The Richfield recorder. (Richfield, Idaho) 1909-1931, 1912-09-12

QuACA, QAAy lO-H1uS luOI anu nOlC u
he humble people about her. wa
drawn into taeir lives so that she be
came mother confessor to more thai
one who, in sickness or in health
leaned on her wisdom, her common
sense, her sympathy.
You are a wonder" Rev. Mr.. Don
aid told her one morning as she ask
ed his advice with regard TO a pair oil
Italian lovers.
"Tessa's parents want her to marry
a richer man. she said, but l I'M go.
ing to see that she marries Rafael.
They love each other, and that is
enough
Yes the minister agreed, absent
mindedly, that is enough
His p-reoccuration seemed to sep
arate him finally from Miss Caroline.
Il am going now" she said has
tily. 81 shall expect you Friday night.
Harold Cartwright will be there-and
Gloria. And all of our Germans and
Italians. | want you to make a little
address"
What are you going to do?" he
asked her suddenly.
"I-?' Miss Caroline stared. "Oh, l
shall sit in the audience and ap-
plaud."
You won't do anything of the kind
he said with precision. You are go
ing to precede my speech with a lit
tie talk about the children and the
children's music. No one can do it
as you can
"Oh." Miss Caroline's face lighted,
do you think could love the
children and the music, and | should
like the parents to know why l am
doing it
Then tell them,' said Rev. Donald
McGregor with fnality.
And Sc it happened that when
Gloria Campbell, a vision OF beauty in
her white satin gown, swept into the
dingy hall, she was met by her Aunt
Caro- in flmy gray and violets.
How stunning you look!" Gloria
said, holding the little woman at
arms length, where did you get the
violets ?"
Mr.. McGregor sent them" Miss Car
oline stated n%ervously. Il am afraid
they were lea for you, my dear.
He knows how you love violets."
Gloria laughed.
IF he meant them for me, why
didn't he send them to me?" she de-
manded.
Il thought he might feel timid," Miss
Caroline stammered.
"Timid?" Gloria stared. why, he
hasn't a timid bone in his body, Aunt
Caro-"
q know" Miss Caroline agreed, but
l am sure it's a mistake"
Harold sent me these American
Beauties" Gloria explained. They
don't go with my hair a bit, but |
awfully fond of them, and he
knows it,
Gloria sang that night like a siren,
and in the duet she and Harold Cart
wright seemed to rise above reality
and to live in a world of love
and song.
Gloria is a lovely woman" Miss
whispered to the minister in
| last act of self-effacenent. She may
seem frivolous, but she would make
| perfect wife for a serious man."
mo doubt, no doubt McGregor
lgreed. but Harold doesn't seem Sc
"Harold?"
They are in love with each other"
he minister said quietly, amy one can
it,"
Miss Caroline stole a quick glance
t him, and was met by a serenity {
hat sent all her theories flying. Sure T
Y he was hurt-surely he had cared
or Gloria!
But even as she questioned the duet
nded, and it was time for her little .
peech. I
Standing very quietly In front of /
hat motley audience, she told them g
Thy she was trying to bring music Il
Ito their lives. There was always c
appiness in a song, and even if one s
ere in deep trouble, there were h
ymns for comforting. Life might be 4
lade easier for ones self aud for the
who had not learned to sing.
he was teaching lullabys to the lit y
e boys, so that love of home and of a
ountry might be implanted in their
carts. S
And when she had finished her lit
e talk, and come down the aisle, a
liet figure in her gray gown, love
r her shone in patient eyes and s
'spairing eyes, and vacant eyes, and T.
inds were outstretched to touch her.
The minister, hearing a broken Ital- =
n murmur in front of him, trans -
ted to Miss Caroline as she took her III
at beside him. They say you have m
voice of gold" OF
They near Glorida-" to
No, it is you. You do not need B
e voice of song, for you speak with ot
e voice Of love, and they love -
"
Worn with excitement, she said ~
tn quivering lips, Il need theiI =
Id
Something in her voice made him be
quickly, "Why?'
I am all alone,