The Hope pioneer. [volume] (Hope, N.D.) 1882-1964, 1903-04-30

Al RS. DEAN came over to the Holi
M wells with a very worried ex
preston. All Cranberry Cove con
suited Helen Holiwell when in diff
Guilty.
She found Helen and her father or
the piazza, Mr.. Holiwell watching
through a telescope the drawing o.
The seine in the channel by Seal is
band. He was very glad to see Mrs
Dean and at once, entered for hel
benefit, into an elaborate explanation
of SEEMING in general and this sein'
ing in particular, while Mrs. Dear
tidgeted politely, until Helen coulC
break through the peacefully over
whelming torrent of her fathers con
v%ersation and carry her off to he1
own room.
"What do you think Mr.. Dean has
done now?" exclaimed Mrs. Dean as
soon as they were alone. He writes
that he has invited Mademoiselle Co.
lette Platon, a professional pianist.
TO spend a month here!"
"What!" cried Helen.
s'''She has been ill and is very poor
oh, my dear! this is what comes
of a father-in-law given to having
proteges-the last one was an italian
peanut vender, and he stole the
spoons! Of course I know it is his
house, and he has a right to ask
whom he chooses, and if he were on
ly to be here by himself-but he and
Charles don't come for two weeks or
more, and this creature arrives on
the moo boat tomorrow. What
shall I do with her.? She is sure to
be impossible. Of Polish extraction,
he. says, whatever that means-but
her mother was French"
Perhaps it won't be SO bad, Eu-
nice, DEAR" said Helen sympathet-
ically; you will enjoy her playing.'
II don't believe she can really play
said Mrs. Dean %viciously, and then
laughed at herself. IF only Harry
doesn't fall in love with her!" she
sighed.
Helen thought to herself that it
was highly probable Harry would, he
being a susceptible sophomore, and
quite within possibilities that Ma
demoiselle Colette might fall in love
with him, ashe was very good-looking
and an extremely nice boy.
The next afternoon brought Eu-
nice again, this time almost in tears.
"Oh, Helen, it is worse even than
expected! I was prepared for a good
deal, but such clothes and such hair!
She kissed me, when she first saw me,
right on the dock, and Rugged the
children. And she hadn't been in the
house two minutes before she made
a dead set at Harry; they're off ca
aoeing now up the river; she
wouldn't ever rest after the jour
ney," and Eunice looked as if her
guests failure in this last particular
was her gravest delinquency.
Helen could not help laughing.
"Mademoiselle Colette certainly
does not mean to lose any of the
good time" she said. "But if she
feels so well, at least you won't have
TO worry over her ill health"
II don't see a sign of it," returned
Eunice, except that she f1ourishes an
enormous bottle of sour black tonic.
You will come ove tonight, won't
you? I must have. you see her"
That evening, as Helen and her
father crossed what was by courtesy
called the lawn, a field of rough grass,
with sweet-fern and g%olden-rod and
The low cranberry bushes growing in
discriminatory among rocks and
stunted frs, they heard the "Moon-
light Sonata" played with SO brilliant,
although somewhat metallic, a touch,
as to leave no doubt of Mademoiselle
Colette's talent.
She rose at the end of her playing,
as they went in to be introduced.
Having talked to them for a moment,
singing out Mr.. Holiwell, with her
graceful, little foreign gestures, in a
way that made him open his mild old
eyes, she took "a decided step to one
side, which brought her next to Har-
ny Dean, with the tall lamp between
them and the others. 1t was neces.
sary that she put some sweet peas
m her hair, and it was done with
much soft laughter and Struggling he1
shoulders out of her low dress, all
directed at Harry, and the boy was
young enough to grow red with pleas.
are.
1t was so apparent that Helen sud
denly caught herself feeling in thai
way, and then laughed privately a
seeing the same sensation plainl,
written in the a~wkwardness of the
Gest. 1t was a relief when Eunice ner
vously suggested that they SHOULD
go out onto the piazza again, while
Nademoiselle Colette played. Blu
ahis did not better things, for Harry
was row left alone with Mademoi
selle Colette, a devoted slave, turning
her leaves, while his sister-in-lav
dussed back and forth helplessly.
That was the beginning. Mademoi
selle Colette caused Cranberry Gov.
TO look on in stupor. /.
Her invalidism vanished, or a.
least conveniently adjusted itself 81
that She was aT:le to do everything
that she liked and nothing that sh.
didn't. At first she used to practic,
III the evenings. while an admirine
group listened from the piazza; bu
n soon decided that it Exhausted