The aegis & intelligencer. [volume] (Bel Air, Md.) 1864-1923, 1916-12-29
Mothers
Emerald
A Love Story.
By AGNES C. BROGAN

"htu tuthcE uibt bpOhb VI brtubiuH
the student to board was glad. Amy
new companionship seemed promising,
But when considered that the stu.
dent being musical, might also DO the
possessor OF an uncertain temperament
my troubles appeared to DO increasing.
One like father was bad enough In any
family, dying OF on the slightest provo
cation into at Of temper or, In his
better moods, listening apparently
with an appreclative smile as one re.
lated some personal incident, only to
and ut its conclusion that his mind
had been engaged with some beloved
''score." Nora. the cook, was my only
comfort, and Nora had not what one
might call an understanding mind.
Father told me his plan one evening
with his customary hardness. The stu.
dent was TO arrive at o'clock and
the south room to DO prepared for his
disposal. He was coming free" upon
condition Of exchanging secretary
work for lessons. This alone was a
recommendation to the students mu.
steal ability, Father would receive no
pupil without promise Of skill. Bx.
citedly no named the young man m
Ibis discovery" Eric Knowlsons fu
ture, no said, was assured. 30 went
to mothers picture about It. l have
a way Of going to mothers picture In
all my Joys und perplexities to receive
advice from Its soft eyes. You Bee
mother left this world rs | entered
slipping out very silently before even
my baby arms could reach her,
Mother" sighed. IF We must have
another man In this house, oh, let IN
hope that he may be snne onef My
experience with men ended with fa
Their. nnd ] fancied them oil like him
Nora encouraged me In this belief
'4T'hey're all the very old devil" she
said. And with her remark In my ears
ran into the music room and Incl
dentally also into the student. The
sudden encounter surprised him an
much M It did me. He had been re
moving his violin from its case, whis-
Ting softly. His whistle stopped
abruptly. Then after we had stared
at each other awhile he bowed.
ERIC Knowlson." he explained.
"Mercyr exclaimed rudely. IL
should never have guessed It Not the
violinistT
"The same" he replied. "long hair
and soulful eyes missing perhaps" He
smiled. 'Bound to be failure, then
None OF the essentials"
II am Professor Ludlow's dnuRh
ter" stifiiy reproved him, land viii
show you TO your ROOM"
ut In my turn TO say 'Merryr ! neg
or should have guessed H." the young
man remarked pleasantly. Your IA
Their has always spoken OF you M my
daughter. the housekeeper.' Naturally
| imag ined q staid, sensible appearing
sort Of person. Again. none Of the o.
sentials."
Suddenly my smile answered his.
"You shall see." I challenged. 30.
with free and merry chatter, we found
ourselves In the short space before
d,nner mon astonisbinely friendly
,erma 4, WINS fathers forbIdd,ne pres
enc. vb,cb cos, sormoiitv over tho
aoa, A,,srward ,non Tho ton step of
the stairs, ! listened 10 their music,
,s,ber n, tho n,.no tho studopt with
NE ,,o,,, And the sweet strains NJ
the INSTRUMENT NJ bia cbormed toucb
consod ov.n mn surfoi,ed with music
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one Gay ETC .o'u me 'n' s'o'' "
MS hIe cneVeh'Iui II IN" "ecn. ye'
one OF sncrInce. His miner, V'oi'h'
isf, had deserted Eric ana DIS motner
just MS the lad was beginning 10 realize
bis Inherited musical gift. After that
he had quietly laid his ambition aside
with bis violin and turned to care for
bis mother And now she was dead.
now only had he dared 10 indulge his
dreams. and father In q measure had
made this possible. For himself money