Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1912-02-07

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Just despise that 'saddest when sing
business You can sing! Now you so
over there and do i'll I'm going to
come down the aisle playing that &C
compa niment, and when stop in front
of you you sing" "
The angels face wore an unusual
flush. Her eyes were flashing. and
she was palpitating with earnestness.
She parted the bushes and disap-
peared. F'reckles. straight as young
pine and With the tenseness of war
horse seeming battle. stood waiting
Presently. before he saw she was
there. she was coming down the aisle
toward him, playing compellingIy. aud
riffs Of light were touching her with
golden glory. FTecs:es stood "a If
transfixed.
The blood rioted in his veins.
The cathedral was majestically beau
tifui. from arched dome Of frescoed
gold. green and blue in never ending
shades and harmonies to the. mosaic
aisle she trod. richly iniaid in choicest
colors and gigantic pillars that were
Gods handiwork fashioned and per
fected down through ages of sunshine
and rain But the fair young face
and divinely nodded form of the angel
were his most perfect work Of all.
Never bad she looked SO surprisingly
beautiful.
She was smiling encouragingly now.
and as she came toward him she struck
tho chloride f,lIl and strong
The heart Of poor Freckles almost
burst with dull pain and his great
love for her In his desire to fulfill
her expectations he forgot everything
else. and when she reached bis initial
chord he was ready. He literally burst
forth: i 1 !,
Three little leaves Of Irish green
United on one stem
Love. truth and valor do they mean.
They form q magic GEM" 80
The angels eyes widened curiously
and her lips fell apart. A heavier col
or swept into her cheeks. She had
intended to arouse him. She had sue
ceeded With vengeance. She was
too young to know that in the effort
to rouse a man women frequently kin.
die fires that they can neither quench
nor control. Freckles was looking out
over her head now and singing that
song as 1t had never been sung before
for her alone and instead OF her help
ing Elm. as she had intended. he was
carrying her with him on the waves
Of his voice away, away into world
she knew not Of. When he struck into
the chorus. wide eyed and painting.
she was swaying toward him and
playing for dear life to keep up.
"Oh. do you love? Oh. say you love.
You love the shamrock great"
At the last note Freckles' voice died
away and his eyes fastened on the
angels. He had given his best and
his all. he fell on his knees and fold
ed his arms across his breast. The
angel, as II magnetized. walked straight
down the aisle to him and. running her
fingers into the crisp masses Of his red
hair. tilted bis head back and laid her
lips on his forehead.
Then she stepped back and faced
him. Good boy" she said in voice
that. wavered from the throbbing Of
her shaken heart. Dear boy!
knew you could do 1t! I knew It was
in you: Freckles, when you 60 out
into the world. IL you can face a great
audience and sing like that. Just once.
you will be immortal, and anything
you want will be yours
Anything" gasped Freckles.
ANYTHING" said the angel.
Freckles found his feet. muttered
something and. catching up his old
bucket. plunged into the swamp blind.
~ on pretense Of getting water. The
angel walked slowly across the study
and sat down on the rustic bench and
through narrowed lids intently studied
the tip OF her shoe,
Ito be Continued.)