The labor world. [volume] (Duluth, Minn.) 1896-current, 1912-10-12
but there's something Of the kind to


but there's something Of the kind to
be DONE"
"Well, it's tonight" said Wesley,
"and we are going. It's my treat, and
we've. got to hurry or we won't get in:
There's reserved seats, and we have
none, so it's the gallery for us, but l
don't care so I get to take one good
peep at Elnora." cr<-~;: -
's'pose she plays?" whispered Mar
garet in his ear. -.
"Ah, tush! She couldn't" said Wes-
ley.
'Well; she's been doing it three years
in the orchestra and working like a
slave at it." ~~...
'Oh, we'll, that's different. She's in
the play tonight. Brownlee told me so.
Come on, quick! Well drive and hitch
closest place we can find to the build
ing" = - "%t"*> - -:
Margaret, went in the excitement of
the moment, but she was troubled:
When they reached: the building
Wesley tied the team to- railing and
Billy sprang out to help Margaret;
Mrs. Comstock sat still: 81 49,:
"Come on, Kate" said Wesley, reach
ing his hand. 80 's.',- {. -:
I'm not going anywhere said Mrs.
Comstock, settling comfortably back
against the cushions.* :. :
All Of them begged and pleaded, but
twas no use. Not an inch would Mrs.
Comstock bulge, so theyleft her..
They found seats near the door where
they could see fairly we'll. Billy stood
at the back Of the hall and had a good
view. BY and by a great volume Of
sound welled from the orchestra, but
Elnora was not playing. &
Out In the warm summer night a
sour, grim woman nursed an: aching
heart and tried to Justify herself. The
effort irritated her intensely. She lean
ed back, closed her eyes and tried to
make her mind blank, to shut out
even the music, when the leading VIC
lin began a solo. Mrs. Comstock bore
It as long as she could and then slip
ped from the carriage and, fed down
the street. T.:
She did not know how far she went
or how long she stayed, but everything
was still save an occasional raised
voice when she wandered back. She
stood looking at the building. Slowly
she entered the wide gates and follow
ed up the walk. Elnora had been COM
Ing here for almost four years. When
Mrs. Comstock reached, the door she
went inside. The entrance to the audi
forum was packed with people and
a crowd was standing outside. When
they noticed tall woman with white
face and hair and black. dress one by
one they stepped little aside. so that
Mrs. Comstock could see: the stage. It
was covered with curtains and no
one was doing anything. Just as she
turned to go sound so faint that
everyone leaned forward and listened
drifted down the auditorium. It was
difficult to tell just what it. was; after
one instant half the audience looked
toward the windows, for it seemed
only breath Of wind rustlihg freshly
opened leaves, just hint of stirring air.
Then the curtains were swept aside
swiftly. The stage had been, trans.
formed into: lovely little corner of
creation, where trees and flowers grew
and moss carpeted the earth. A soft.
WIND blew, and 1t was the gray of
dawn. Suddenly a robin began to
sing, then a song sparrow joined him,
and then several orioles began talk
Ing at once. The light grew stronger,
the dew drops trembled, flower per
rune began to creep out to the audi
ence; the air moved the branches gent
~ and rooster crowed. Then all the,
scene ecene was shaken with a babel Of bird
notes and other sounds Of nature. The
voices died and soft, exquisite melody:
began to swell and roll. In the center
OF tho stage, piece by piece the grasses.
MOSES and leaves dropped from an
embankment. the foliage softly blew
away, while palmer and palmer came
TIE outlines Of a lovely girl figure
draped IN soft clinging green. She play.
ed as only peculiar chain Of circum-.
stances puts i In the power Of ! very
few to play.
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