The Farmington times and herald. (Farmington, St. Francois Co., Mo.) 1902-1905, 1903-01-08
said Kate Marcy, rather surprised
and not exactly pleased.
She was a tall, beautiful maiden,

She was a tall, beautiful maiden
the belle of C, and rather al
heiress in her own right. Sh,
liked Charles Emery and she rath
er surmised that he liked her
And when she had been studying
up her toilet for the opera. she had
selected blue Dress, with blue
flowers for her hair and ornaments
of turquoise, because she had once
heard Mr., Emery say that blue
was his favorite color.
Going with some one elsel"
she repeated. well, he has a
right to suit himself"
And she kept within her own
soul 1.-THE jealousy that disturbed
her all the while she was sitting
waiting for the great green curtain
to be drawn up, until. of a sudden,
there was slight hustle on tie
seats beyond, and Emery entered
with his mother.
Then Hates overgloomed face
grew bright again. She drew a
long breath of relief and turned to
the stage; it was as if the myriad
gaslights hnd all of sudden been
turned up, as il all the mimic world
in the opera house had grown ra.
dient.
Never was a voice sweeter TO her
ears than the aomewhat thin and
exhausted warble OF the prime
donna; never did scenery glow with
such natural tints or footlights
shine more softly. Kate Marcy
declared that the opera was per
fection !"
Yes; but" said pert little Nina
Cummings, do look at Charley
Emery with that little old woman!
Why couldn't he have come and
sat with us2"
Kate said nothing. In the crowd
now surging out of the aisles of the
little opera house she could scarce.
ly venture to express her entire
opinion. but she said in low,
earnest Tone
/ don't know what You think
of L, Nina; but |, for my part,
respect Mr.. Emery a thousand
times more for the kindness to his
mother"
And, almost at the same second,
she found herself looking directly
into Charley's eyes.
For moment only. The crowd
separated them almost ere they
could recognize one another, but
Kate ielt sure-and her cheeks
glOwed scarlet-that he heard her
words.
Charley" said little Mrs.
Emery. looking into her sons face
as they emerged into the veil of
softly falling snow which seemed to
enwrap the whole outer world in a
dim. dazzling mystery, who was
that girl with the large blue eyes
and the sweet face wrapped in a
white, fleecy sort of hood--the one
who said she respected you''
1t was Kate Marcy, mother"
She has the face of an angel" "
said Mrs. Emery. softly,
The next day Charlep went bold
ly to the old Marcy homestead,
whose red brick gables, sheeted
with ivy, rose up out of the leafess
elms and beeches, just beyond the
noise and stir of the busy village,
Miss Marcy" he said. II heard
what you said last night
1t was not meant for your ears.
Mr.. Emery" said Kate, coloring
a soft rosy pink.
But he pursued, looking her
full in the face, Il cannot be salts
fed with thnt, Miss Marcy, I want
warmer feeling. If you could
teach yourself to love me-
The dimples came around Kate
Marcy's red lips wreathing her
smile in wondrous beauty.
Mr.. Emery" SHE said, Il do
love you. | have loved you for q
long time"
And Charley went home envying
neither king nor prince.
But | never should have loved
you so dearly his young wife told
him afterward, if you hadn't been
so kind to that little mother of
yours. In my eyes vou never look
ed so handsome as when you stood
bending over her gray head in the
crowded hall OF the opera house
that night. Our Dumb Animals.