The Scranton tribune. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1891-1910, 1902-10-27

no other word for 1t, I assure you.
Don't you know the delicious swish
swash of water as 1t falls away from
the keel. or, by Jove the sweep of n
bummer storm through fir trees, or the
try of the night so loud 1t fills creation.
.o low that one must hold ones breath
10 hear 1t? Well, that's Ma" lis Turn
ers voice"
MY dear Reggie, are you cracked?
What do | know of such things?"
"a great deal more than 1T plcases
YOU to acknowledge, Kate, else you
would have turned me from your doors
long ago."
Nonsense! 1t is possible to put up
with your poetic rubbish because-oh, |
suppose because you alone are you,
which Is, 1 believe, a quotation, isn't 1t?
Have some more strawberries?'
"Thanks. Your strawberries are al
ways beyond praise, like yourself.
What Sabbath stiffness is here! And
to think that tomorrow will come with
the fret and the fever, storm and
stress"
Hold hard, Reggie" laughed Charlie
Burton: "a vast amount of fretting
and fcvering falls to your lot, you lazi-
q.
and are real workers. What about
that young horse? Are we to go and
! Ok at nim?'
"i should like your opinion" said
Kate. Il wasn't at all pleased with
him at Ranelash the other day. oh.
kns ,ne judges thought we'll of him"
THAT was probably owing to your
hands and not his feet replied Burl-
ton.
Frankly, 1 think so. but l should be
glad if you would try him one day"
Il will with pleasure. We might
drive him to the station tomorrow
morning. Do you go up to town this
week."
of course she does" put in Reggie.
"What's the programme? Kennel club
convocation. sale of work for dog fam
ciers. birmingham, four-in-hand meet,
etc.: etc."
You are getting quite learned Reg
gle said Kate. and a casual observer
would have detected her change of
manner. Reggie, the idealist, was the
one spoilt member of her acquaintance.
and she treated him with frank affec-
ton, as frankly returned. whereas with
Burton she was cold, perhaps trifle
capricious, and proud to fault.
Are you driving your team?' he
asked, with interest mo? That's
pity, though I shall be glad if it gives
. chance of your honoring me by join
ling my party"
rs your sprained wrist we'll again,
khen?"
1T seems sound enough. And I've
got new leader l should like you to
see. BY the way, my mother wants
you to come to Thornfield somewhere
about the 20th and stay over Goodwood.
We can train in easily, you know.
Reggie's coming, and we've asked Miss
Mavis Turner"
What! You've captured the song
bird!" cried Reggie. But of course"
What was of course he did not say. but,
turning to Kate, he continued: Char
lies lucky peggar; he's been able to
do everything for her. | discovered her
or rather that poor fiddler chap Bates
told me- l found her pretty miserable,
and earning pittance teaching the
young ladies of a suburban school,"
And you played fairy godbrother
a ] got her engagements and put the
days of her misery behind her." said
Kate softly.
Not L. There wasn't much | could
help her to, but l made R. swear to
give her hearing, and then l intro
duced Charlie to her."
Rates hands moved restlessy. Was
that of material benefit" she asked
carelessly.
"Of course. Charles is quite an au-
thority in musical circles, and he soon
got her name known, and now ] believe
he has made love to the great diva her.
self. With what result. Charlie?"
Burton lay back lazily in his chair.
"That Miss Turner is to sing at the big
concert in the dome at Brighton on the
22d. That's why | want you all to
come and meet her at Thorntield. 1t
will encourage her, and We'll go in on
The coach. 1t is a morning perform
ance, so we can easily get back again"
And you admire her very much Mr..
Burton"
"IIcr voice is the most absolutely
perfect thing | ever heard"
"Rcally' / am quite curious to hear
this rara avis
'Ah!' broke in Reggie, mo bird ever
thrilled ones soul as she does. | tell
you that when she sings the spirit in
one which sleeps but never dies is
awakened; it trembles. it gains
strength, it is lifted up and up to the
very throne of the unmaginable, the
unattainable."
Kate leaned forward strangely
moved you are poet, Reggie, and it
is natural for you to tread airy paths.
What do you say to the description, Mr..
Burlton?"
'Fanciful but accurate. Mavis Turn
~ undo" 1tedly ? the knack of sham
ing c.. on the metals of righteousness.
let's so and see that horse"
They strolled away across the lawn
and the discussion was closed, but it
eft Kate with sense of loss. She
contrived to meet Mavis frequently dur
ing the following week, and womanlike
turned the knife in her wound by lis
tening to the constant reteration of
Mr.. Burlton's praises.
"He has taken such trouble, been
more than kind. l can never repay
Inn, never, never"
Kate felt that Charles was likely to
asl, for one repayment, and she hated
and scourged her proud soul for the
paiig of jealousy that overwhelmed her
yWhat was it to her? Had she not al
ways kept Charlie like the rest of her
male friends, at a safe distance, pro-
testing always that friendships We're
better than love, and freedom was best
pr all' And now what was this feeling
gainst which she fought with all her
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