Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1912-07-28
COVENANT FIRE
BY ANGELA MORGAN

there appeared at of the windows interested face
Before the book agent could quite gather what hap
pening, the front door opened hastily and a young
woman stood regarding her in concern.
lnstinctivey the intruderfor she felt that she
had been such-started to move away, murmuring
fused apologies.
"Oh, cried the girl eagerly yet in half embarrassed
way, Il don't want you to go thought perhaps you
i'll or faint. Mother said"
mo, I'm just fatigued, that's all. Rather was be-
fore heard the music Astonshment seeing girl
OF this type IN such setting gave place to desire to
satisfy her quick surmse. "You the singer, aren't
your
The young woman flushed with pleasure, the warm
responsive flush of youth and temperament eyes, she
nodded then, in swift pity, "Do you you
standing out there all this while in the heat? Mother
you only moment ago. If we had known"
The tired dusty face upturned to hers that of
elderly but the soft blue eyes had the wistfu
of a childs They music hungry eyes,
Wont you," the girl spoke breathessly, @won't YOU
come up and rest awhile! And In-l sing for you, if
you like"
The woman looked at her almost unbelieving. @I'm
only a book agent. Your mother mgh not"
"Oh, I'm sure mother would love to have you" She
fastened down the few steps to the and stretched
forth willing hands of assistance
At first she had seemed merely frank, sweet in
genuous American girl mpulsive and swift pity; but
she stood at close range gazing straight into the
book agents eyes, the latter knew in sudden quiet
revelation, all the that she The creature look
ing forth at her of those young eyes belonged the
of the hearted. the luminous She herself
hearer.
@Please GOMEZ she urged now as the other still hest
tated. Il really you to-
she showed that she it. as she stood later pre-
= senting the stranger to her mother quite if she
had found some treasure of which she radianty
proud.
1t poor little into which the two brought
their guest Had it not been for the piano and the
Towering window boxes one might have said that prva
ton had placed here unmstakable blight. 1t
seemed incredible that these two of all persons should
be the victims of actual srngency What sinister fate
had sidetracked mother and daughter manfestly
fitted for radiant environment?
sit here invited the girl eagerly, arranging large
moment-no, Mother, you needn't go-Ill make it.
Let make it,
She almost enreated it, her face awake with interest
she lived the happiness bought by giving joy
others and would suffer if it was denied her
"This is too good of you'll shouldn't for the world
put you such trouble protested the visitor Yet she
drank the refeshment gratefully "And will truly
sing something for me?'
"Yes-oh, yes!' The girl went forward to the piano.
She moved in sort Of glow, her willingness eanatng
from her in glad little Life best her when
keyed to the pitch of ardor. She welcomed whatever
kept up the rhythm and the magic.
1t wonderful hour, soul cleansing and renewing.
The singer lnSt1nctlvey knew what songs fitting,
and when at last she turned from the piano the bare
color and charm
THANK you-thank you-thank you" The callers
eyes had lost all trace of fatigue there flush
on her cheeks
All three conscious of that electric sympathy
which annhilates barriers and makes interchange of
thought inevitable. Mother and daughter had the
rare nature that reads nature. Whatever mis-