Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 20, Number 50, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 7 June 1890 — Page 7

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By II. A. HAOTS.

EAR MISS ROGERS—It is some time since we have seen or heard of you, but I hope you have not quite forgotten us. I ant sure you will lie sorry to hear that our dear Alice is far from »trong just now, and has

-C'CTi ordered changeof scene and air: in act, a few weeks* travel on the continent what she requires. Unluckily, my husatins still so much of an invalid that i« impossible for me to leave him hut. ^:"meuiherinff the fond npsx you have often tossed to nu* of trav«*liu^c. I venture a#k

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daughter Of cour«t» you will have jt expenses. and we will 'n:ikt* up to ••U ili'' «r voiir. .valuable time.

f«»r si fiivonihl.* answer, -'.lelievo

si/.' verv truly your*. -UOSK 1'ATTJJKSON, "P. S.—Alice is engaged to be inured to a Mr. Vanbruton: the match is ji we could wirth."

The lady to whom this letter was adJresBed read it through earofully twice, [and then, ntill keeping it open in her hand, she turned to apeak to her corao,nion. a man who was occupying the *nly armchair in a very meagerly furilshed Kitting rooin.

I have an Invitation here." sho said "I think I shall accept it." Tins elicited no response except a grunt, so Miss Tlogcrn continued: "it is from Mrs. Paterson, a lady I met two or three years go alio wishes me to chaperon her laughter, to go abroad with her. What

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you «ay to it, Dick?" Her brother, thus appealed to. removed his pipo from his mouth, and regarded his sister intently. She was worth looking at, but was by no means a handsome woman her hair was a dull black, and her eyebrows were too thick, while her eyelids drooped, so that her eyes, her best feature. ..uppeared half shut but ier figure was good, and her hands and feet small altogether she was interesting, and although always pronounced plain, she often received more attention than many better looking women. "You evidently intend to go." replied her brother: "so. whatever I said would not make any difference to your plans, hut my opinion is that Mrs. Patterson is a nroli woman, and that 1 should hardly choose you. my dear Anna, as duenna to tuy only daughter."

Miss Rogers did not appear to bo offended at this candid but not flattering opinion of her merits, but proceeded to mako observations on the letter. "Sho will pay all my expenses and mako up to me the loss of my valuable time. Very valuable, is It not? It is chiefly spent sittiug here, waiting for pupils who never come. Miss Patterson in engaged. Tho match Is all they could wish so I conclude this Mr. Vanbruton is wealthy." "You had better answer it at onco,'' said Dick, "and And out how soon you avo going, and other particulars and, Anna," ho added, crossing tho room and touching her affectionately on tho shoulder, "your luck is on tho turn don't abuse it." "What do you mean?" asked his sister coldly. "I mean, that with you^good luck Inrariably means—mischief. You know. never interfere with your arrangements, but for once, I ontreat you, be straightforward, and don't attempt to fool these people, who wish to do you a kindness."

Anna laughed. "Have you taken to preaching, Dick? Surely it will be a case «f fUie blind leading the blind! Besides, I im not so sure about the intended kindth ess You hire a servant, because you i!Fwish for some one to work for you, and you pay that servant, not because it is a kindness but l»eeause it is a necessity.

If I recollect Miss Patterson rightly, she will consider me as a sort of upper servant and treat me accordingly." "Then, my dear, if I were you, I should certainly refuse the place," replied Dick promptly. "We are not precisely beggars, so you can choose which you would rather do." "I have made up my mind and shall go. It would lx folly to throw away a good chance for fear of a little unpleasantness," said Anna, and seated herself the table to write her answer. Dick went to the window and surveyed the grimy view of innumerable chimney jxts and the

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gardens of the houses

opposite. Presently he remarked: "l am trying to think what is your 'good chance' in tins expedition, but 1 give it up. unless it is that you expect to pick up a husband." "Perhaps you have guessed it," murmured his sister sweetly, "although you have worded it coarsely However, 1 advise you not to trouble yourself about it, and if you are going out, please post this letter.v

He took tho letter,, and Isent down and kissed her. saying gently. "I am not a particularly good man, Anna, but I doubt if you will ever find a husbaiU aa sincerely fond of you as I am. You see, I have (he advantage or disadvantage of being thoroughly acquainted with all your faults, and yet my affection doesn't cool." And laughing a little at himself for displaying such unwonted feelings, he swaggered to the door, and went out, slamming it atier him. Miss Rogers' hard face had softened considerably dur-: ing her brother's hriePtiaranguev "He may not be a good man, sand I am certainly a worse woman, but I think nothing will ever come between tu, dear old Dick," she thought. "$tiU, I shall keep to my little plan* 'Btcry man for himself,' And Hiss Rogers rang the belt to order her tea, a liking for which beverage smrely both good and bad women agree In.

