Waterbury evening Democrat., 1906-08-02

to spend time in adoration that should
 be spent at work, 80 she filled he, needle and knelt beside the chair steadfastly striving to forget the won 1, derful strangeness of her surround 1 inga The exquisite alarming appealed to her; she put into 1t all her skill It was slow. however: and when Lady
 Danman came up again about live o'clock, only one-half was done. You arc doing 1t beautifully" said the lady. Now, be off to Mrs. Dunn s parlor-you've done quite enough for one day"
 The spinster deliberately replaced i her needle in huswife of pale green silk embroidered with purple and rose colored flowers. She turned toward the bust. her eyes filled with an odd wistfulness My lady," she said, q feel in my heart that you are kind-that you will not believe that I ask for the mere l safe of folly
 Ask anything you please; I'll an- swer If can"
 About the head-do you believe that Shakespeare was really like that? I'd be glad to know-to know would save me from much pondering." Lady Danman assumed her wisest look. Most authorities agree; yes, I believe it.'' T thank your ladyship most earn estly. cannot describe the gratif- cation have felt in being so near in working almost as 1t were under his supevision-in winning his ap- proval. And it seemed to me as if the distance betwixt him and me were not so great, after all."
 Lady Danman withdrew in a maze of thought. Good Heavens!" she said. The creatures either mad or a genius! What a remarkable thing a woman of her order knowing any, thing of Shakespeare"
 At home the old maid moved in 6 dream of delight Her cottage tha. evening was transformed into TO- mantle grange, her garden into Ju- liet's garden. into the Temple garden. into Sweet Anne Pages garden. In the marning she rose early, set her house in order, and after break fast went to clough where Grass of ParnassuS grew in a marsh with Ragged Robin and Water Speedwell q hrrI rynC hn ~Ct had tempted her; Grass of Parnassus must surely be the finest to place De- fore the efflgy of her genius. It grew sparsely, two hours passed before she found more than a little posy Then her skirts were draggled. her feet wet, her vrinkled cheeks gleaming with the heat. But she felt no weari- ness now; in her veins flowed the blood of immortal youth.
 The groom found her curiously si- lent during the long drive; in fac: more than once she failed to reply to his observations upon the weather.
 At Cresswell hall, after her dinner with good Mrs. Dunn, she placed her tribute on little table before the painted bust, and set to work imme- diately. The alarming became poetry; the chair was sacred as having been in existence in the days when Shake spsare lived
 Lady Danman came up again in the afternoon, and stood for awhile in the doorway, the old maid kneeling be- side the great chair, diligently plying the bright needle. So engrossed was Eunice in her work that her iadyship moved to her side before she was aware of her presence.
 Her eyes fell on the flowers before the bust; she was still sensitive enough to feel a curious pang, as if something had thrust her back into the distant past.
 -Grass of Parnassus," she said. How strange-how very strange," Eunice shipped the last thread. The works finished now," she said I hope and trust your ladyshipn be we'll satisfied"
 T am more than satisfied" said Lady Danman. I thank you--I have learned something from you-some- thing that I cannot pay for"
 Eunice replaced her needle in the huswife. My lady" she said, I'll be better pleased if no mention of payment is made-if you'll take what I've done as a gift If has been a privilege-rd a hundred thousand tlmes not have money. It has meant much to me-far more than can ever tell you Ay. I know that I'm pre- sumptuous in asking this favor; but once in my life I'll sew for nought. .. . k seems a sacrilege to talk of money before him"
 She pointed to the bust. Lady Dan- mans perplexed frovn gave place to q radiant smile. I'll offer you no money" She took Eunice's gnarIed hand: the old maid stood very proud snd stately in her own little way.
 ''I thank your ladyship." she began.
 But Shakespeare has never had greater honor paid him. sfhe bust Is yours; 1t shall be taken to your house this very evening"
 My ladyi my lady,"
 Tt is yours.- sald Lady Danmau- sgain. moving to the door, halr- ashamed of the weakness that made her voice anaver