The Caucasian. (Clinton, N.C.) 188?-1913, 1912-04-04

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success Do your pzs..s...
knows what wondsrtzl . q
come your way aaa 20
tie hand be kissed +, :. =
age. -ass
What a strange eArs
said. a. she hastily va -. "
hand. But tina; sooa We
sweet little wild no~e- 80
be going now. Don't - a.,
ing
As the door closed ge,.s =.
o fluffy little kitten curss,. :, ne
open FIRE and buried =,
warm fur.
Not until Edith found -,
hanson on her way 10 y.
she realize how di.sr,s. - q
feeling from what sAA -
would be at this nons..
was In good form. sre-r,s...
gone right. and re; a.. -.
happy.
"oh, here you are. Ma "
exclaimed Mr.. Lawler. ~Ys- -
the ladies In there, Doat m
and keep your throat rarr -
business wave OF his hand -
ed the artists room.
"Nervous7" he added
Not at ALL" laughed r.sA
grateful for his impe-sonal -
land I hope I shall repay 10 g
your kindness"
AS Edith disappeared a s,r.. -.
crept around his thin lips
Meanwhile Edith. feeling ,.r
her troubles had been wholly -.
airy, greeted her fellow artists =,
bright smile and felt the VAT J.
of anticipation that means sce,s +.
the singer.
The audience had received =. -
nouncement Of the noted sop-a.s, 3
ness philosophically and vas peas.
to be pleasantly polite to tie IS.
tute.
Edith Murden. who is She
81 never heard OF her"
81 hope she is good"
The orchestra had Just FINISHED ~
a brilliant climax and the artr,
looked with mild curiosity FOR Ia -
soprano.
From behind the ferns and IN
came Edith. the very embod.ns.. {
youth and beauty in her simple ~
gown, here little head held higt AZ
a brave smile for this. her first az
ence.
"If she sings as well as she .GA
she will be a great favori,e.T l.
nounced one critic.
Softly and sweetly that true r,s
ing voice swelled through the Il.
reaching to the uppermost gaI~7
generous in tone, perfect In po:e
ton; and the critic, whose COED -,
all musicians coveted, nodded CO
mendingly. But-lacking in soul u
his criticism. Perhaps nervous, "a
he waived judgment until her sec,..
song.
Captured by her charm of voice a
manner the audience expressed IT,
in recall after recall, until. breatkiea
but happy, she found herself alts
with Mr.. Lawler in the artists NJ.
"a great success, my dear" ant
fore Edith realized his intention
had put his arm around her
Frightened, but furious at The
suit, she tore herself away and 3
looked like a little queen in her ii!d
nation.
How dare you!" she half sobbet
81 would dare again TO see you 20
like that" he laughed. and bis az
expressed his open admiration.
Thankful for the interruption Of ]
accompanist, Edith hurriedly led T"
way, a great sense OF Loneliness erH
oping her. Surely months had pass
since she had faced that audience
Jack! Jack! I want you. -
you'll" And she gazed helplessly >
that sea of faces.
Angels ever bright and fair,
Take, oh, take me to your care
Her voice, full OF entreaty and
tensity and forgetful OF all save
need OF love and protection. rea0'
the very hearts OF her audience :,
wave Of emotion swept over :,
house and tears streamed down
faces OF men and women.
One breathless minute, then 9
the thunderous applause. i,
Was this for her? Through
dazed senses the. sharp comD1.
"Pick up your flowers" 1nstincu',
obeying, she stood silent Tor . 80 :
ment, then: "Encore!" Encore
The accompanist looked 81 !. :,
robin Adair," she whispered
like the call Of a bird to its mS's =
sang the song Jack loved.
A man tightly grasping the a@
his chair, with tense face, ana :, =
aglow with love, gazed at bis y.
sweetheart and knew that sne
bis. There was nothing wanting y"
She was calling to him-to nin.
the last note sank into his nezn
quickly found his way to the o. =
room. Quietly he awaited her -