The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1912-04-29
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MARTHA BELLINGER

tested every singers voice since
Handel wrote IL; and then. curious,
she tried the effect OF the aerial sound
ing-board with quick, brilliant runs
up and down the full range Of the
voice. But the effect was more beau
tiful with something melodious and
somewhat slow; and there came TO
her mind an old-fashioned song
which, as a girl, she had often sung
with her mother:
"Oh! that we two were maying
Down the stream of the soft spring
breeze"
She sang the stanza through. soft
ly, walking up and down among
the pines. Danny, at first, walked
up and down beside her gravely,
and then lay down In the mid
IDLE OF the path. keeping an eye
on Agathas movements. Her voice,
| pitched at its softest, now seemed TO
be infinitely enlarged without being
made louder. II carried far In among
the trees, clear and soft as a wave
ripple. Entranced. Agatha began the
second part OF the song, just for the
] JOY of singing:
"Oh, that we two sat dreaming
Ou the bWdIu VI SOLuO onCCp-tiihuiuCu
down"
when suddenly, from the distance,
another voice took UP the strain. Dan
ny was instantly up and on TO inveeti-,
gate, but presently came back wag-
ging and begging his mistress to fol-
| low him.
In spite OF her surprise in hearing
another voice complete the duet,
Agatha went on with the song. half
singing, half humming. II was wom-
ans voice that joined hers, singing
the part quite according to the book;
With our limbs at rest on the quiet
! earth's breast
And our souls at home with Cod"
The pine canopy spread the voices,
first one and then the other, until the
wood was like vast cathedral filed
with the softest music of the organ
pipes.
| There was nobody In sight at first,
but as Agatha followed the path, she
presently saw a white arm and skirt
projecting from behind the trunk of
tree. Danny, wagging slowly, APP
peared to wish to make friends. and
before Agatha had time to wonder, the
stranger emerged and came toward
her with outstretched hand.
'Ab, forgive me! hid and then
startled your; but l was tempted by
the song. And this forest temple
isn't 1t wonderful"
Agatha. looked at the stranger. sud-
denly wondering IL she were not
some familiar but halfforgotten ac-
Iquaintance OF years agone. She was
a beautiful dark woman, probably two
or three years older than herself. ma
ture and self.poised as only woman
of the cosmopolitan world can be. IL
might be that compared to her
Agatha was bit crude and unfinished,
with the years Of her full blossoming
yet to come. She had no words at the
moment, and the older woman, still
holding Agatha's hand, explained:
II did not mean to steal In upon
you; but as ! came into the grove
heard you singing Handel, and
couldn't resist listening. Your voice.
Il Is wonderful! Especially here"
AS she lookxd into Agatha's face, her
sincere eyes and voice gave the praise
that no one can resist, the tribute of
one artist to another.
This is, indeed, beautiful hall.
found II out just now by accident.
when l came up here to practice and
see II I had any voice left" said
Agatha. She paused, as II suddenly
occurred to her that the visitor might
be James Hambleton's sister and that
she was being delinquent as hos
tess. But come back to the house"
she said. This Is not a hospitable
place, exactly, to receive a guest"
The stranger laughed gently. Have
you guessed who l am, then? No?
Well. you see I had the advantage OF
you from the first. You are Miss Red
mond, and followed you here from
the house, where your servant gave
me the directions. am Miss Rey-
nier, Melanie Reynier. and am stay
ing at the Hillside. Mr.. Van Camp"
and to her own great surprise, Me.
LAME blushed crimson at this point
that Is, we. my aunt and I, were Mr..
Van Camps guests on board the Sea
GuH. When he heard OF the wreck
OF the Jeanne D'Arc we put in to
Charlesport; though he has probably
explained all this TO you. II was such
a relief and pleasure to Mr.. Van Camp
TO find his cousin, iii as he was; for
he had feared the worst"
(To BE Contlnued.)