Martinsburg herald. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1881-1920, 1905-02-18
ABOUT LADY ISOBEL.

been, if not happy, at least contented
before the young woman with the bee
Ting pompa6our and her gum-masti-
eating com. aasfon got on the train. The
drummer with the heavy black mus
tache had secured newspaper at the
last stop and had settled down to enjoy
1t. The old gentleman with the silk
skull cap was falling into comfortable
doze. The clerical-looking person was
reading religious monthly with appar-
ent interest. The man with the Van
dyke beard was seemingly lost in re-
fiections Of a not unpleasant nature,
judging from his expression. The
motherly woman with the lunch basket
was just arranging her skirts on the
seat opposite, preparatory to taking Q
nap. The girl with the roses at her belt
who was travelling with her small broth
er had her novel. The roadbed was
smooth and the quiet had been almost
unbroken.
Where was It we left Off" asked the
girl with the pompadour, opening up q
paper-bound book and turning the
leaves with a tongue-moistened thumb.
Her voice was high and nasal and every
body looked up.
'Oh, here it was, she said, after flut-
tering the leaves for moment or two.
Lady Isobel drew herself up to her
full queenly height and looked upon the
leering countenance of Earl Dacres OF
CIapIiuat With goorr and rap,,1cfop IN
her flashing violet eyes. Never had she
seemed more beautiful to the man who
now covered beneath her glance than In
that moment as she stood in the out
ragged majesty of her womanhood, pale
and statuesque, with one white hand
grasping the rich purple folds of her
trailing gown and the other, sparkling
in the light of the candles with priceless
gems, raised In gesture of supreme
revolt.
"'"You refuse to obey me, then" he
Kissed.
Her answer came in low. vibrant
tones. Il do" she replied
1t was about this time that the pas
sengers began to look at one another in
dismay. The drummer laid his paper
on his knee and scowled ferocicusly.
The old gentleman, who had started
from slumber at the first high syllable,
slowly Strengthened himself in his seat,
adjusted his spectacles and looked
around at the two young women. The
motherly person also looked around,
with some annoyance in her glance.
The clerical man knitted his brows. The
man with the Vandyke beard sighed.
The girl with the roses showed decided
signs of indignation. The young WON
an with the beetling pompadour went on
reading.
She read on and on and on. always
in the high nasal monotone, disregard
ing stops of any description generally
and only taking breath at the para
graphs In vain the other passengers
tried to disregard Lady Isobel and the
brutal earl and resume their respective
occupations.
1t was only a minute or two later
that the girl with the roses suddenly
picked up her book from the seat where
she had thrown 1t in disgust. Opening
it, she turned to her brother with a
sweet smile. Jimmie" she announced
in loud, clear tones, I'm going to read
to you" Then with heightened color
she began:
The great painter Ats so absolutely
by his temperament, his training and
his method into the representation of
scenes open to the public eye. to which
also belong certain proportion of dis
play, certain idea of function, that he
seems to have invented the occasion for
them
The drummer grinned approximately.
The old gentleman chuckled. The cler-
ical person smiled indulgently. me
motherly woman nodded her head. The
man with the Vandyke beard looked
positively radiant.
AS his footsteps died in the dis
lance she bowed her beautiful golden
head upon her exquisitely rounded arms
and burst into convulsive sobs,'" read
the girl with the pompadour.
"a cool and temperate lighting, a
wise arrangement of balance, have al
ways characterized this MASTER" read
the girl with the roses.
1t seemed for some minutes an equal
thing, but the drummer turned the
scales. With a heavy bass voice and an
oratorical manner he also began to
read:
1.-The cotton market opened firm at
an advance of 13 points on September
and of five points on later positions.
Private advices hint at corner in the
near months, while it is also considered
that expectations of big September
movement have led to the overselling
The continued frmness of cables rallied
the market"
The girl with the pompadour closed
her book with snap, Its no use tryin,
to read here, Name" she said, with
asperity, Il s'pose some people think
they're smart. Let's go in the other
car and see if we can t find quiet place" Z