The Richmond Virginian. (Richmond, Va.) 1910-1920, 1911-11-30
MISS 'CELlA'S BOW

would be delivered from any girls
here. I'm awful glad we're going.
III Just can't get along without seq
ing Miss Celia every day"
-Retty pushed open the door and
peered in the shadows OF the living
/ room in the cottage.
Wait" she whispered to tho man
beside her. and went in alone.
Hello, Miss Celia. Let's light the
candies so We can see."
That task accomplished. Betty de-
manded more music. So 1t waa that
just as Miss Celia lifted the little
rosewood instrument to her shoulder
Bob Thorne. finding that he could
wait no longer. stepped into tho glow
OF the candles.
This" said Betty proudly. SIS my
Miss Celia. Uncle Bob"
Entirely yours? 2" gravsly cues
toned tho man as he took Miss
'Celia's cold little hands in his own.
The Introduction properly effected.
Betty went of in search OF Miss
'Ceiia's mother. and the cookies that
were always ready for her.
Well" asked tho man. rs II all
ways to be just tho violin. Celia"
His tone held the bitterness Of long
suffering.
Not il you--4f you stili want me-"
answered the girl breathlessly. Then
when she was ciasped close to him
chin said. "Oh. WAS 50 afraid it
wouldn't be you after ALL ana you
wouldn't hear tonight
Cecilia. how did tt happen? What
has come to change you so?"
Tine" said Celia. and sorrowful
loneliness. Art may be enough for
some women. Bob. but I am not enc
of the elect"
Elect" scornfulIy.
II thought owed IL to mother to
make something gu, Of my music
when / had been SO carefully cdu-
Gated. I tried harder than ever after
After you sent me away" hs in
terrupted.
But my genius came down to
merely talent and ! grew discour-
tagged. I broke down then. gave up
my college work and came to tina
mountains to get strong and try to
lforget--you. But when ] met Betty
II gave up all hope OF forgetting. for
she has your way OF demanding
things and getting what she wants"
mot always. There was a shadow
I'm the mans eyes at thought OF his
lonely journey over the world to for
get one face and the sound Of one
violin.
Don't look like that. Bob cried
tho girl. II am 80 much better ft-
ted for you if-if you still want me-"
There was . pause while he proved
Ito her entire satisfaction again how
much he wanted her.
You know I tried to believe that
II was q modern woman. / wanted .
career and fame. Betty made me
realize that happy life for woman
il bounded by love and u home"
God bless Betty" said her uncle
fervently.
When I heard that a man was
coming. and all they told me was
that his name was Bob. and that he
was big. hoped. oh. you don't know
how I hoped and prayed that ne
would prove by some miracle to b
you"
80 YOU arc willing to give up .
career for me?''
'I'll never play again. Bob. unless
you want TO hear me-"
That will be often, DEAR. I am
not selfish. and Til never be Jealous
OF your violin again. To tell you the
truth. have run from the. sound Of
a violin for a year. for the music ot
one always made me want you"
You ran to II tonight"
"Only because knew tho sound Of
your bow on the strings. and know
that. ] would and you here u 81 you
ara really going TO give up walking
the boards in tho glare Of the foot
lights?"
"Yes." said the girl. happily. for
q space no larger than tho circle g
your arms"
And the lfght?"
"Of one mans eyes" VI