The Camden chronicle. (Camden, Tenn.) 1890-current, 1912-05-17

~ VI hoi ieFelle wien she began tC
sing. Her voice was of the low timber
to which the heart instantly responds
I "a voice not fully developed nor yet
quite finished. The plaintive gipsy
love song kept her audience tense.
Robert Vale had often felt the sor.
Gerry In Women's eyes or been be-
W1tched by rougish smile, but this
sense OF complete thralldom to a mu-
sic hall singers charm was quite a
new experience. He tried to throw off
the fascination and turned his eyes
toward the other gypsy, but it was of
no use; Madness personality held
sway.
Much to his own amusement he re-
sented the audience; he felt that he
would like Nadine to be singing to
him alone.
Vale walked home after the theater
trying to tell himself that the girl
was music hall artist in a twenty
five-cent theater; that she was no
doubt the wife of one of the gipsies
and that she probably wore drabbled
willow plumes on the street.
Notwithstanding these conjectures
he went every night following while
the Gay Deceivers played, which was
something less than fortnight.
Against his better judgment Vale
attempted to write a note to Nadine
asking for meeting. He hoped to
become disillusioned, but something
stayed his pen and the gipsies jour
neyed on.
Later, during the winter, Vale real
lied that the very nature of his re-
gard had prevented him approaching
her in the usual way. However, he
knew that she had been conscious of
his presence and on the last night |
Nadine had worn cluster of his
roses.
During the winter Vale went to |
every variety theater in New York
with the hope that he would again see
the girl who haunted his thoughts
One day in early spring Vale start
ed out for his Sunday morning walk.
AS he neared Forty-second street a
fine rain began to fall.
Rather than return to his apart
ments Vale decided to go up the two
blocks and attend service at a Fifth
avenue church.
He took seat near the back of the
church. The only other occupant of
the pew was little old lady who,
during the service, fumbled first with
her chains and then with her rings
until finally one of the latter rolled to
the floor.
Vale stopped to look for it.
1T has escaped my REACH" he whis-
pered to her. Il will get it after
service"
During the offertory anthem a rich
voice floated out over the
Dig church
Vale started. The voice, was familiar
yet not familiar; it held the same in
.ense timber as the voice of Nadine,
out these tones came forth with the
control of a master.
From music hall to soloist in one
II the best churches in the city is
zig jump" thought Vale, besides, 1t
axes money to study for this kind of
work." r
He strained his eyes to get a
glimpse of the singer, but it was no -,
Use. The rows of girls on each side :
It the chancel seemed to be identical, .
me with the other. I
During the remainder of the service
lobert Vale was back at the seaside I
nd dreaming Of girl who had sung
the guise Of a gypsy
When the church was emptying he E
emembered his duty toward his COM r
anton in the pew. He must search t
DIT her ring. 1
In the semi-darkness Of the church :
was not an easy task and Vale was
own on his hands and knees in far d
orner of the church when he heard t.
musical l.