The Calhoun chronicle. [volume] (Grantsville, W. Va.) 1883-1984, 1910-01-25
S1.00 A YEAR IN ADVANCE.

A
fecuy delightful l have little tingles
down TO my finger tips-the ones you
are squeezing and the others-and
feel all bubbly near my heart, just like
that liquid in your glass. And is that
what all the other men are saying to
the ladies here that makes them smile
and look so pleased?"
Once more, after a puzzled look, the
man gave vent to prolonged laughter
Il give it up" he said at last Il
only know you are the most entranc-
ing and battling bit Of femininity [
have ever encountered in my varied
career"
Later as they were slipping their
coffee the man inquired, What would
you like to do now? It's rather late
for the theatre; would you care to
look in at ball?'
Pierette considered and pursed her
pretty mouth in the effort.
Il think should like to ride in the
carriage you brought me in; that
didn't make noise or smell horribly.
May we?"
Certainly; anything you like"
Soon they were dashing through
brilliantly lighted and thronged thor
oughfares to plunge suddenly into a
still and silent street lined with dig
nifed and solemn houses. Then again
the glare and noise and movement.
After time Pierrette said, "And/now
| would like intense quiet and peace.
and green trees and gardens"
Obedtent to her within the motor was
whirled about, and ere long they were
rolling smoothly into frcsher, sweeter
air and along silent roads. Above q
young spring moon made shadows OF
swaying branch and leaf Pierrette
sank back against the cushions with a
sigh OF supreme content.
What a glorious night" said the
man. looking up at the stars.
Don't" murmured Pierrette ner-
vously. "Pierrot might
What did you say?' inquired the
man.
"Oh, nothing" She shiyered lit
tie The man reached for her own
cloak lying on the opposite seat, but
Pierre'te stopped him. mo, no. I'm
not cold yet"
Presently she found one of her
gloveless hands nesting contentedly i'm
that OF the man. She liked the warm
human clasp. She was very well sat
isfied and leaned little nearer TO
him.
And this is really real, isn't it?"
she whispered.
1t seems 10 me more like a dream
than anything 1 have ever expert.
enced," said the man quietly. Very
tenderly he put an arm about her and
drew her to him. She did not resist,
but trcmbled with shyness and a GER
tain sweet delight She lay against
his arm, her heart beating to suffoca-
ton, but with an infinitely pleasing
palpitation.
In the Denumbra of long line of
dropping trees the man bent to her
lips. For an instant she yielded to the
new, divine madness: she became Gid
dy then, burning through her brain
like white hot iron soaring all else
away was the thought What would
Pierrot soy?" She could not tell him
this.
She tried to draw away. but the man
held her close.
NO, no. sweetheart; / can never
let you go. witch or sprite-what-
ever you are-you have woven a spell
about me that 1 cannot understand
but / know you can never break.
care not who nor what you are:
want YOU and shall have you and keep
you with me forever. though l fight
the whole world to get you Dearest,
look AT me; let me see your eyes"
All this was real. real
Pierrette struggled frantically TO
free herself. You must let me go,
fou must let me co." she painted
why won't you let me go?'
because ] love YOU"
No, no; this is not love. know
now-this isn't real Real love means
sacrifice. subscryienco OF self. and all
devotion ~ She broke into eobs and
Tell back quiyering. I'm cold $50 cold
and frightened"
The man caught uD her cloak and
put II carefully about her. and then
Softly but swiftly SHE foatcd up I'm
the still night air-aud ON and ON. up
and up The noise and roar Of tha
't' ' '.'' '' -"Nf Why TO am lunffINIn
silence and coclness. tbo greet belts
Of illumination became AGAIN tiny
points Of light Sweet and fresh the
rarcdcd night air famed her hot
checks
with "a liue cry Of joy and relief
che slipped upon a low hanging cloud
and began to- scramble up IT'S side.
There. In the halflicht was some one
standing who now came to- her with
outstrctched arms
"Pierrcttci"
'Pierrot'' And she was sobbine on
his breast and cliugiug Co him with
frantic clutch Never. never let mo
20 again; / found all the real tbinos
down there we're only prctencs while
an we pretend here IS really real"-
The Taller
Baton Came Into Use.
When was the musical baton FIRST
used in this country Present must
cal festivals have provoked the