for keeping secrets. The trembl.n ?
| piadness that had futtered through
| its sweetness ever since that first
| meeting, burst one April evening into
full throated song, then ceased ab-
| ruptly. Elanor felt the blood leaving
her lips when she heard his step il
| the hall.
Don't turn up the light" he
| begged as he closed the door and
came toward her. 81 want TO talk
TO you"
Yet after he had shaken hands and
sat down near her, he left EIanor to
anathematze the dumb spirit that
| possessed her, in silence.
DO you know something" he be-
| gan at last. 81 don't believe YOU
| know my name, and know only you
initials In my thoughts you are al
ways Ev."
The cartoonist recovered power of
! speech with a nervous laugh.
THAT is easily remedied. My name
| is Elanor Nalcomb."
Elanor Valcomb! Not the niece
| of that old Miss Elanor Euba, Oh.
Lord! And | have sworn that