Waterbury evening Democrat., 1906-02-01
A MUSICAL ATTACHM M E NIT
By CERTIE De S. WEBSTER Told in Two Soliloquies, Convcrs alton
 and Two letters

when it does turn up.
 It seems so absurd for me to be
 living in one flat with chaperon
 while Mark inhabits another below
 with an elderly housekeeper. What a
 saving of expense it would be to dis
 miss the chaperon and the housekeep-
 CT, and to have one fiat between us! mot to mention the advantages of companionship he would gain by such an arrangement.
 can't understand why he doesnt | propose to me. am sure he loves mel can see it in his eyes, and you can never mistake mans eyes--that is if they are dark ones like Marks. with two rings round the pupil.
 He's got plenty of money, for, be- sides his profession, which must bring him in an awful lot Che is singing somewhere every night, know he has a private income. We are so well suited to each other in every way except one. of course. but of my defi- ciency in that respect he knows notll- ing, for that (pointing to- something near the piano. keeps up my little de- ception for me. ....
 However, that piece of pretense. of which I am heartily ashamed now, seems no good. .. It serves me right for spending $250 just for the purpose O. making man in fiat below think that I was a desirable wife for pro- fessional singer. Bah! I'll sell it.. It must strike him as very strange that. calling so often as he does, he is never shown into my boudoir-I al- ways tell him it's too untidy to be seen.
 a Oh, dear, if, as Corneille says: "De- ceit is a game played only by small minds." how very infinitesimal my brain must be! We'll, it's no good stopping at home doing needlework that is absolutely useless, just with the hope that laggard wooer may call. I'm going out, and I'll put an ad- vertisement in the Exchange columns of Woman's Wisdom, and see if any misguided person will take that (point- ing near piano. and give me Persian kitten and a sealskin cape for it. (Exit.)
 He (to his pipe)-Blow it! I don't allude to my sentiments regarding cir cumstances and fate. How much sweet CT you would taste, my friend. if you had been filled by her dainty fingers and if she were sitting opposite to me there ready to relight you if you went out--a contretemps which I fancy might often occur if she and I were together alone.
 Pah! Whats the good of day-dream- ing? It can never be-, How could marry a, woman who would be always using the piano when wanted to prac- tice? I could not ask her to give it up, because playing like hers could have only been acquired by years of indefatigable study. It's true I've only a hut those seem merely to act as res orators and to accentuate the marvel ous distinctness and liquid purity of each run and trill.
 Paula's practicing is of a very un- usual order, and her repertoire pecul- iarly circumscribed. She never at- lacks scales or any technical exercises, but only plays seven pieces. which strikes me as being a strange and heterogeneous selection. "Rhapsodie." of Liszt; the Jolly Monk Polka" Beethoven's Funeral March," La Czarine," a "Ballade" of Chopin's, "Maisie is a Daisy" and a Bach "Fugue" I can't understand it. but all know is that this accomplishment. O. hers must stand between us and our 
 may be a conceited fool to say "our." but cant help thinking some how that she cares-there is certain curve at the corner of her mouth when she smiles. and you can never mistake the meaning of a womans smile when she has dimples.
 Perhaps she would give 1t up? An. no. couldn't be such brute as to ssk her, and even if she did. I should know that after we were married her little heart and fingers were yearning after the Polka" or the "Fugue." and that she was thinking of all she mad for the sake of being tied to a long-haired professional singer.
 And then. again. she might want to me. which would inevitably Iead.to quarrels q have never yet been with an accompanist for more than a monthD. so I must renounce my dream of woman's love. and art must forever be my mistress. I'll just g. and call at No. for the last time. though as the internal piano is quiet t is probable she may be out. How sver. I'll try my luck. and after that, my friend. you and l must grow old snd seasoned alone together (puts town pipe and exit.
 He Ito the maid who opened the door st No. 2D-Is Miss Penlyn at home?
 Msid-No. sir: she is out.
 He-Oh-er-I'm sorry. At what lime do you expect her to return7
 Maid-She didn't say. sir.
 He-Thanks. You might mention l .aIled. and-(sounds of Bach -Fugue- .teal on the airl-vhy. Mary. fear Iou have made an error in saying that Miss Penlyn Is out.