Uaythorpe Manor was a large, square

built bduse of by no means a picturesque exterior, but very spacious and com fortable within. It had no rambling corridors, or old oak staircases no deep window seats or other romantic nooks, and, above all, no odd little steps in dark and unexpected places, giving terrible shocks to the nervous systems of the uninitiated, who unwarily approach them, and either stumble up or stumble down, a.1 the case may be. The owner, Mr. Patterson, who had built tiiis house, was exceedingly matter-of-fact, and preferred what lie allied "solid comfort" to uncomfortable picturesqueness, and considered that new built houses should be new fashioned and not old. The hall, however, combined something of the picturesque with all the comfort, and waa the favorite sitting room in the house, Mrs. and Miss Patterson were sitting here one hot afternoon towards the end of July, the former busily knitting a woolen stocking, which made one warm even to look ait, and the latter lazily swinging herself to and fro in a rocking chair. "I wish, Alice," observed Mrs. Patterson, laying down her stocking and surveying her daughter with a disapproving •air. "I wish you could find something to lo. the heat is not so great but that you might exert yourself a little."

Alice opened her pretty Jblue eyes and stopped rocking. "I am exerting myself terribly," she replied. "1 am composing, not an ode, but a letter to my beloved. Are you satisfied. mother dear?"

And bent down and kissed her.

"1 think you speak of Mr. Vanbruton in a very flippant way." said Mrs. Patterson severely. "Does he not do everything he can to please you? and you are very capricious. You really hardly deservo such a man." "He is a dear old thing.and I am very fond of him." replied Mr. Vanbruton fiancee carelessly. "But you can hardly expect mo to be passionately in love with him he has twenty thousand a year, but ho Is eighteen years my senior, and is already getting stout." And she shut her eyes as if she had discussed tho subject sufficiently.

Her mother was silent for a few moments, and then said gently: "Are you sure, dear, that you have quite given, up thinking of that other— of Mr. Mayne?"

The girl moved her head restlessly, and her face flushed. "Mother," she replied gently, "is not that subject tabooed? We agreed not to refer to Gerald Mayne again. I only remember that in six months 1 become Mr. Vanbruton's wifo, that to-morrow I go abroad, and that Miss Rogers may arrive at any minute." "Dear met So she will. I do hope, Alice, that you have got over your absurd prejudice against her, and that at least you will be tolerably cordial to her." "I don't suppose we shall quarrel, but I shall never liko her. There is the carriage coming up tho drive." Miss Patterson rose from her chair and sauntered to tho window which overlooked the front park. "Her luggage won't trouble us much In being over weight." she remarked. "Sho has one box which would be just large enough to hold my hats."

Half an hour later Mrs, Patterson and her guest were sitting alone in tho former's boudoir.

Miss Rogers hardly looked as if she had just arrived after a rather tedious journey. Tidiness was her great, some people said her only, virtue and her worst enemy could not say that sho ever looked anything but neat.

Yes. we are very pleased about her engagement." the fond mother was saying. "Though she has mouey of her own, we could nover have dreamt of allowing her to marry a man with none, and Mr. Vanbruton is very wealthy, and has been most generous as to settlements."'

Miss Rogers' dark eyes flashed, but she mid indifferently, "Quite 1 paragon! and does his face equal his fortune?"

Different people have different tastes," replied Mrs. Patterson stiffly. "His is a good, clever face, which is better to my mind than mere physical beauty." "Is he young?" inquired Miss Rogers, mentally noting that he was plain. "Of course, of course but as you will probably meet him abroad, you will be able to jud ?e for yourself," said Mrs. Patterson, growing rather impatient at being so catechised, and then growing confidential, she continued: "I must tell you that dear Alice had once a slight penchant for another gentleman, bat we forbade tho match, as he hat! absolutely next to no money. She is sincerely attached to her future husband, but I do not think it wise ever to let her mind dwell on him, the other, you know so you must watch her, and see that she is always amused, and docs not mope. I mq sun? you understand and now I will show you your room, as yon must require some rest before tea-**

Mrs. Patterson led her visitor through tho hall and up stairs, and showed her Into a large, airy bedroom, with windows overlooking the woods which skirted the park: end with the ratal polite hope that she would be comfortable. left Iter alone.

