Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1912-08-08

laughing. Elnora entered the Kitchen
softly and peeped into the sitting room.
Mrs. Comstock sat in her chair hold
ing a book and every few seconds a
soft chuckle broke into a real laugh.
Mark Twain vas doing his work. while
Mrs. Comstock was not lacking IN a
sense of humor. Elnora entered the
room before her mother saw her. Mrs.
Comstock looked up with flushed face.
Where did you get this" she de-
handed.
II bought it." said Elnora.
Bought it! With all the taxes duel"
II paid for it out of my Indian mon
ey. mother" said Elnora. II couldn't
bear to spend SO much on myself and
nothing at all on you. l was afraid to
buy the dress l should have liked to,
and ! thought the book would be COM
pany while | was gone haven't
read it, but l do hope it's good"
Good! It's the biggest piece of
foolishness | have read in all ny life.
I've laughed oil day ever since I found
1t. l had a notion to go out and read
some Of it to the COWS and see if they
wouldn't laugh"
IF it made you laugh. it's a wise
book" said Elnora.
"Wise!' cried Mrs. Comstock. "You
can stake your life it's a wise book. 1t
takes the smartest man there is to do
this kind of fooling." And she began
laughing again.
Elnora, highly satisfied with her pur-
chase, went to her room and put OH
her working clothes. Thereafter she
made a point of getting a book that
she thought would interest her mother
from the library every week and leav-
Ing 1t on the sitting room table. Every
night she carried home at least two
schoolbooks and studied until she had
mastered the points Of each lesson.
She did her share Of the work faith
fully, and every available minute she
was in the fields searching for cocoons,
for the moths promised to become her
best source of income.
She gathered large baskets Of nests.
flowers, MOSES. insects and all sorts
OF natural history specimens and sold
them to the grade teachers. At first
she tried to tell these instructors what
to teach their pupils about the speci-
mems. but, recognizing how much
o she knew than they. one after
another begged her to study at home
and use her spare hours in school to
exhibit and explain nature subjects to
their pupils, Elnora loved the work,
and she needed the money, for every
few days some matter of expense arose
that she had not expected.
When the music swelled from the
school orchestra Elnora's heart almost
broke with throbbing joy, for music
always had affected her strangely, and,
since she had been comfortable enough
In her surroundings to notice things,
she had listened to every note to find
what it was that literally hurt her
heart, and at last she knew. 1t was
the talking of the violins. They were
human voices, and they spoke a Ian
guage Elnora understood. 1t seemed
to her that she must climb up on the
stage, take the instruments from the
fingers Of the players and make them
speak what was in her heart. She
fairly prayed to get hold Of one, if only
for a second.
That night she said to her mother:
II am perfectly crazy for a violin. l
am sure I could play one; sure as l
live. Did any one"- Elnora never
completed that sentence.
"Hush!" Numbered Mrs. Comstock.
BE quiet. Never mention those things
before me again-never as long as you
live. I loathe them. They are a snare
Of the very devil himself. They were
made to lure men and women from
their homes and their honor. If ever l
see you with n in your fingers I will
smash it in pieces"
Naturally Elnora hushed, but she
thought of nothing else after she had
done justice to her lessons. At last
there came a day when for some rea-
son the leader Of the orchestra left his
violin on the grand piano. That morn
ing Elnora made her first mistake in
algebra. At noon. as soon as the
great building was empty, she slipped
into the auditorium, found the side
door which led to the stage, and, 60
Ing through the musicians entrance.