New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1904-12-02


the perfumed breath OF the sleeping flowers.
Through the trees came the soft sweet notes OF
harp and the sound OF girls voice singing. 1T
might be an angel murmured Mr. Forester.
TT isn't It's
"A little lower than the angels?'
Much lower" said Mrs. Forester with decision.
i don Z know what to do with the girl jim. Fanny
relies on ne to get her comfortably settled. and
the child won't have penny"
shes very pretty: there should be no troub-a
about that"
Trouble" gasped Mrs Forester Think how
she talks to the mem There was Mr. I.vdor-she
toia MIN she hated people who did not work, she
was digging up potatoes at the time-she would
do It, She said he wasted his life The moor dear
man was furious about IT, you know how well he
plays bridge"
Il thought that Porter might have
Don't. pleaded Mrs. Forester 7 cant hear
10 think OF it. Il would have been the best nos
sioe match for her He's got splendid business
and certain to be In Parliament soon That Is the
very thins Fanny wants; she loves TO have a lot
OF friends and feel superior to them The cir rnus
have offended him. know ne meant something"
'Better luck next time" said Mr. Forester
Mrs. Forester began to count on her fingers
Coming tomorrow for the weekeud-the Bishop
OF Southmnster. Of course. she's not at all the
sort OF girl TO suit the Bishop"
You never know" said her husband cbserfr11I,-
The singing had ceased but before Mrs Forces
ter could get past her thumb representing the
Bishop she was interrupted by cries Of "Topsy,
NSfS%' AAOAAI HelSHDOTuOOd OF the drawing
room windows. Then carle two white figures
scampering over the lawn. one tall and slender
the other tiny but vastly energetic.
Where are YOU going Angela? ?" cried Mrs For
roster. rising from her chair.
But Angela was in haste.
Rats" cried She and. waving her hand con-
uHued her wild scanper TO the river.
1t Sits nothing 10 laugh att gasped Mrs. For
roster. sinking back into her chair. She means
mat she and the dog going to hunt theu1-she's
Gone it before only they never catch any; and Tn
sure she'd scream il she che"
She might not suit the Bishop remarked Mr.
Forester. thoughtfuly.
II hope she will treat him with rasna,+ e"
Her husband shook his head sadIv He was nor
noipe5igigGniess indeed the Bishop clever
e MIS-: Forester prepared 20 continue her list OF
Sir John and Lady HasleInere 80 announcing
- nest devoted couple one finger serves for
Then there will be Godfrey Vaudeville I have
gwen gwen angela his last book of poems TO read.
snook his head vigorousy-"It is called a Lovers
= have heard Of them, he admitted. They get
f a5 wen ed he is husband But do you think
She She heb hardly rda caught the spirit Of the when
denl me her remarks pleaded her husband pre-
paP5 arm Nor for some zleo snjoym. Mt
Il hope she won't repeat Them TO him
,. IN any sass shouldn't reckon the poet
Angela Would not care for them 713s'' To ago
Then Mrs. Forester touched the third finger Of
Eer lett hand. Her husband pointed 70
IT is an omen. The wedding ring Anger
John Brandram.' she cried. triImrhantIy
NJ Forester laughed.
You NAV leave him out too I think" he said
be may change his aosuri opinions
.chut' WHATS a Kingdom But not Tor An
Mr.. Forester shook his head
PERHAPS onger ' 9rad I 10 st3o gg Tesday-
n,r Vel j feed !. hin yell and if Angela is nice to
IT would he delightful cried Mrs Forester
ard there for him the mater endsd B5 Ms
6s5 yas 6 thought Of it long and seriously and
I{GIu d h2pplnGss when that gentleman duly ar
We hope you. Win stay as long as YOU can she
Said as she wished him good night. 1T Is rare
the dear Bishop. Ny Mandeviiie Sir T5hT AM
LADY HaslsneTe-and. Of course Angela will BE-
Your trouble Will he 10 get rid of me laughed
Brandram. A charming hostess. beautiful scenery
ana Lqr company bishop poet and knight and
you've forgotten Angela"
u II peg her pardon said Brandram I'm afraid
1t was sa ~ 9Si 0t end sary night When Bran
Of Mrs Forrester's plans for his future bur the
might have " conrd PEI Elm unp 9yaT An 9rYss
mistress. Brandram laughed 10 himself +he idea
manner in which, ne ruled his life ordering it on
aI,er He would be happy: not i4ad ,r r fbs
via fairy Pleasure but rather wootns the smiling
from close watching Of humanity. that happiness
rIiisri, ~ t5i}S ~ Is sI,Itils-Ife ~
often few, bur feel the sorrow % others-thfz Is
So he had hardened his heart Tr6ub'es come WITH with
friends, He would have no friends. Neither would
portant. Governed absolutely by cold reason, he
knew such convictions were better hidden II lie
sdered him pleasant enough fellow. noticing o2rJ
that he was proof against the witche-y OF women
sSerfg6 on r. him a9Ds the IsSs hq9eyer for rs
that would be the end Of his 3hfiosopH~ ind ~ had
no mind to end IT. Caring nobody else. he could
bear his personal troubles lightly his income was
that would take him through life on pleasant "a ms
and through hOwerv ways.
III IS the secret of happlness! cried the philoso-
pher . the starry night. and went Undisturbed 70
bed He had quite forgotten Angela
place in Br1ndram's opinions during the days
following It is necessary TO consider The cir
scarcely noticed. Angela's home was many miles
valley that SIoned 70 the Sea. There she and her
mother liyei alone. Mrs Tremayre had. early II
than her own family and her endeavors 10 Sc
him in the social s,ale-not that he wanted % be
that when he found he coulI not breathe al such
an altitude and quietly died ne left little 70 support
became possessed Of the little house by the sea DTS
9ngSs1 a65 NUM- fber tFc t e7 me
VAS theirs suffced But Mrs Trernayne. hand
her banishment from the societr She loved Her
mind Friavsd over the trivial incOnv enic0ces Of
ribla truth 70 teii A1r4,q ratper liked il She
washed and sang: her mother ;roned and wept
It was standing grievance with Mrs to
T nayne. whose nature u was to find comfort In rh-
house OF sorrow that Angela was always singing
and not song appropriate 10 their CirCumStanC as-
sang them. Songs OF love and laughter were they.
swelling softly IN The dark shadow - the pines
breaking white on the beach below. Anrel7 Oh
/ sttnately refused to vee7. her roth'- reveNed I'm
, tears Here p girl resolLtely SGT meeting
rto fyinr .C;sther We rosee wSi,a We may. sar-
2 AUR "a II cor