Mm Rogers divested herself of her bonnet and cloak, and, without even glancing at the glass, placed herself at

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the writing table and proceeded to write her soup, she leant back in her chair and to her brother. She wrote steadily and filled one sheet, and then tore off a fresh half and continued: "And now. dear old Dick, as you are not here to scold me, I wjll confide to you my little plan. I hear that in every probability we shall meet this millionaire, Mr. Vanbruton, during our sojourn at Lucerne. Miss Alice, who has a nice little fortune of her own, wa» once, and I believe ia still, in love with a gentlemanly pauper, but the stern parents have sent the said pauper about lus business. Why should not I do evil that good may come? Why should not I fascinate her present fiance and marry him myself, while, to soothe her jilted feelings, Miss Patterson's parents will unite her to her impecunious sweetheart, and we shall all be happy ever af ter?" Miss Rogers broke off here and thought awhile. The window was open, and the soft breeze stole in. and played with the papers on the table and ruffled the writer's smooth hair. "I do not think 1 will confide in him, after all suppose I failed, he would laugh at me." And acting on this idea. Miss Rogers pushed the extra Jialf sheet towards the edge of the table, and. signing her name to the other, put it in an envelope and addressed it At that moment there came a knock at the door, and involuntarily she called out. "Come in." and Alice entered.

The sudden draught caused the gentle breeze to become mischievous, and it scattered the loose sheets of paper about the table and on the floor. "Tea is reaciy," announced Alice, advancing towards the writing table "Thank you. I will come," said Anna, quickly, and began nervously to pick up the papers and sort them.

Let me help you. I am afraid it was my fault," exclaimed the other. "No. no, not for worlds—I mean please don't trouble yourself. I think I have collected them all now." Anna glanced at the bundle of papers she held in her hand, and, seeing one with writing on it, stuffed them all into the blotting book. "I am ready and will come down with you." she added, and the two ladies descended and found Mrs. Patterson and tea awaiting them in the hall. Miss Rogers presently exclaimed that she had dropped her handkerchief. "I saw it on a chair in your room. I will fetch it for you," Alice 6aid, and jumping up ran to fetch It. She returned in five or six minutes with the handkerchief. "It had got blown away under a table,", sho explained. When Miss Rogers went to dress fof dinner she anxiously searched her blotting book for the missing half sheet: but alas! in vain. What she had thought was her letter is only a few addresses written by some former occupant of the room. "It must have been blown out of the window," Anna thought, with resignation, as sho watched something white gayly sailing in the wind over the shrubberies. "I fervently trust no ono will get hold of it."

Table d'hote at the Scliweitzerhof, Lucerne, was in full swing there was the usual motley crowd of gesticulating Frenchmen, stolid Germans, Yankees, and all sorts and conditions of Englishmen, eating, drinking and chattering. The long table was quite filled up, and so were most of the small ones. Sitting at the former, packed in between a pompous and elderly German and a middle aged but vivacious American woman, was a young man, unmistakably English, who was neither eating nor cliattering, nor even drinking much, but was listening, with a half amused, half contemptuous smile, to the scraps of conversation that went on around him. A man on the opposite side of the table was remarking in a loud, blustering tone: "What horrible cooking! Nothing but raw beef cut in thick slices to eat to-night. I thought this was supposed to be a first clans hoteL Here, garcon, take this away, or else bring me an ax to chop it with." "Oh, my dear, do bo quiet every one can hear you," murmured his wife, a pale, faded, little woman who looked absolutely crushed between her husband and a tall, black eyed daughter, who was giggling and glancing over her fan at the silent Englishman, and who also took her father to task. "Papa, how you go on! I don't believe you know the French for an ax.

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wure I don't. I wonder if anybody knows," with another killing glance directed across tho table, but which waa unfortunately quite wasted, as the object of it was gazing eagerly at two late arrivals, who were slowly advancing up the crowded room towards an unoccupied table. "Well, I reckon I have euten a worse dinner," said his American neighbor, intently studying the menu, and addressing no ono in particular "and there is plenty more to come yet. I can forgive the beef this chicken is excellent Don't you hgree, sir?" this time pointedly making her remark to the abstracted youth, who. without turning 1m head, replied rati» it random it agrees with me but chicken and «s. ad grow monotonous after a fortnight spent on the Continent." The lady raised her eyehrowa with ,. air of surprise. She whs rather a beauty, or had been once, and was accustomed, as a rule, to receive more attention from the male sex than this young man seemed disposed to give her. She observed his Intent gaze, and putting up an eye glass proceeded to study the new comers with almost as great an interest as she had taken In the menu. "Ah, fine looking girls, quite stylish one is pretty, and very English, the other is just elegant Friends of yours, supposer "Hang the woman's impertinencer thought her neighbor but replied politely that one was—an acquaintance.

