The Wahpeton times. [volume] (Wahpeton, Richland County, Dakota [N.D.]) 1879-1919, 1918-08-29

few I-I@ The voice Of the little
servant broke.
lyon play? You1" he asked amazed.
She nodded sorrowfully. 81 came here
from Vermont to study-I had sum
OF money. to pay expenses-I was
obliged to break into it to pay for an
Illness. and I came at last to board
'here-then got behind with my board
and she-Mrs. Beals-seized my violin,
and I am working out What 1 owe her.
II 10 2 weary task paying old scores
and trying to pay current expenses."
"You poor child" said Felix simply.
.Yeu have stopped the lessonsr' 10
asked
long ago"
who was yeur tsecherr'
sBenseet."
..Adeaph Bensests Then you must
possesssehnusual talent or he would
aot ,hese bofheredl I au sorry. leIs6
Annabella"
i 's9eenk ysu." shs said sratefully.
ard ApW. if yo1 WA excuse ma ~,
Dare. ! viii return to my duties aaA
Yrepars yyoaf room. Ny work has q.
!Naya, been, below stairs, a.. IN
kiteAea, hst -.ahe ahambA9salit u
xhisis p0rnii an,6 ~ ~ Slusttpe& A1i6:
'andS ,l'.mast hssten-ws have saobsf'
1t a., ~.
A.; Felix left the room Nrs, Bsais
,pOked her head through tina halun$efa.
.:You. Annabelle!" she called.
sHave that room ready in half an
,hour-the man has brought the dsh
for supper and the table isn't even
set!" She nodded sourly at the new
-hearder as he came down the stairs.
Lazy thing. that girl" she muttered
,edts his benefit. doesn't want to do
g thing except fiddle. fiddle, all day
Ing! Fiddling don't earn good
money, so say tn
D, I'm sorry, to hear you say that,
Beals," returned Felix mischiev-
Msly.s II forgot to tell you that I'm
the Excelsior orchestra"
Mrs. Beals eyed him suspiclously.
don't know as I mentioned that
I'd like my hoard in advance"
Certainly" agreed Felix drawing
outfits pockcthook
: Mrs. Reals yrcttlily counted the
money and when the transaction was
concluded, she asked. "My stepson
didn't send ME any money by you,
did he?"
/ Felix smiled. He could not tell her
that Dan BcalS owed him 5000. $50
Dan is not your own son?" was all he
asked.
II should hope not" she cried de-
voutly. II was childless widder
when married Dams pa and that boy
has been the plague of my life. Make
yourself free of the parlor, Mr.. Dare. -
Felix threw himself in a chair In
the stuffy little room in which each
separate article appeared to quarrel
with the other. If Mrs. Reals was not
the own mother of the unfortunate
Dan, Felix did not feel any RESPONSE
bility concerning her welfare. Mrs.
Beals appeared to be fully able to
take care of herself.
"One week will do me-" sighed Felix
as he took out newspaper and began
to read. But face came between him
and the printed page-the wistful face
of Annabelle.
81 wonder when she will have paid
her debt?" he Dused.
Then an odor of frying fish insinu-
ated itself through the house and the
advent of sundry tired and shabby
looking men and women, who found a
home here after a hard days work in
stbre or factory, told him that Anna
belle hail left his room ready for his
occupancy and that she was at her
post of duty downstairs.
Four T weeks passed and found
Felix Dare still an occupant of Mrs.
Beals' front room. While Annabelle
marveled that an artist like Dare
should be content in that sordid at
mosphere, she was glad that he re-
manned. Wonderful music came from
his room. Dreamy strains waited up
to hnnabclle's attic room. and after
awhile She learned to translate their
meaning. He was playing to her!
Felix Dare's wooing covered a
period of many weeks, but he did not
give verbal utterance to his love
until one day after Annabelle had
paid off her debt and moved away.
Then he went to see her in her
new boarding place far from Catalpa
Villa; ard in the stiff parlOr of this
new temporary home he told her the
most wonderful story in the world.
The following Sunday evening they
went for trolley ride, and Felix
stopped the car 2t a shabby street
and led A9nabelle past Catalpa Villa.
The moon was shining on the lonely
catalpa tree. on the hopelessness Of
Hope Cottage and the provinces Of
Greenlawn.
"Catalpa villa is beautiful spot"
said Felix seriously. ut will always
be beautiful in my sight, dear-guess
why?"
X Because we met there - and be-
cause Love transforms all that is ugly
and sorGlid," whispered Annabelle.
Only Thing She Didn't Know.