Evening bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1895-1912, 1904-11-09

floor with a yell, or impulsively tramp.
led upon her toast. At any rate, their
invitations uied away after u while
Miss Silver had seemed 10th to accept
them, and more unwilling still to re.
turn them; she dropped back into sol.
itude with obvious relief.
In stagnant, silent corners of the
world such as Lisnabeg, life seems
SLOW in passing; yet even while one
waits for 1t to begin, 1t is gone un.
grasped. Ten or eleven years slippe
by the slated cottage, scarcely noted
Miss Mccoy twho wore her hair Gu,
short now after the fashion of the day
instead Of piling II in chignon, bu
was otherwise unaltered) came to call
at times. and reported that Miss Silver
looked in wonderful spirits, but had q
good deal of gray in her hair. Asked
plump and plain" what she did all day
in the attic. she said she worked, %
and would make no other reply.
| The short red crop of Miss Mccoy
turned gray, too, as time still slipped
IN; her sturdy figure grew fat and un.
Iwieldy, and she walked no more down
the rough road that led to Lisnabeg
There came year, by.and.by, when she
'as carried up rougher road still--a
road leading to high green slope be.
anu Tue cnurchyard tower-and did
| 10 return ever again.
Miss Silver grew little older. n lit.
tie grayer only. 1t almost seemed as
II she had some secret charm to light.
en- the burden Of her years. And still
the seasons passed; and still. as in the
days Of her long.ago girlhood and
young womanhood nothing happened.
One day-it was during the wet and
wind of August of l903-something
did happen at last. But Miss Silver
knew nothing about II. She lay on the
magenta rep sofa in the parlor, fully
dressed, with her thin gray hair some.
what disordered. and a sinister blue
shade about her mouth: while all Lis
nabeg, and by.and.by half the town.
Hand above, crowded in and out of her
little kitchen and sitting room and
stood staring at her as she lay. She
stared only at the ceiling herself, and
not very long at that, for kindly fish.
erwife stepped forward by.and-by and
placed two pennies on her eyelide.
/ They found she had left a will on a
half sheet of notepaper, bequeathing
everything to the rector for the use of
the poor in Lisnabeg. When AL was
over" the rector-a young. bright
Trinity graduate, very recently ap-
pointed-c8me down to the cottage to
take possession. His sister.in.law, who
was staying at the rectory for a sum.
mer holiday, walked with him, the rec.
toress being engaged in her overflow.
ing nursery. The rector was very
proud of his sister.in.law. She was
Dorothy Gordon, mo less"-Dorothy
Gordon, the brilliant young painter
whose work had turned the artistic
world Of London upside down of late;
who would not exhibit in the Royal
Academy, and who had been quite rude
TO the editor of the Elk Cathedra Re
view. Dorothy, in spite of her great
ness, condescended TO be well pleased
with Lisnabeg. 1t was delightfully."-
quaint, she said. and she had more than
half mind to paint 1t. She said this
standing on the doorstep of the slated
cottage, while the rector fumbled with
the keys.
I'VE are going to see the Bluebeard
chamber. aren't we. Edward?" she
asked. you can't think how curious
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