Meanwhile the two ladies, pdffectly uncoosciom, or more truly, perhaps. quite unconcerned at the small excitement they were causing, were quietly eating their dinner, with appetites bred by along and tedious journey. "I suppose yon know Lucerne well,

FaitarKKu* remarked the elder and darker of the two, as, having finished

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surveved the assembled company. "I have never been here before," replied Alice. "I have always hated coming abroad. I don't mind Paris so much. The Louvre is lovely." ""ies, indeed. Once seen these pictures could never be forgotten." exclaimed MJSS Rogers with quiet enthusiasm.

Alice began to laugh, and then said apologetically, "I am afraid 1 am dreadfully commonplace. I think I did see some pictures somewhere, but I meant the shop! I spent hours there, and papa said I wasted a great deal too much time, b? say nothing of money, while we were in Paris, at the Magasin tlu Louvre, isnt that what they call it? Rut this seems a pretty place," she added, as if to make up for her want of appreciation for works of art 'Pretty* is scarcely the correct term for Switzerland." said Miss Rogers with rather a contemptuous air. This woman had many passions, and chief amongst them was an adoration for the vast beauty ofnature. To feel herself surrounded by mountains, to gaze across that expanse of blue water, was a happiness which she had never thought to experience again. Her thoughts wandered back to days long gone by before the girlish ambitions and expectations in the wonderful world which lay before her had given place to the woman's sad realizations and bitter disappointments of the real world she was now battling with. Who have not had their dreams of a brilliant future? After all, surely there are some people who seem to know no trouble, or only very trifling ones why should not I also have my chance? But there's the rub you miss your chance, and then you drift on with the hopeless cry: "There is nothing left! Whatever was I put here for? Better never to have been born than to exist as I am doing." On the other hand, perhaps. you seize your chance, you gain all you have ever aspired to, you feel a contemptuous pity for your friend who plods on in his dull existence, you have grasped everything that life can give you. and highest summit of all, you are envied by your fellow men, when there comes that little rift within the lute which strikes dumb the music of your life, and which turns your greatest successes to dust and ashes and lucky are they who can bind up their wounds, and hide from the gaping crowd that they also have found this life a blank. While Miss Rogers was pondering on such ideas as these, her watchful eyes were turned away from her companion's face, else sho might have observed that it had suddenly become brilliantly rosy, and would have received a warning of danger from a fleeting glance directed towards herself from a pair of very blue eyes as it was, awakening gradually to the stern realities of every day routine, she bent forward to help herself to salt, and just caught a glimpse of & peculiar smile hovering around Alice's lips. "What is the joke?" she demanded dryly. "Such a little one that it would not interest you," replied the other so sweetly that it robbed the remark of all apparent rudeness "Would you mind much, dear Miss Rogers, if I left you to finish your dinner alone? This room is so hot that I could not eat another mouthful, and I think watching the boats on the lake is preferable to watching these people eat so will you excuse me, and not think me awfully rude?" And hardly waiting for the required permission, Alice left the table and sauntered slowly down tho room. More than one pair of eyes belonging to the opposite sex gassed approvingly after the slight, graceful figure, robed in white, with such pretty fair hair crowning the small head and giving her the appearance of being a good deal taller than she really was.

Would you mind much, dear Mlsx'flogcrt, if I left you to finish your dinner alone

One young man was assuredly very much smitten, for, hastily pushing back bis chair, he quitted his place and followed her out of the room. His American friend looked after him with a slight smile. "Guess he must have few acquaintances, since he is so keen to speak to this one," she thought, resigning herself to the fact that for once her charms had proved resistible. Miss Rogers did not hurry, but finished her meal deliberately and thoroughly enjoyed it She had found that making the most of good things, especially at other people's expense, paid best, and if she didn't actually say her grace for an excellent dinner, at any rate she felt duly thankful for the same.

It was a delicious sensation, coming out of the stuffy atmosphere of the dining room into the cool, soft evening air. Miss Rogers drew a deep sigh of delight, and forgetting all about her chatge, she left the hotel, crossed the road and wandered along the avenue of trees which skirts the lake. It had been a tremendously hot day, but with sunset a little baby breeze had sprung up which gently and ladly beat the. gayly colored buntings and awnings which adorned the ptessme boats, and swung the little paper lanterns to and fro so that the tights were reflected In the water like bright gems flashing from & very dark setting.

