The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1904-04-02

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twisted her wealth Of hair into very
unbecoming pug. and DOMINIC an old,
faded gown, without ribbon or orna-
ment, descended the stairs.
At the foot she met her expectant
father.
Good gracious!" he exclaimed.
"You are fright, Rena. Mr.. Hes
singer is now in the parlor and want
you to meet him; but I will never In
troduce such dilapidated rag-bag as
my daughter Did your mother not
tell you that the tenor was to stop
with us?"
eyes, papa-but-"
The parlor door opened slightly and
the guest was heard saying: II should
be pleased to train the young people
after tea"
II Miss Rena had meant to offer any
demur 1t was suddenly put to flight.
AS a bird flies to the covert, so did she
seek the privacy Of the blue and white
boudoir, sacred to the presence OF the
eldest daughter of the Judge.
What can 1t mean" she gasped.
staring at the dimpled reflection In
the mirror which, between cry and
laugh, presented a ludicrous appear
ance.
Papa never prevaricates; he's al
ways right out with everything. but
that accomplished parsonage down.
stairs is not Max Hessinger, whoever
else he may be. There's some mistake
there could be substitute-there's
something queerly. luckily, happily
wrong somewhere-mercy mel" and a
little hysterical giggle ended the dis
connected condolences.
The very unbecoming pug came
down at once and a very becoming
coronal Of wavy, ripping hair sup
planted It; the old gown was hurried
back into the closet and pretty. airy
makeup enveloped Miss Rena as II
by magic, and all the while numerous
half-suppressed "Oh's!" and "My's!"
alternated as safety valves at this try
ing time. -
Meantime the Judge fidgeted in the
hail. "She's always on the contrary
part" he growled; now II that beg
carly Burns had half the prestige of
this accomplished tenor, she and
would get on better have never seen
himI don't want to-but I've heard
enough-he's one of those threadbare
gentry which makes me sick. but
here comes Rena. hope she likes
Max Hessinger."
After rehearsal there was still time
Of hn ia III
Rena's dignity thawed out satisfac-
torily and she presided at the piano
while the handsome musical director
sang a solo In the most approved style
of quiver-quaver extant
Easter night the silken gown SHIN
mered and twinkled in the soft light
of the auditorium and Miss Rena
smiled happily as II no city tenor had
broken up her plans for its debut.
The large, appreciative audience
fairly held its breath as the wonder
full oratorio began; then sank back
into blissful content to drink in the
harmony of an old-fashioned Resurrec-
ton number.
After services all Fans craned it's
neck to see the accomplished tenor
and Miss Rena walk confidentially
home together And when the judge
entered the parlor the two were con-
versing In low tones; but his daugh-
ter came forward at once, saying:
"There has been some mistake about
the tenor's name, papa"
"How?" Intercepted the Judge, a
sudden premonition of defeat Selling
him.
MAX Hessinger sent substitute,
papa
"N-no!" stammered the Judge.
why, l called him Mr.. Hessinger
'front.' the first, waiting for no introduce
ton"
And I hadn't the heart to unde-
ceive you until the oratorio was over"
apologiZed the handsome tenor. IL
was afraid it might spoil your conf
dence in my musical ability, as we'll as
affect the audience, sir humbly beg
your pardon. my name is Welcome
Burns; perhaps you have heard Miss
Rena speak of me-"
For once the judge was circumvent-
ed, but he was game. He extended his
hand, saying: 81 bid you kindly
welcome to my home. I have almost
hated you sight unseen"
"And | hated the city TENOR" con.
fessed Miss Rena, laughing a little
Seeing Is believing" smiled her ia.
Their; nov we shall agree"
Mammal" cried the daughter,
through the open doorway, papa and
l have agreed at last"
HE WAS SORRY HE SPOKE.