The Hays free press. [volume] (Hays, Kan.) 1908-1924, 1911-08-26
OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS.
TWO RAINY DAYS
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his presence and on the last night
| Nadine had worn a. Cluster Of his
roses. sfssoss-ri
alDuring. the wipteF3GValeo went to
every variety .theateT In New York
with the hope that he would again see
the girl who haunted his thoughts
one day IN early spring Vale start
ed out for his Sunday morning walk
AS he neared Forty5secoRd street =
fine rain began to fall 10 aasseg3c, isrye 9
Rather than return to his, apart
ments Vale decided to go up the two
blocks and attend Service at a Firth
avenue church g o6G 8dJ 10 59fBu9 =
He took seat near the back OF the
church The only other occupant OF
the pew was a little old lady who.
during the service, fumbled first with
her chains and then with her rings
until finally one of the latter rolled to
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Vale stopped TO look for it, B1s
1T has escaped my reach he whis-
Per7ed to her I will get it after
During the offertory anthem a rich
contra1to voice foated out over the
big church. iIaf - TO ea
Vale started. The voice was familiar
yet not familiar; it held the same in
tense timber as the voice of Nadine.
but these tones came forth with the
control of a master.
From music hall to soloist In one
OF the best churches in the city is a
big jump" thought Vale, besides, 1t
takes money to study for this kind of
work"
He strained his eyes to get a
glimpse Of the singer, but it was no
use The rows of girls on each side
Of the chanceI seemed to be identical.
one with the other.
During the remainder of the service
Robert Vale was back at the seaside
and dreaming of a girl who had sung
in the guise of a gypsy.
When the church was emptying he
remembered his duty toward his COM
panton in the pew. He must search
for her ring
In the semi-darkness of the church
it was not an easy task and Vale was
down on his hands and knees In a far
corner of the church when he heard
a musical voice
''Granny-what In the world are you
doing in this dark church, thought
you were Iosti'
Il dropped my ring. This gentle
man"
Wales head bobbed up from behind
a seat flushed but victorious
"Oh-h!" Diana Wells started;
then. upon searching the mans face
from beneath her wide dropping hat,
a swift color mounted her cheeks.
My name is Robert Vale" he said
quickly to cover the confusion which
he knew was hers. He could never
mistake those fathomless gray eyes.
though them seemed even more dark
and mysterious He supposed it was
the different setting. Her hair was
deep Titan and the gipsy's had been
inky black Here is your ring" he
turned toward the little old woman
Thank you." she said simply. My
name is Wells. This is my grand
daughter, Diana" She looked loving
" at the girl. Diana travelled ALI
last summer with a variety company
so she could take her old granny to
the seaside
Diana met Wales eyes with smile
Granny thinks l am wonder be-
cause took her to all the seaside re-
sorts and gave myself equal pleas
ure"
Not to speak of those who heard
you," put in Vale with half inquir-
ing glance
You knew me them"
She hid from the expression in his
eyes The roses were lovely" she
said finally ''I asked the usher who
had sent them"
They turned and went slowly out OF
the church. but before they passed
out through the big bronze doors Vale
drew near Diana Wells.
eff one of the choristers should be
married in this church what would
they do about filing her place for the
wedding chorus?"
They would have to get substi-
tute soprano" said Diana Wells.
TT would be a contralto in this