For almost an hoar JBs» Rogers paced •lowly up anddown, then at last she regretfully turned her steps toward the hotel. The hall lighted brilliantly,

and the viators were standing or sitting about in groups, and the contrast between the dark, still night outside and thi light and glamour within caused Miss Rogers to feci dazed and blinded. As she stood hesitating at the entrance, she heard Alice's voice, and saw her advancing across the hall towards her, accompanied by a stranger. The girl came quite up to her and laid her hand upon her arm, almost affectionately, and calling her for the first time by lier Christian name, said: "I have been looking for you everywhere, Anna. I have been quite longing to introduce you to Mr. Vanbruton.''

Miss Rogers bowed, and when, after a few commonplace remarks on that well worn topic the weather, he turned* to speak to Alice, she looked at him searchingly, and with an eager interest.

And so this good looking, but seemingly rather weak youth, was her intended victim, and Mr. Vanbruton was young, and not middle aged as somehow she hail imagined him from Mrs. Pattersou's vague reply to her question concerning his age. Well, so much the better: the conquest would not be so difficult "Alice is certainly pretty, and I am plain: she has the advantage of me in that respect," she thought as she followed the two upstairs to their private utting room. But still, she is almost a school miss, with not much ideas bejroad a mild flirtation, while I am a .voman who knows sometliing of life: we shall see who has tho stronger will."

The sitting room windows opened on to a balcony overlooking the lake, and exclaiming at the beauty of the night, Alice stepped out

It was very beautiful. The moon had just risen, and the lake, touched by its cold, soft rays, had become radiant and glorified.

A littlo boat was setting off from the shore, laden with two happy, laughing mortals they shot out into the broad belt of moonlight, and then disappeared into the darkness beyond.

Who, gazing upon so calm a scene as this, could ever imagine such a thing as storyn? And yet perhaps in half an hour those wonderful mountains may be hidden, that deep blue sky, studded with millions of heavenly lamps, be overcast and black with threatening clouds, and that gentle breeze transformed into a moaning wind lashing the ripples into waves.

Where will be that little boat? Wreck.ed, wrecked and drifting away, leaving the lovers, hand clasped in hand, peacefully lying many feet below iu the dark, treacherous water, quite safe now from tho cruel storm.

Miss Patterson did not invite the young man to follow her, and he stood uncertainly by the window, looking after her longingly, but feeling that it might be as well to be polite to the "companion." "Will you play or sing something?" said Alice, looking in at tho window. "Mr. Vanbruton is devoted to music. I always regret I am so stupid and cannot sympathize with him—do sing." Anna moved towards tho piano and Mr. Vanbruton followed her to open it "Would you really like -mo to sing?" she asked him softly, and glancing at him with her deep, sleepy eyes. "Indeed I should nothing I should like better," he readily replied, and bestowing more interest upon her than he had hitherto done, "May I get your music for you?"

"I have none I sing without my notes." Inwardly blessing Providence that he was not obliged to turn over any leaves, which he generally failed in doing at the right time, the young man leant indolently against the piano and prepared to endure a song. "Which sort do you liko," inquired Anna "a sad song or a gay one an old or a new?" "Any you like," he said absently. He could see Alice's white dress, as she paced the balcony slowly to and fro, and he was wondering how soon he would bo released and able to join her.

Quietly, and without effort, Miss Rogers struck a few cords and then began to sing. She had* chosen that song, "My Love Is Come," and surely never before had those passionate words been sung with so much passion. Vanished was that hard, cold voice, and in its place a rich, full contralto rang out into the evening air, which reached the passersby and made them pause to listen and to envy such a glorious gift

Who has the talent more to be desired, tho painter or tlfte singer? I think the latter because, although the actual evidence of the former's gift lives long after the master himself has passed away, and is handed down from one generation to another, the great singer can create such wonderful pleasure at the moment, both to himself and others. He can stir hearts with a power no painter ever knows, and call to life emotions which lie dormant be.'ore a painting, however beautiful.

She ceased, the last notes died away, and still tow-lying the keys gently with ono hand, »e looked up at her companion. He was bending forward with a look of unmistakable admiration in his gray eyes. "Sing again do sing again." was all he said, and she obeyed him. Song after song he insisted on until Alice appeared and declared that Anna would be tired. "Good night," she added to Mr. Vanbruton. "Yon must really go I am dreadfully sleepy." He shook hands with both ladles, but with Anna last, saying to her, "You will sing to me again to-morrow, won't you?"

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