American Falls press. [volume] (American Falls, Idaho) 1907-1937, 1914-02-19

OO 1Ou ndPpC W hnOM any u Jul d.
Spanish songs?" pursued Estrilla-
only Juanita. l think-and La Pa
Iona"
Estrilla looked as though he might
have laughed but for Spanish polite
ness.
Those are Spanish for outside con-
sumption, as when the English call
your cheap-oil-cloth is 1t not-'Ameri-
can cloth Let me sing to you-but
a Spanish song does not go well with
the piano"
There's a guitar over in the al
cove" announced Betsy-Barbara-
~"Far-seeing maidenl" exclaimed Els
trilla with such a delicious Spanish
roll on the vowels that Betsy-Barbara
laughed a little; and he, as though un-
Outstanding, laughed with her.
So he tuned the guitar, Betsy-Bar-
bara finding the key for him on the
piano. And while he tweaked the
strings, he made comment on them,
as:
"This-you hearts the angel-string.
1t is for celestial harmonies. One can
not go wrong on this string; but it is
too fine and high to make all our mu-
sic. This is the man-string. You can
go very right or very wrong on this
one" "Thees one" he pronounced it;
and he drew out the vowels as though
lingering on the thought. This is the
woman-string. Listen-how discord-
ant nowl tune it to the man-string,
for l am God Of this little world-and
now how beautiful"
You are talking poetry" said Bet
sy-Barbara; and thought of the phrase
ar somewhat awkward.
"Ah, but l am inspired" replied Els
trilla.
Gle surely doesn't mean me-
thought Betsy-Barbara, that would bt
too d%eliciousi" However, he was look
ing not at her but at the ~guitar.)
He strummed little shimmerinl
chords as he spoke. He fell to silence
but still the dangerous music ~quiveret
from the guitar. Betsy-Barbara turne'
about on the piano stool, her hand
folded lightly in her lap, her eyes cas-
down.
It was many years before Betsy-Bai
bara, looking back over everything
could analyze the feeling of that me
ment, could put 1t in it's true relatio
O to herself and her life. At the tim
d she knew only that she sat there in
Z passive, embarrassed, but inert, thu
d she felt shame yet also a furtive plea
e ure at the steady look Of those cares
ing eyes. It lasted only a moment.
The outer door slammed violently
h Betsy-Barbara started as thong
s caught In something guilty. She hee
tated a moment for fear Of shown
b. her feelings to Estrilla. Then st
walked out into the hall. There wa
no one in sight. That seemed cur
s. GUS, since the hall stairs were not ca
peted, and one could hear footstep
1t was as though some one had opene
a the front IGOR and then quickly close
T. it again without entering. When 81
ia turned back, puzzled, she felt the n
cessity for explanation.
- Il thought it might be Miss Har
ing" she said, falsely-"I wanted
IN see her"
He only smiled the same caressir
smile. But the spell was cracked; al
Betsy-Barbara herself completed Il
break. Half an hour later she wing
= a hint, which he caught mid-course,
=, he seemed to catch every delica
- shaft of meaning. He rose and baI
her a formal good night. Il hope l mt
- sing with you again." he said at pa
ing.
Betsy-Barbara went to her ov
room. She dwadled over her prepaI
~ lions for undressing, making a doz
li starts and stops. She was not sleep