Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1908-11-22

into an from framework for her narro"
mind. Jane in her own opinion. hao Dee"
for wears q martyr to her duty and deVo-
.ion IN a family (Which she had ruled since
the death of Mrs Forde.) Now she was
about to enjoy the fruits of her labors.
Her savings amounted to over one thou
sand mounds. She had COLLECTED" a
roodly store of linen, blankets and other
ar,;.,es and drew a regular income OF
one hundred a year.
Jonah Tudgoose was Dis, rudy
checked rustic, with a slow, undecided
manner and a pleasant laugh ne was
incidentally younger than herself, but MS
,and uas moor and times were bad. II
he did not see his luck staring him In the
face he deserved to be sold up. Jane mad
brought her laggard sutton almost 10 the
point-it was precisely as IL she Hau
PLAYED fish for weary hours anu
inst about to introduce him TO the iano,
ing net when an unknown poacher hao
suddenly interfered and cut the line;
Therefore her feelings toward Marletta
Erguy were not, perhaps, unreasohaoiy
bitter.
Miss Hessie and her maid had been hve
weeks at the Grange-five lntermlnapie
weeks to Jane Jubber. who llved III
condition of suppressed antasonisnl;; ns e
nented of her inflexible determination W
forfeit London delights and attractioi's
for country pleasures ana peace: ,a
She had one resource, her piano, a ~
carly one lovely morning she was seated
at II. practicing diligently. Twice sne
had PLAYED the "Rhapsodie Honsroise
No. 90 il was almost perfect ~. ~
effort had been exhaustlns' anu
rested her fingers on the KEYS 10, and
space. Presently they involuntarliy anu
,Inconsciously wandered into "a'L'
.Espana" The stirring air summoned
vivid picture before Hesters mlna ese :.
two figures in costume hoating !ou,iu
balroom: she saw the womans ooiu;
malicious ewes, and the mans dark soou
looks. The vision was suddenly dlspeiieu
nv the appearance of Clarice In the oooi
way hot and painting.
"Theres folk a-coming up tne roau
nounced. abruptly. =,
Folk-could it be? No, a visitor at II
o'clock-impossible, Hester rose ana
hurried out to the iron pos'ern' anu
there; nearly 1x Est I 1ttI In M Wy. T Tudor.
"Oh." cried Hester. her face aglow'
rushing to the door and opening IL.
.Here is indeed an unexpected pleasure;
How delighted | am to see you anu har
she almost lifted the old lady out OF her
carriage. What good wind has oio"n
YOU here? IT,,
doris maid Augustine had 1mpeiied the
maid Marietta'S friend. to drop just a
little word into Mrs. Tudor's ear as sne
arranged her lady's hair) But the men
dacious visitor merely replied:
.I wanted a week-end-so fashionaple'
YOU know-and a breath Of the real coun,
try. I am at the Clayboroush ArMs a"u
I've left Augustine there
But you will send for her, and you
will stay here. of course. SAID Hester:
leading her In. You shall nave my
ROOM. ~
though YOU are a bit pale and peaky:
Where are the roses of Blarrltz! 1 VIII
not allow them to fade!-and VINO Is
this?'-as an elderly woman: thin-h Iea
and bitter-mouthed. wearing a large
Checked apron, confronted them in the
%oh. this is Jane Jubber" explained
Hester. You have often heara me
speak of her. She has been with us
since / was born. Jane. here is my
friend. Mrs. Tudor.
lane nodded grim.y. Something i'm the
old lady's glance suddenly provoked
sudden deep hate. ,,o
maid is there. We can put them up, can
we not?" The girls manner was humble
and appealing-a crafty submission to
the higher power. yet all in vain
well 7 don't see how that can DC
done. Miss Hessie: we have no spare
rooms and never had. Your father saw
M company: We understand. ma'am.'
turning sharply to Mrs. Tudor. we live
in a plain way and are not used TO VS.
TORS
SIT is of no consequence" rejoined
Mrs. Tudor. stiffiy; Il have accommoda-
zion at Clayborough. L only came over
to see Miss Forde; my fly Is In the VII
..Here is the drawing room" said Hes
ter. opening the door. Come in, come
.UilI the lady be for dinner?" in
ouired Jane. OBTAINING Hester with her
hand and speaking in an audible ASIDE.
"Of course-certainly: and oh. be sure
and have something nice!" and she FOL
lowed her guest into the low. dark
apartment. 49,
gracious face than that of your house
hold treasure, To me, she looks like a
domestic bully, Mrs Tudor was stand
ing in the middle of the room. gazing
round all the time. with her glasses To
her eye. "She could not put me up
ard ! am very sure that I could not put
up-with her
mo. l am certain you would not, re-
Joined Hester with laugh; out am
, a miserable coward-and tneh, she was
nv mothers rad"
Dear me, wool mats" exclaimed the
visitor. who was still making a tour OF
inspection. land antimacassars-croch
Why. this"-holding it up-"recalis the
happy days of childhood,
"You see. Jane makes them, explained
Hester 'and she insists on their peihe
what she calls Shown of
I'D show them all into the hre' sain
Mrs Tudor sitting down. II gather thal
Mrs. Jubber's accomplishments don
keen pace with the times"
NO. Jane does not keep up with the
times in any way.
Mrs Tudor looked round the low room
with its small loaded windows and DARK
oak-paneled walls. Certainly. 1t was
anything but cheerful. Impossible. in
credible that in old days this gloomy
apartment had rung with jovial laughter
and merry voices. An open piano. bow
OF roses and some books were, however
some relief to her feelings
81 am glad to see IL piano. and Charles
Lamb and Emerson. but''-stretching out
her hand-"you don't mean to tell me
that Won are reading Don Quixotey
Hester blushed she replied: Pray
why not? II is a classic" Then, sud
denly putting her hand on Mrs. Tudor
arm ''Oh. 1 am so glad to see you
again" she exclaimed. with unusua
demonstration.
And / you'll have missed you dread
fully: no one now to tell me II my bon
net is straight or TO read me the paper
And so many RarritZ people are ir
town. all asking for Miss Forde-fve haC
piles of the most tempting invitations
You really must come back with me
Hester. I've crept down like an lsraelite
to spy out the land. and / can't say tina,
i, seems to be flowing with either mill
or honey. or appears TO oner you any
great inducement to remain here. You
have none Of the small felicities which
really contribute to the joys of life!'