The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1906-03-01
OF allowing three days to elapse after
their Introduction to Miss Carewe be-

OF allowing three days to elapse after
their Introduction to Miss Carewe be-
fore they paid their respects at the
house, but DE that as it may the die
tator was now safely under way down
the Rouen river, and Mrs. Tanberry
reigned in his stead. Thus, at about 8
O'Clock that evening, the two ladies sat
in the library engaged in conversation.
though, for the sake of accuracy, it
should be said that Mrs. Tanberry was
engaged in conversation, Miss Betty in
giving ear, when their attention was
arrested by sounds of a somewhat mu-
steal nature from the lawn, which
sounds We're Immediately identified as
,emanaung from a flute and violin.
Mrs. Tanberry bounded across the
room like public building caught by
a cyclone, and, dashing at the candles,
Blow 'em out, blow 'em outr' she ex-
claimed, suiting the action to the word
III iuster Of excitement.
'Why?" asked Miss Carewe, startled,
as she rose to her feet. The candles
were out before the question.
"Why,' repeated the merry, husky
voice in the darkness. MY goodness,
child precious, those vagabonds are
here. To think Of your never having
been serenaded before"
She drew the girl to the window and
pointed to group Of dim figures near
the lilac bushes. "The dear, delightful
vagabonds.' she chuckled. II knew
they'd come! It's the beautiful Tap
bingham Marsh with his fiddle and
young jeff Bareaud with his flute and
Gene Madrillon and little Frank Chen
oweth and thin Will Cummings to sing.
Hark to the rascals.'
It is perfectly truthful to say that
the violin and flute executed the pre-
lude, and then the trio sounded full on
the evening air, the more effective
chords obligingly drawn out as long as
the breath in the singers could hold
them in order to allow the two fair
auditors complete benefit Of the har-
mony. They sang The Harp That
Once Through Tara's Halls and fol-
lowed it with Long, Long Ago.
That" Mrs. Tanberry whispered be-
tween stifed gusts of almost uncon-
me-
Tell me- the tales that to me were
so DEAR entreated the trio.
L told EN- plenty gurgled the en-
Gvening widow, land expect between
Us we can get up some more"
"Now you are come my grief is re-
moved they sang.
fot ;c -,
way to st. Louis" remarked Mrs. Tan
berry
Let me forget that so long you have
roved,
Let me believe that you love as you loved
Long, long ago, long ago.
applaud, applaud"' whispered Mrs.
Tanberry, encouraging the Ministries
by hearty clapping Of hands.
Then the candles were relit and the
Serenaders invited within. Nelson came
bearing cake and wine, and the house
was made merry. Presently the romp,
Virginia Bareaud, making her appear
ance on the arm of General Trumble,
Mrs. Tanberry led them all in hearty
game Of blind mans buff, followed by
as hearty dancing Of Dan Tucker.
After that, Quadrille being proposed,
Mrs. Tanberry suggested that Jeffer-
son should run home and bring Fan
chOn for the fourth lady However,
Virginia explained that she had en-
deavOred to persuade both her sister
and Mr.. Gray to accompany the gener-
al and herself, but that Mr.. Gray had
complained of indisposition, having suf-
aorNI
count Of inhaling so much smoke at
the warehouse fire, and, Of course Fan
chon would not leave him. Miss Ca
rewe permitted herself the slightest
shrug Of the shoulders)
So they danced the quadrille with
Jefferson at the piano and Mr.. Marsh
performing In the character Of a lady,
proceeding most unacceptable to the
general, whom Mrs. Tanberry forced to
be his partner. And thus the evening
passed gayly away. Tappingham
Marsh spoke the truth, indeed. when
he exclaimed in parting, ooh, rare Mrs.
Tanberry.'
But the house had not done with sere-
nades that night. The guests had long
since departed; the windows were still
and dark under the wan old moon.
which had risen lamely, looking unfa-
miliar and not half itself; the air bore
an odor Of lateness, and nothing NOV
ed, when delicate harmony stole out
OF the shadows beyond the misty gar
den. Low but resonant chords sound
ed on the heavier strings of a guitar,
while above them, upon the lighter
wires, rippled a slender, tinkling mel
ody that wooed the slumberer to a de-
llcious half wakefulness as dreamily,
as tenderly as the Groom of rain on the
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