The Caucasian. (Shreveport, La.) 1900-192?, 1912-03-07

sister.
"Ah." she exclaimed. what she sings
we cannot understand"
Emilia's own face expressed secret
disappointment. whatever she sings
Is beautiful" she answered loyalty.
Again and again Mime. Claire bow
ed her acknowledgment Of the echo
tng applause, coming forward at laat
with a smile which seemed to include
them all.
"At your request" she announced
simply. There was moments ex
pectancy. then the silvery notes rang
out. "Jes' Longing For You" With
tears wet upon her cheeks the flow
err girl leaned forward. Her eyes
gazed unseeing across the ripping
lights. Once more she was back at
home In the little fishing village, wait
ing. watching with fast beating heart
for glimpse of a boat-a boat which
sailed at evening far over the black
waters. and In the boat was Kali
Karl. her lover.
She went to meet the beautiful lady
the following day. timidly Offering her
gift flowers.
"Well." Nine. Claire asked cheerful
ly. Ibid you like 1t. Epilia?'
The girls eyes were troubled. II
do not know" she answered hesitat-
ingly. then with passionate gesture
touched her heart 1T hurts me
here" she cried. FOR 1t is too true
that song-ali the time long so for
He would have me marry him there.
but 1t was too dull, too slow. Tilda
and l must first see the new rich
country, so when we came he said:
zone day you will be sorry. then
you will send for me to take you
back
But / have been sorry, and l have
| not sent for him because OF the pride.
So Karl he thinks that when one
| sells many flowers and makes other
friends that one Is happy, but 1t Is
not SO. for always-only-I long for
| him"
The singer laid her hand gently
upon the girls. Eyes. yes. / know"
| she answered. and there was trem-
ulous catch In her voice-"always.
only you long for him."
That night when Emilia climbed to
the tiny room at the top of the tene
ment Tilda met her excitedly. "See
the newspaper she cried 1T Is all
there about your beautiful! lady. First
saw her picture; then Mary Ryan
she read 1t to me. Nine. Claire 1t
reads beneath the picture, but that is
not all true, for Claire Is but her first
| name, and yet she is married. Emilia
married across the ocean, and her
| husband he Is very great man. and
| he would not have her sing on the
stage. and she would sing, so they
| quarreled and parted. It is all here
In the paper And now he comes to
| New York. and they ask him. VIII
you 60 to the theater' tonight to hear
your wife sing and do not like that
| man, for he tells them. No: did not
come to New York TO hear Nine.
Claire sing and when she hears
your beautiful lady-what her bus
band says she shrugs her shoulders.
SO, and laughs. And his name 1t Ia
Sir John Burrows. and he stays ut
the Palace hotel"
Tilda ended her narrative breath
lessly. while Emilia caught up the pa
| per, looking long at the winsome pie
tured face. Married across the wa
\ L.. " III kn1 pfa ttan than
! quarreled. too. and parted. and she
knows then-my beautiful lady-what
It means to be sorry" A light of rec.
objection shone In the girls eyes. al.
ways-only long for you," she muir
INJURED.
what are you saying" her sister
| asked.
But Emilia shook her head, with a
little inscrutabie smile.
When Nine. Claire again awaited her
| auto Emilia was not to be seen In at.
tendance upon the little stand.
where is she?" she asked of Tilda.
who endeavored to Gil her sisters
place.
at was the heat" the girl explained.
"This morning the sun shone hot on
the corner. and when Emilia tainted
| they took her to the Peoples hospital.
II you could but see her there" she
added pleadingly at would make
Emilia happy"
Certainly shall see her." the singer
agreed with quick sympathy. II was
white face which smiled bravely
from the pillows as the beautiful
LADY, approached.
Il knew you would come" Emilia
whispered happily. "You would not
| go away without seeipg me again. And
1t is true what the peppers say-that
you are goingT'
"Quite true" the singer answered. II
go to I'll another engagement. Emilia.
| to sing in distant land"
"And you will come no more to the
corner?" the girl asked duly.
"Some time. perhaps. Who knows?'
Nine. Claire sighed. Il shall think of
you often. DEAR" she said-"of your
sweetness vour courage And at part