New-York tribune., 1913-05-25

your glrllSu Nllu odI9' DS anu ~ ~"
come down out of the clouds, come around
TO old Tom and his steady love tor you:
level was not insenslble to the grave KIND
ness with which Tom took leave OF her. She
looked after him half regretfully as she
waited for her car and he strobe down to
jOth-st. to take an elevated tram.
But her passing remorse only increased
her irritation toward Tom, who had prlckcd
her bubble Of exaltation, and she rode down
Sixth-ave. full Of anger for her patient lover
EOR six weeks Jewels life was bounded on
l. the north, south. east, and west by re-
citals. concerts. and the opera. Wherever
Sipnor Abelard sang. there was she, steeping
her senses in the charm OF his really remark
able voice, in imagination consecratlng hcr
life to him in throes OF utter self Devotion
1t came upon Jewel almost as a blow
when Daisy Redmond proposed, in quite, a
matter Of fact way, to take her round to the
stage after one Of the afternoon recltals and
introduce Signor Abelard to her.
"Hc teaches my sister; 50 there no
trouble in getting at him, said DaiSy,
How queer YOU look. Are YOU sick'
You're all spotted red and white.
~Tm-I'm rather dizzy, said Jewel truth
fully. You never told me that you knew
Signor Abelard." ., .,
@Didn't |, Very likely not: probably /
never thought Of it. He's pretty unintcr-
csting. When he isn't singing he might as
well be dead. never shall understand how
people with no brains sing and act as iacy
do. Come on Don't you want TO: added
Daisy.
Did she want to, Jewel could not tell
She rose longing vet fearing TO meet her
ideal. and followed her guide, trembling IN
every limb. the hat she was too bcwlldcred
to replace still in her hand.
She found herself murmuring something
rs she extended her hand to be clasped by
himl She heard that voice repeat her nainc'
She summoned courage and raised her eyes
10 the large black ones above her lie was
not SO beautiful at shorter range Even III
that first glance level was conscious thal
there was something one might Wl'h di.ici- i.i
cnt in the lines about the nose and lips. hey
were not clear cut, nor-could It bc;-pcr-
fcctly refined
NOU Ike TO hear me sing demanded
YES. Signor Abclard. Jewel said family
The great man irOWncl Ollt 1S'' i'O
said. LET me tell YOU hat better voice
den dat fat De Reszkc. | am de greadeSt
tenor in dis vorlt
Il have often thought that YOU must be
greater than any in the next world Signor'
said foolish Jewel plucking up heart.
The tenor's brow cleared; this praise was
nearly commensurate with his vanity.
YES" he said Il am glad YOU see dose
t'ings right Vat YOU t'ink; N.Y. doctor
won't lct me eat no more suppcrs, Miss Red-
mond, Is not that scVccklich, Miss Rcd
mond;"
Pretty hard. laughed Daisy.
But YOU lean on the soul Of Beethoven:
YOU are led by the genius Of the masters
cried level rapturously. 40 one can inter
prct them as YOU DO. How marycIously YOU
sang that Tristan aria"
You ike it, |, j, brctty song sad
the great man inlifcrcntly.
(which Do YOU love better, Beethoven or
Wagner" cried Jewel eagerly
~.Ick. ! don't know. Dcy's bot pig men.
Il makes nodlings ont vich YOU sing. )cy
bot make YOU sweat 20 sing dose intcrludes.
| guess one day III sing only nice songs mt
tune, not dose tings vat strain your
voice. Ven / made all dc moneys ! need !
drop All lis grand opera and sing afternoons
only to brctty girls ike YOU at two fifty or
tree dollars q head" And Paolo Abclard