Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1903-07-18
CHAPTER (Continued.)

sOb YOU mustn't say That, sald
,T,ude. comfortingly. "Cheer up, and
trv TO forget him, Kathleen. There's no
nan in this world worth breaking your
heart over. and there are plenty of them
INST as good as Denis. let me tell you, as
2o,1'a find out for yourself one Of these
DAYS. A pretty girl like you has no need
81 spoil her life because her first lover
turns out to be rogue. Never You mind
the spalpaen, kathyl Cheer up, and dry
those pretty eyes. Well give you some
thing else to think about when you come
up tonight
signor.
7What great ideas have you got in
vour head concerning my little friend ?"
She asked him, as they strolled home
wards over the cliffs.
IAN sorts of IDEAS" he answered
smiling. "AhI she has the voice of an
angel. The world will be struck dumb
with amazement when it hears her, after
I have finished with her. She has every
thing to learn"
You are going to undertake her train
ing? You think so much of her as all
that?"
But. yes!-she is divine. And you
have known her all these years without
finding out!"
Yes, it seems strange, doesn't it? But
think no one knew she could sing. She
is very young, you see, only II or Is, and
I have not been much at home for the
last ten years"
At the house door Maude suddenly
paused, and laid hand upon her com
panion's coat-sleeve.
Suppose, signor, her parents won't
consent to let her go? You don't under
stand these people, they are very proud"
.Then," said the signor, with decision.
q shall what you call 'kidnap' her.
will not let her go now | have found
herr
Late that evening, just as the Nevilles
were beginning to be uneasy about Kath
leen's prolonged absence-she had not
told them of her mornings adventure
the halfdoor was thrown violently open,
and Kathleen herself hurriedly entered,
her hair in wild disorder from the sea
breezes. her eyes shining, and her cheeks
red with excitement; altogether a very
different Kathleen from the woebegone
maiden who had last been seen a couple
of hours before.
whats ailing you now, girl9" de-
manded her mother, "an' whatever you
are thinkin' of stayin' out so late?'
oh, mother, mother!" she cried, Joy
fully, tive just the grandest news for
you. I've been up to the majors, an
there was great gentleman from Lon
don, who made me sing while Miss Maude
played on the PLAINLY. An he says,
mother, that I've got the most wonder
full voice in Europe, an l can make a
fortune easily singing to people in Eng
land. An, OH mother, if you'll let me,
Pm to 90 back to London with Miss
Maude, an live with her while the gem
tleman teaches me how to sing, eos I
don't know yet. He's coming to see you
tomorrow, an sure you'll not say no.
will you, mother? l would so like to be
rich an great"
"'Twould be filter for you to be good
an sensible was her mothers crushing
rejoinder; but her father seemed rather
pleased at the idea of possessing such a
brilliant daughter.
We'd best let the girl GO he said;
and Mike and 'Nelius backing him up,
the signor found but little opposition
when he called at the farm next day.
A fortnight later saw the whole New
lille family assembled at the little coun-
try station, to bid adieu to the depart
ing one-AIrs Neville in her great hood
cloak, to do honor to the occasion, anu
the men carefully shaved and attired in
their Sunday clothes.
Kathleen, her spirits gradually reviy-
ing under the influence of so much nov
city and excitement, but thinking it her
duty to squeeze out a few tears as the
tram started, kept very close to Maude
Mcdonald; and the signor flew about all
over the place, swearing at Paddy, the
porter, in his broken English, losing his
luggage one minute and finding it again
the next, assuring old Neville that he
would care for Kathleen as for his own
daughter-your good Irish farmer is ever
suspicious of foreigners-and altogether
making such n commotion that Maude
breathed a sigh of relief when they were
OH at last, the major and Beverly wav-
ing adieu from the platform side by side
with the Nevilles.
The mist of an early summer morning
lay over the sea as the train passed the
curve that ran along the shore, and the
sun shining through it, turned it into a
cloak of frosted gold. But it was not
Stewards that Kathleen's eyes turned.
She was looking for the bend from which
you could catch your last glimpse of the
farm nesting peacefully against the
green hill on which it stood, and the
boreen where she had said her goodby
to Denis below it.
When they rdeached it and left it be-
hind them once more she became more
laxative and cheerful.
The past lay behind her to the west
ward-she could face the future bravely
now.
Already the lovare is forgotten -
whispered the signor joyfully to Maude;
and if he was wrong for once if there
was still an unhealed wound in the girls
soul that smarted cruelty beneath the
galety of her manner, who was any the
wiser for it?