The Parma herald. (Parma, Idaho) 1903-1917, 1914-07-23

| living carpenters square hlnyea r~
| porter and the director recosn,gaa
| parsonage: the proprietor recovn,-
| tbs man. 1t was OF no conpe,,nars1
| that the new arrival called b,msa,,
Herr Rosen. He was assigned to :
suite OF rooms. and ON returning -
the bureau, the proprietor sou,ntas
his eyes abstractedly. He knew avas1
woman of Importance at that Tina ~
siding on the Point. Certainly II con,s
be none OF these. Himmell He strra,.
his hands together. So that was ~.
the singer. He recalled the hints r.
certain newspaper paragraphs the IN
tie tales with the names left tn H.
imagination. So that was IT?
What woman! Men looked AT bsr
and went mad. And not SO long ago
one had abducted her in Paris. The
proprietor threw up his hands in ia
spair. What was going to happen ~
the peace OF this bucolic spot? Tba
youth permitted nothing to stand IN
his way, and the singers father was
retired fighter with boxing gloyeor
In the ballroom that evening tho.
little son Of Satan called malice-aforo'
thought took possession of Nora. ana
there was havoc II a certain Amor
lean countess had not patronized her.
If certain lorgnettes implements q,
torture used by said son Of SATAN had
not been leveled in her direction Il
certain fans had not been suggestivelv
spread between pairs of feminine
heads,-Nora would have been as
harmless as a playful kitten.
From door to door of the ballroom
her mother fiuttered like a hen with
duckling Even Celeste was dis.
turbed, for she saw that Nora's con.
duct was not due to any light-hearted
fun. There was something bitter and
ironic cloaked by chose smiles. that
tinkle of laughter. In fact, Nora from
Tuscany firted outrageously. The
Barone sulked and tore at his mus
tache. He committed any number
of murders, by eye and by wish. When
his time came to dance with the mis-
chief-maker. he whirled her around
savagely, and never said a word: and
once done with, he sternly returned
her to her mother, which he deemed
the wisest course to pursue.
Mora, you are behaving abomin-
ably!' whispered her mother, pale with
indignation.
Well, | am having a good time
Your dance? Thank YOU"
And tender young American led
her through the mazes of the waltz az
some poet who knew what he was
about phrased 1t.
BY way of parenthesis Herr Rosen
marched up the hill and down again.
something after the manner of a GER
tain warrior king celebrated in verse
The object of his visit had gone to the
ball at Cadenabbia. At the hotel he
demanded a motor boat. There was
none to be had. In furious state OF
mind he engaged two oarsmen to row
him across the lake.
And so it came to pass that when
Nora, suddenly grown weary of the
play, full of bitterness and distaste,
hating herself and every one else In
the world, stole out to the quay to
commune with the moon, she saw him
Jump from the boat to the landing,
scorning the steps. Instantly she drew
her lace mantle closely about her face.
1t was useless. In the man the hunt
er's instinct was much too keen.
SO have found you'll"
One would say that had been in
hiding?' coldly
From me, always. l have left ev-
erything-duty, obligations-to seek
you"
From any other man that might be
4 compliment"
Il am a prince" he said proudly.
She faced him with that quick reso-
utlon, that swift forming of purpose,
which has made the Irish SO difficult
N argument and persuasion. will
you marry me? Win you make me
your wife legally? Before all the
world? viii you surrender, for the
sake of this love you profess, your
light to a great Inheritance? Will you
'lsk the anger and the iron hand of
your father for my sake?"
Herr Gotti | am mad!" He coy
cred his eyes.
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