Bisbee daily review., 1903-03-18
FNOFO0AL
 BY PIANO

SyndicateI
 Clarice Vantine sat in the coolest cor
 ger of the hotel piazza idly strummine
 upon her guitar. The light from the
 parlor window fell at her feet. a broad
 band of yellow streaking the soft gloom of the vine hung corner. Some Dne was picking out popular songs with one finger. but presently the h. bored playing ceased, and Clarice gave a sigh of relief.
 Her aunt, Mrs. Harvan. sighed also In deep satisfaction. not. however. over the departure of the pianist. because she had been deaf to music and all other sounds these ten comfortable 1 years. Her contentment was due to | the fact that she had steered Ciarice through an entire summer at Ocean | View without once having permitted ? tete-a-tete with Carleton Jason. thOugi he had not missed single Sunday since their arrival.
 ! There was no particular reason why 1 Mrs. Haryan should discriminate l against Carl save that he had found | favor in Clarice's eyes and Mrs. liar van wanted her pretty niece to herself. She loved her. but with love that was completely selfish, though never | lacking in generosity. Clarice was 1 shOwered with all the good things of | life save that which she now wanted most of all-lOve.
 Carl Jason had made this final trip to the shore expressly to lay his heart and his comfortable little fortune at the feet Of Clarice-that is. provided Mrs. Harvan would kindly get out of his way long enough Prowiing round the porch this very moment. he real ized that he should have sailed for EC- rope a week since and that on the fol- lowing Saturday he must start wheth- CT his love story moved on another chapter or not. Worst oG all. this was Clarice's last night at the hotel. On the morrow she and Mrs. Harvan would return to their home in an in- land city. vhither Carl could not fol- low them and still make his sailing date on Sat Trday. Carl was thinking wrathfully of this twentieth century bondage wheIf his eye caught the gleam of Clarice's guitar. He started to his feet; then with we'll assumed noncha. lance. Strolled Into the parlGr
 When Clarice- heard the twiTI of the piano stool, she made q tiny moue pre- pared to bt bored again by some in- competent musician. She preferred si- fence and her thoughts of Carl.
 But she drew a breath of happy re- lief when she recognized the touch. No one but Carl played just like that, and now he was putting his very soul into postTs "Goodby." She did not lean forward lest she should thus at tract Der aunt's attention. but on the last refrain her guitar was keeping perfect harmony to the passionate rise and fall of the piano music.
 A moments pause and then Clamce smiled merriiy. for there foated out from the parlor the strains of a popu- lar song. "Ain't It Shame" The guitar promptly answered. -I'ze Wait ed. HOney-Waited Bong For You Back from the piano, rang Il Thought Heard Somebody Calling Me" And she smiled again as q moment lster the music changed to Take Your Clothes aSl GO." for she realized that this musical hint was not for her.
 Carl waited q moment for her com ment, which came tinkling in the re- frain of You're All Right. but You Cant Ring In" to be answered by "L Don't Want to Play In Your Yard and Wont You Come Out and Piay?" from the piano.
 Clarice glanced at her aunt ''In the Sweet By and By" she played. and ca ger response came in -Gh, Promise Me- and that his meaning might be perfectly clear Carl ran in few famil- far bars from the 'Lohengrin" wedding march. 4 vivid blush mounted to the. girls forehead, and she glanced nerv- ously at her aunt. Surely such q keen. eyed chaperon must mark her einbar- rassment For a moment the guitas lay untouched. Clarice was bordering the question. and not until the first few strains of Answer" fioaked oUt upon the night did she again pick up her instrument. Bat her decision had now been reached. and right braveIy she played I'll Be, Your Honeysuc6ie; You Be the Bee"
 A mighty crash emanated from the piano. followed by the lively chorus Of I'm the Luckiest Coon In TowD..' a seconds pause, then. with martial swing. Hold the Fort. For Am Com ing.'
 When Carl stepped out on the piazza. Mrs. Harvan regarded him with an un- favorable eye. When he beEst over Clariee's hand. she frowned. But this mild disapprovsl changed to vehement gestures when he caught up the mouth piece of the flexible ear trumpet the el- der woman carried
 "I have asked Clarice to marry me Mrs. Harvan." he explained. and she says yes. l must go abroad on Sstur- day next, and I'd like to take her with me. We can be married as you pass through. New York tomorrow. sail asI planned on Saturday and buy that rousseau in Paris. l know you don't want to be separated from Clarice and don't blame you; so won't you come with us?'
 "When did you ask her?" demands