The San Francisco call., 1903-12-20
BY eMSklZW
DNDGE
DEJKHAH

world. And they own all lands and
seas and peoples who own nose
printed leaves. Even Miss 5alonO
does not know as much as the books.
Even Miss Saloms cannot say such
curious wonderful things. Why Is
Miss Salome so good to herr In
heaven Will they see each other9 IN
my fathers house are many man
sions." Suppose she should be put In
Miss salome's3 VIII the Arabian
Nights" be theref When she lifts her
eyes from the book they fall on an
immense peacock-feather fan. It
gIows on the wall. and the eyes dilats
and tremble and satisfy her hungry
little soul with the color she loves. On
- small table near her stands a
sandal-wood cabinet Its faint sweet
smell mingles with the spices and
gums OF the tale. and should a Genius
spring from the cover and bow to the
ground before them. she would not
be surprised.
With a Sigh OF pleasure she releases
the princess and outwits the svil
spirit.
"'And now II your Majesty would
care to listen to the story Of the Fish
erman-"
That Is enough" says Miss sa-
lome. Are you tired?" The Child's
eyes answer her.
Then sing to me-"
What shall I sins7" says ne Chnd.
Lord LoveIP7''
"If you like" answers Miss sa-
lone.
The Child rises and stands before
the great chair. Her face Is raised
and serious She knows only ballads,
but to her they are opera and sym
phony IN one. She clasps hsr hands
and begins:
Lord Lowell he Etood Gt his oastIs EAaA
A-combing his milk white stsed
When out came Lady Nancy Bell
To wish her lover rood spO-eS-OsA
To wish her lover good speed.
Her voice rings true as q bou AGlss
Ealome smiles at the eager little face.
y She carries them through fatefuI
verses and unconsciously softsns and
saddens her voice at the wosful end
ing.
Miss saIome applauds vigorsuztI
"once more" she begL
The Child's heart gr0ws BID WIN
happiness. That she should love h 20,
and yet with II pleasure otherBl II 10
too much Joy. She win make . special
does her grandmother. Tor unsxDectsd
bounty.
IT win sing Come Win Thy Eutes'"
she says It IL a quaint, old-fash1onsd
tune. and her voice rises and fans and
reaches for the notes with an almost
pathetic feeling for their beauty.
She looks at the lovely lady La thA
white satin gown In the great gold
frame before her. How beautiful she
must have been! She died when she
was very young. Her husband shot
himself with grief for her. She might
have sung that song to him-whO
knows? The Child chokes and swal-
lows her tears at the end OF the song,
and when she looks at Miss salome she
sees that her eyes, too, are fun OF
tears.
"Oh, I have made you oryi I am
sorry-so sorrYI''
Miss Salome wipes her eyes
''If I make my guests unhappy they
will not care to come again." she says
''Ring for Peter, dear child" so the
gravely In with the beautiful silver
tray and In a hutter OF delight the
child forgets the song and the picture.
Miss Salome cuts the dark frosted
cake and dishes into glass plates the
candied ginger. floating In syrup. and
pours out a cup OF real tea And the
Fairy Princess Is served with q ban
quet worthy Of her dreamA on. 70 be
at last in Miss Salome's mansionl
The clock chimes for half-past nvN.
Heaven IL over. She brushes the
crumbs to q little heap on her gilt
trimmed plate.
"I must go now. think she sAys
with obvious effort Her hostess
smiles.
But you WIN come next week. she
asks. And the Child's face lights up.
"oh. yes. I'll surely come next week.
surely" she replies with emphasis So
she goes around to Miss salome's chair
and the beautiful ringed hand raises
her face and strokes her freckled cheek
'Good-by, my Sunshinel" she says. The
<vtstd ootobas ft,a hand In a rush Of low
ing worship and kisses II
'I viii never be cross b william
searIes again. neverl' she cries 7 Win
be good to everybody-evsn 70 stupid
peopIel" Miss salome pinches her cheek
and laughs.
And the Child goes cut and down tns
steps OF the terrace, rapt. wondering.
lifted to height OF BOve and adniratton
that keeps her little soul 70 its sweet