The Washington herald., 1909-05-16

were spiteful. and some shook their heads
In anxious concern, thinking that the
reformation OF the siren Of Dalveen was
but skin deep and that the future held
only trouble for the young man. But in
the delight and rapture Of II al the two
were Gupremely unconscious OF the gossip
Of idle tongues, for in the congregation
the minister had not cultivated the conso-
lations OF the candid friend. And 50 II
befeu that when the sun had climbed 70
the height Of his summer soltice Lucy
Chancellor became plain Mrs Gilbert
Rutherford and went with her husband
TO the South OF France in order 70
brace herself for the work which IS ex-
pected Of the wife Of a Scottish parish
minister
II was the SLACK season on the Ri
viera. but they lived in a new. sweet
world Of their own and neither seemed
to feel the vastness and the qUietness Of
tie deserted Hotel d d'Angleterrs- Indeed.
they srcnt most OF the tine out OF doors,
sitting together or the cliffs, look ng out
into the blue distance. and watching the
ships 80 sailing By on the emerald sur
face Of the Mediterranean. OF elss wan
Jering alone among the quiet hills of the
"hinterland" It was the sum of their
happiness just 20 be together.
Lucy, darling. he said one sunny aft
eTnD. Il as they sal by the sea In Sc
ciCded corner, you are strangely quiet
TO day. What Is troubling you2"
II vas Just thinking Of the future" she
replied softly. "snJ trying q little to Eft
tile veil. I wonder-I wonder" she
said dreamily and stopped
WHAT, little one?r and he stole his
arm found her waist.
do you know that Il was here that
father met my mother for the first timer
You've not heard me speak much about
u.ofhe-2''
II she was one-teuth as pretty and
swee. and true as her daughter" he
began. but she interrupted him.
"Oh, she was far more beautiful than
am and Ear more gifted But-but Tor all
that I think she-she broke poor f3ther's S
nsart-at least. she and between Us did
| He never understood her, snd-I remem-
I Der how she used 20 take ne on her knee
and weep bitterly. Hers was a very sad
married LIE. Gilbert, and was wonder
/ ing
7 eaa't allow NY little one to Indulge
/ IN such nonsense he said in his old mas
/ terful way. and he kissed away her fears.
| Family on the still air they heard the
/ band in the Casino Gardens. and they
both paused TO listen.
/ oh. I know IT," said Lucy rapturously;
that is the mad song 81 Lucia di lam
/ mermoor- Il almost sends me crazy when
I hear T." and she hummed softly a few
bars
How DC you know Donlzettfs opera?
he asked quickly.
You must remember that mother was
an actress before she married father. and
I that was nearly twelve before she died;
and I think her blood IS In my veins. 1;
IS a glorious air. oh, Gioia che 81 sentI, %
ard she stood before her husband and
| TITLED this masterpiece. singing softly, 90
as not 70 drown the accompaniment OF
l the distant band. She sang OF 70 the end
I OF the air with easy grace and dawless
( precision.
/ She smiled down az the upturned face
and saw q look IN her husbands eyes
which suddenly blotted out the radiant
look in her oVn. "Oh, Gilbert" q" she pant
ed. sinking or the grass beside him. !
forgot, For the moment thought I was
mad Lucia. Forgive ne" she said visit
fully
i she bowed her head on her lap and ths
dc il again, she said, looking Up with q
wan smile. but. oh. you'll never under
I staad-you never understand
7 think I shall, darIing-some day hS
said husklly
"Ah. some day" she answered softly
] Perhaps when the tired soul OF mad
Lucia Is forever hushed 10 rest on the isJ
or the eternal
He rose with q start. Lucy. dearest,
he stammereG. - cannot permit sucF
morbid thoughts Tell me how your DaL
veen Houseparty IS getting on II your ab
sence2" This was a subject that neve,
failed 10 rouse her.
With d quick gesture. as II freeing her
self from some hideous nightmare. sht
took a letter from her pocket oh, splea
didlyr' she exclaimed Dear old Mrs
Muncey is a treasure She writes 20 m'
every cay, and things are going along
Ifamously."
For a time they forgot the sunshine anC
the dancing blue Of the sea, the fsin
sound OF the Casino hand. and the sub:l,
OGOr OF roses. and talked OF the poo, anS