Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1905-02-11
THE B. SHOPS DAUGHTER.

through tangle of oleander blossoms,
pink and crimson and white. When one
sits in the veranda, therefore, one does
nothing else.
/ was sitting there doing nothing when
the bishop and his daughter arrived.
glanced at them because they were nov
elites. but one look was enough to cont
vince me that the oleanders were more
worthy OF my attention. The bishop
was quite the usual sort of bishop. As
/ for tie daughter the idea her appearance
conveyed to me during that hasty glance
was one Of pale Indebtedness, with a
general tint of yellowish drab. | could
| have forgiven the color of her dust cloak
! if there had been relief anywhere, but
| her face was pallid, and her pale blue
! eyes were as uninteresting as her hay
| coIored hair. With a sigh | classified her
deadly dull" and reverted to the salts
! flying depths Of color from which curiosi-
ty had woocd me for a moment. Later
in the day | discovered that the CONVEX
sation Of the bishops daughter was as
colcrless as her appearance. 1t was PLAN
That she would not add to the merriment
OF the party.
There were a good many of us at the
hotel-a heterogeneous but fairly con
genial set Most of IFS were on friendly
terms. but there was one who was dis
liked almost venomousIy and quite unan-
imousy | have since suspected that
Miss Iattersall had heart of gold. She
had succeeded. however ably assisted by
Natme-in hiding it under manner that
would have repealed a torpedo boat She
was a good deal grieyed by the frivolous
tone of her companions, and did her best
10 elevate us, which possibly accounted
for our rancor. When we were not shock
ing her. we were laughing at her-all
but the bishops daughter. who fixed her
pale eyes on the sea and said nothing
We always believed and hoped we were
shocking her, too.
Miss Tattersall had pet charity. and
ono evening she gave us Il chance of bet
tering ourselves spiritually by contrib.
Gting to it. We were, as usual, sitting
in the long veranda that faced the sea;
some gathered around coffee tables, some
lolling in wicker chairs, but all talking
and good many laughing. There was
one exception; tire bishops daughter sat
silently apart on the steps that led to
the garden. / could see her hay eolored
hair like Il blur against the sea. Miss
Tattersall passed from group to group
with her money box, dec,aiming and eX-
horting. / am afraid her exhortations
produced very little result in cash. but
great deal in irritation; we were in
dippant mood, and wished the dear old
lady and her charity far away She re-
turned to her scat with some very small
coins in her box. and probably with more
chagrin in her heart than | care to inn
agine. The bishops daughter rose. and
as she came up the steps | thought her
face almost had an expression on it,
After this incident we were all rather
rulIled At any time when Miss Tat
tersar spoke she created a runlc, the
sound of her voice being enough for most
of us. but on this occa sion there was an
element of remorse that increased our
discomfort Our jokes and laughter had
been damped. and most of us took IN
| books There was a general air of sulk-
mess about us-when diversion &C
cured.
Wandering Ministries were not at all
uncommon trials ut Saint Martin-srr.
AIer, SO the distant twang of a mando-
lin created no disturbance beyond n
groan or two When the owner Of the
mandolin appeared in front of the YER
anda, we set our teeth ana prepared to
suffer, The dark figure thai came to.
ward rs through the Grange trees was
slight and girll,h. and moved with curi.
Gus ehdm% steps, III time to the music
OF tho mandolin. Several of US peercd
ont 10 see her lace, but the evening was
growing dusk, and she wore some dark
a s,4tgA T..