The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1907-12-09

in spanish garb rushed quickly on to
the stage. and a knife flashed and fell.
There was a hoarse. inarticulate cry,
and Don Jose fell beside the body OF
Carmen. tat
The audience stared and a great 81.
lence gripped the house. What did
| it mean: 1t was not the true end
ing to the opera. The curtain had fall
len. Some of the chorus men, who
had witnessed the tragedy, rushed for.
ward and seized Philip Adair.
What have you done:" cried one OF
them.
| Carmen had risen now, and clutch
ing her cheeks with her hands, she
stared at the form of Monsieur Mires.
who lay where he had fallen on the
stage, only half conscious. with the
blood running from the wound in his
breast.
Il have avenged the honor of my
child faltered the violinist brokenly.
Take me away. Take me away"
| The woman stared at him, uttered n
cry, ran forward and clutched him by
! the arm. She looked straight into
his eyes
Father. Father she faltered
Yes" he cried, drawing himself up,
II am your father. l am Philip Lee
grande."
She shuddered. She held on to him
with one hand and pointed to Mires
with the other
Il loved him." she whispered. HE
was all the world to me. We were OH.
ly married two days ago, and now
Her voice broke. and she fell sobbing
on her knees beside her wounded hus-
band.
I Philip Legrande stood transfixed
with horror. and then. bowling his head
upon his chest, he permitted them to
lead him away.
| NJ. Mires was seated in an arm
chair by the window in his magnifi-
cent rooms. His wife stood near him.
and by her side. permitting her to
stroke his hair. sat Philip Legrande.
! The violinist looked younger than of
yore. He was dressed I'm new and
fashionable things, and his old air or
distinction seemed to have come back
to him. He could smile now, for he
had not only recovered a daughter.
who was very dear to him, but also a
son, for NJ. Mires had quickly recov-
cred from his wound, and had freely
forgiven the old man, who he knew
had suffered
Father" said the daughter. IF you
only knew how my mother wept for
you! How she tried to find you. How
she loved you, You went away, Ieav-
ing no address behind you! You
changed your name. I do not believe
you wanted her to find you again"
She left me with the Comte de Mar.
say" said Legrande, in a terrible
voice. 1T was he who supported you
both in Italy. He robbed me Of her.
Is it likely 1 could forgive? II I had
only met her, or him then, L"
"Hush," said the beautiful woman,
gently. The Comte de Marsay was
my mothers brother. Ny mother was
as innocent of any wrong-doing as
have been. She loved you always.
She was true to you always. | have
| seen her weep for hours at the
! thought of you, father. She always be.
| lieyed that you were dead. You forced
her to leave home because OF your I'm.
reasoning jealousy. She asked her
brother to take her away She meant
10 cure you. and then TO come back.
But when she could not find you. and
believed you TO be dead, she took me
to Milan, and devoted her life to teach.
ing me to sing"
And she is dead. l have wronged
her. bitterly wronged her. II is who
have ruined my own lifei'' said the
violinist gloomily, and now she is
dead"
NO, father" said the woman,
kneeIing down and rubbing her cheek
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