Evening star., 1914-02-17

Tiffany sat in the warm dusk of :
Sonlbay winter twilight, idle alId silent
amid all the talk and laughter aboUl
Ter. 1t was mail day. and society had
collected at The yacht clue. The lawn
overlooking the sea was crowded with
women in beautiful gowns. their man fox
N close attendance But the tea tables
~ the iarbor wall were sparsely ttiled
with people who preferred to laze and
gossip IDLY, watching the gay crowd be
ond. TIE guests AZ tiffany table had
drawn ia about ou. pretty. i5iU%Esile
oman s,Iost. Nl,i, aIa.k l.,.t shadow ii
p harujus riduaute face nose iigl L
..4rted chatter ke!t eh" whole sEoUI
unused ard interested
Tiffany sat apart, watching rather visit
lily. She was hardly 4 social success,
mis- quaint prin liJtl- gIri, Jut that WITS
not her beautiful Aunt joys fault. as
rifle herself would nave been the :'rst
20 admit. JOY had done her best, ana Il
as TiffanyS own fault. her etiveF shy
'rays. her self-conscIousness, her uneN-
lected bursts of candor. tiI.tt had mace
women vot, her stupid and meIt E'ass
er by for more conStni1i partners III
auys own anlbition had seen TO 40
-omethiuS -someth,nS real and vital
- study. work. train Tor : nurse os 4
e;tchcr But Tiffie Uncle HRd guardian
ad st.rnly pcoh-poohet tHe idea aud
arried her Oft TO Bombay and 4 round OF
-ayety utterly uncUuccnial to her
The girl adorcd h.r aunt tit one
.IZzle Of her existence WAS how any
'ue SO perfect had CONF o marry 50
N'ry ordinary a man ss fier ncie fet'i-
or Joy Seatoun was perfection III -ier
aIece's simple eyes.
Then, too, I'LL q year .tSo there had
teen little Honey, Joys child. Tifhe ;
yes hlled with tears as she thouSI !, I
oI her iost idol Hone-' had been t'u'cA
20 ind uut Tiftie's genuine WORTH as
children VII. and Iirtie. who had never
A4d much love ia all her aumble exist
Cnco, had idoIized the child in rctGFu-
Tifhe remembered her aunts face when
she came out Of the room where lton' $
iay so fast asleep. with the m2riGolds
from her own little garden fading III her
quiet hands She had thought then that
her aunt would never laugh again. never
more be the same dear. Siorlously HAPPY
Joy She had known and loved But it
hsad taken only a very few short !uonths
for her 70 forget her sorrow I" go
about TO the parties Sir Peter thought
SO necessary for Tjffie and that the g!rt
hated SO heartily. She could even sing
the songs Honey had loved without d
trerlor IN her beautiful voice
Titiie could not understand II at all
,v- o@u Irliser- was Keen. She
had nu.Svd and openly INDUCED her
sorrow Till she had nearly driven her
aunt frantic. she huCged the thought
TO herself that she was the only one
left to eaTc now hating herself for
forgetting even . little. when of late
love had come 10 her to ill her heart
with new joy and pain And now d
l-ew sorrow had coIlle to her THe man
she thought :treH for heU, the man
she had learned to love, was goine
away without ever having said a word
of ali she had sometimes thought she
could read in his eyes.
Perhaps. thought poor Title bitterly.
I'll er. Hs.l p-NI-- n
rect as Aunt Joy-Joy who had every
thing at her feet-love and wealth and
I.eauty. Joy who could even forget
her sorrows so easjls!
y a1iaint eastern JroEer!, she had
heard somewhere fio;tted ip her mind
words that fitted JOY to perfeetioIG
She remembered telling l4rr about il
once. and her aunt L.jd only laughed
. Tho seller of Perfumes that va:
IL How did it 20. HeNs only tht
du~t of the rose leaves remains to the
.:sart OF the seller Of perfumes.
JuN vas i merchant who sold all her
suites for love. You had but TO ask
.:.si sli. was eager to 2iH, YOU Of her
hest. The girl wondered vaguely what
tsc proverb really meant. II vas
et,stern, Of course. and queer and ms &
IL, like all eastern things And y
'au= was not very imaginative. II die
lot Stem At all appropriate nov some
Apw.
! beg your pardon. said Tjtiie, sid :
,.cGlly conscious That scme one was
speaking behind he. w ny. ! thouSht
uu had LETT Bombay fur good She
~aid as She rose ana followed the
speaker out on TO the laETli unl!otie'a
~ any OF the others at the table.
Ii was a very different vtUy radiant
tiffany who rejoiaed her aunt when 1t
Vas time 20 20 nome The c.e>i' happy
ilgat in her cyes must aitEe 0etfatt td tisf
=e:ret at once. for JoT whispered, " tl'
.gas Il, Title
TIiti,. only laughed and shook her head.
3ier glorious secret Ns4s tnr too precious
tell all III u hurry Ike that She ~as
.:l;.d taat just then they Tuct two tu.lY
y lo were coTetas to dinner with iaelll
nd whom Lady SettVNu persuaded Il Ia
-.,4rn Win tieT IN tie carriage. When
10y re4rhssi homie Slr Peccr Lirri, Z
-ssrv on. into t.t dining room lt ortne,
trslnIs heEatss ii Was already ton min
.tes iGte
rs soon - She posslb-v could ~. zis!
-iirpe4 OR by herseH INTO the gardea
i,tr@ 1s,a.54I.e i34vl tle al with It's
t..l l2rsi sc, aud lle aIuoui1ei .},ri 81 .sa
-lr5ii,s- ,lJT- r.s .iI.d aloss0laiug trees ss'GG
tfr LITTLE "a rsSes su3 stC h"t! of
s'es : tss,it sste Tie only EneA-h Ho~e. s
'advn air of Eombay. The moonlight
burned golden TOO. ON the he'd Of nod ing
rnarigoids that Honey had planted and
cared fer With ssca pride. Bat not even
the memory Of Honey could mar Title 5
itpplttSS lilal n S.-l
Sugar. the quaint little fox terrier that
loved the girl far better than master
who never could bother to feed or pet
her. or TAX her out for a run where
there was queer dancing water 10 bark
at and delicious vet sand to roll in
sugar crePt up close to her now. and they
sat very sti., While TiIfie dreamed over
again every word and look and move
Inent 8: saose tew perfect moments at
the clCo.
presently .o,cfs came tn her from, +ba
open drawing room door, voices and
laughter and the notes of piano Then
q pure, glorious contraIto voice Hoated
out. singing some words ~ Fiona Mae
leod's. set 10 q haEntirg old world air
oS. Ely. Ei,g. dear To rlr. dear aud sweet
All night l"rS ] ia hearing th- soIrG ~ yau-
litf,s running fer3.
Tie SOUND e. your raasi-, f-; fa.t !.A. the
sea-hoefs t-at.
music by Sigh: and dly T..r on ;he ss.ds
OF tE he4rt- LILY eaess-
The souE xas a favor4te lgitt Sir Peter.
Honey had loved il best OF all. with the
ODD instinct Of Il child for sorrowful
things. Now the sorrow OF words ard
air brought the tears 20 TITLES eyes as
she listened She wondered ho.s her aunt
could sing that song, though her loss was
now = year old.
If i was me" thought poor Tiff.
tearfuily and uESr;uualatisalIv IF il
was I,:E cssild l know ! could never sing
Il again.
The s3:g went on
Eiy. Ei.S, khy. put OF yD4= wee halds crcu1 tae
IT'S pain they arc making the-e where 10 more