Mountain advocate. (Barbourville, Ky.) 1904-1935, 1914-05-29
CHAPTER v-contInued.

CHAPTER N-Continueu'
Nora. as she stood In the full morn
ing sunlight, was like to gladden. the
eyes Of all mankind. She was beauti-
full, and all adjectives applicable Woulo
but serve TO confuse rather than 70
embellieh her physical excellence. she
was as beautiful as a garden rose Is,
needing no defense, no ramparts Oh
GLOWING phrases. The day OF poets Is
gone, otherwise she would have been
sung in cantos. She was tall, shapely,
deep bosomed, flne-skinned. Critics.
In praising her charms, delved into
mythology and folklore for comparl-
sons. until there wasn't n goddess LETT
on Olympus or on Northland's Icy
capes; and when these images became
little shop-worn, referred to certain
masterpieces of the old fellows VINO
had left nothing more to be said in
oils. Nora enjoyed 1t all.
She had not been happy in the selec-
ton of her stage name; but she hau
| chosen Eleanora da Toscana because
she believed there was good luck in
Il. Once, long before the world knew
Of her, she had returned home from
Italy Unexpectedly. MOLLY, here's
Nora. from Tuscany" her delighted
father had cried who at that time
had a nebulous idea that Tuscany was
somewhere in Ireland because 1t had
Celtic ring TO it. Being filled with love
of Italy. its tongue, its history, its
physical beauty, she naively trans
| stNfe-o Pror, T,tSnanv" infn Ital-
ian, and declared that when she went
upon the stage she would be known
by that name. There had been some
smiling over the pseudonym; but
Nora was Irish enough to cling to it.
BY and by the great music-loving pub
lie ceased to concern itself about her
name; it was her fresh beauty and
her wonderful voice they craved to see
and hear. Kings and queens, EN-
perors and expresses, princes and
princesses-what is called royalty ant
nobility In the newspapers freely gave
her homage. Quite rise In the worlc
for a little girl who had once lived II
a shabby apartment in New York ant
run barefooted on the wet asphalts
summer nights!
But Nora was not recalling thu
happy scenes OF her childhood; in
deed, no; she was still threatening
Paris. Once there. she would not lacl
for reprisals. To have played on he
pityl To have made a lure of he
tender concern for the unfortunate
i Never would she forgive such base
ness. And only little while ago sh
had been as happy as the nightingale
to which they compared her. Neve
had she wronged anyone; she had beel
kindness and thoughtfulness to al
with whom she had come in contact
Rnt from now on! Her fiI
gers frightened round the bars. Sh
: might have posed as Dido when sh
} learned that the noble Aeneas wa
dead. War, war; woe to the moths VIII
| fiuttered about her head hereafter!
: All. but had she been happy? He
, hands slid down the bars. Her e1
preston changed. The mouth dropped
. the eaglelight in her eyes dimmeC
> From out the bright morning, som'
Y where, had come weariness. and wit
this came weakness. and finally, tear
She heard the key turn in the loci
l They had never come so early befor'
J, She was astonished 10 see that he
IA taller did not close the door as usua
d He put down the breakfast tray on tn
/ table. There was tea and toast an
fruit.
II ''Mademoiselle. there has been q te
D rible mistake" said the man humbly
"Ah! SO you have found that QUIT
y she cried.
8. "Yes. You are not the person fC
n whom this room was intended" Whic
o was half a truth and perfectly tru
IL paradoxical as II may seem. Eat you
breakfast in peace. You are fire.
d mademoiselie"
Is Free? You will not hinder me II
" walk through that door,?
n mo, mademolselle. On the co
trary. shall be very glad, and so vi
10 nv brother. who guards you at nigh
% I, repeat. there has beea a frightful mi
a, take. Monsieur Champeaux ;
Monsieur Champeauxr Nora vi
~ bewildered. She had never heard IN
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