The enterprise-recorder. (Madison, Fla.) 1908-1933, 1910-02-24

the belle o, -, ana ldtueI an hSAi'
ess in her own right. She liked
Charles El,ery, and she rather sur
missed that he liked her. And when
she had boen studying up her toilet
for the opera, she had selected a blue
dress, with blue flowers for her hair
and ornaments Of turquoise, because
she had once heard Mr.. Emery say
that blue was his favorite color.
Going with some else!" she repeat
ed. well, he has right to suit him
self"
And she kept within her own soul
the jealousy that disturbed her all
the while she was sitting waiting for
tie great green curtain to be drawn
up, until, Of a sudden, there was a
slight hustle in the row of seats be-
yond, and Emery entered with his
mother.
Then Hates overgloomed face grew
bright again. She drew a long breath
of relief and turned to the stage;
it was as if the myriad gaslights had
all of sudden been turned up, as
IL all the mimic world in the opera
house had grown radiant
Never was a voice sweeter to her
ears than the somewhat thin and ex-
hausted MARBLE of the prima donna;
never did scenery glow with such nat
ural t!nts or footlights shine more
softly. Kate Marcy declared the opera
was perfection"
Yes; but" said pert little Nina
Cummings, do look at Charley EN-
cry with that little old woman; Why
couldn't he have come and sat with
us?"
Kate said nothing, In the crowd
now sureing out Of the aisles of the
little, opera house she could scarcely
venture toSeXpress her entire opinion,
but she said in a low, earnest Tone
Il donE know what you think of it,
Nina, but l, for my part, respect MI.
Emery a thousand times more for his
kindness to his mother"
And, almost at the same second, shs
found herself looking directly into
Charley's eyes.
For a moment only. The crowd
separated them almost ere they could
recognize one another, but Kate fell
sure-and her cheeks glowed scarlet.
that he hGvi heard her words.
Charley" said little Mrs Emery,
looking into her sons face as they
emerged into the veil Of softly falling
snow which seemed to enwrap the
whole outer world in a dim, dazzling
mystery, "who was that girl with
the large blue eyes and the sweet faoo
wrapped into white, fleecy sort OK
hoed-the one who said she respected
your"
1T was Kate Marcy, mother"
"She has the face of an angel"
SAID Mrs. Emery, softly
The next day Charley went boldly
to the old Marcy homestead, whose
red brick gables, sheeted with ivy,
rose up out of the leafless elms and
beeches, just beyond the noise and
stir Of tho busy village
Miss Marcy" he said, Il heard
what you said last night"
1T was not meant for your ears,
Mr.. Emery" said Kate, coloring a
soft rosy pink
But" he pursued, looking her
full in the face, Il cannot be satisfied
with that, Miss Marcy, want a warm
er feeling, If you could teach yourself
to love mo"
The dimples came around Kate
Marcy's red lips, wreathing her smile
in wondrous beauty.
mr. Emery she said, 81 do love
you. have loved you for a long
time"
And Charley went home, envying
neither king nor prince.
But l never should have loved you
so dearly" his young wife told him
afterward, "if you hadn't been so kind
to that little mother of yours In my
eyes you never looked so handsome
as when you stood bending over her
gray head in the crowded hall Of the
ODera hOune that nioht