The Art of Disappearing

other. Her love for rich colors and gay scenes, her ability to play gracefully the awkward part which he had chosen for her, her affectionate and discreet reserve, her delicate tact and fine

and costumes to match the occasion; then her own carriage, used so discreetly as not to lose the respect of the parish; and finally the renting of the third pew from the front in the middle aisle of the cathedral, a step forward in the social world. How he had enjoyed these events in her upward progr

mean uproar of discordant man. The details of life there were too cheap to be looked at closely; but at a distance the surface had sufficient color and movement. He found an exception to this judgment. La Belle Colette danced with artistic power, though in surroundings unsuited to her skill. He called it genius. In an open pavilion, whose roughness the white s

our artiste, August?

ature in the world ... opens more wine than five, and gives t

minor characters and the audience. Her motives and her methods he could not fathom and did not try; the house filled rapidly, that was enough; the round of dinners, suppers, receptions, dances, and whatnots had the regularity of the tides. Everybody came down from Judy's remotest cousin up to His Grace the archbishop. Even Edith Conyngham, apparently too timid to leave the shadow of Sister Magdalen, stole into a back room with Judy, and haunted the beach for a few days. For Judy's sake he turned aside to entert

ith, fingering her beads, and then she made to g

d Louis. "I'd rather get th

ke Miss Conyngham, but L

and she, red-tressed, lovely, candid, simple, loved him with her whole heart while submitting to the decree of a sour father who forbade the banns. Friends like Anne gave them the opportunity to woo, and the Dillon clan stood as one to blind the father as to what was going on. Th

d it so, after a ye

ught love and friendship, goodness and

r from the lips

e love to the lip

wiser

have love in plenty with us, and you must n

er go farther than a look. She was not worth it-but the sight of th

because Grahame went through the mill, conspiracy, arrest, jail, prison, escape, and all the rest of it, he won't hea

cross her threshold and sit at her table stood out on the calendar in letters of flame. The Ledwiths who brought him were of little account, except as the friends of His Lordship. Anne informed the household the day before of the honor which heaven was sen

gentlemen, "that the etiquette of to-morrow puts us out of her sight

ngton closer together in brotherly love and financial, that is rogues' sympathy-no, roguish sympathy-that's better. He would like an alliance b

Arthur incautiously, but no one

hey can get along with none, and few can get along with them. That's why Pop thinks so much of 'em. They are forever running about the world, deep in consp

Lordship," said Grahame, "

een two countries-cultivates Irish-wants to marry Irish girl-con

e system. And, by the way, don't you remember old Ledwith, the red-hot lecturer on the woes of

, Owen Ledwith moved about restlessly, talked much, and with considerable temper. The daughter sat placid and watchful, quite used to playing audience to his entertainments; though her eyes never seemed to look at him, Arthur saw that she missed none of his movements, never failed to catch his words and to smile her approval. The whiteness of her face was like cream, and her dark blue eyes were pencilled by lashes so black that at the first glance they seemed of a lighter shade. Impressed to a degree by what at that instant could not be put into words, he named her in his own mind the White Lady. No trace of disdain spoiled her lofty manner, yet he thought she looked at people

decently get at his favorite theme, "that the English-spe

rthur, m'lud has a theory that the English-speaking peoples should do somethin

awful at this scandalous mimicry of a p

than their brethren at home hate us, doncheknow-thank you, Miss Ledwith, I really will not use that word again-and all the races settled with you seem to dislike one anot

smiled and turned again to Ar

would keep it in your mind. How I loved that pie, and every one who gave m

urmured Arthur. "Do you know the old house is still

d between them sl

a chunk of that identical pie, if you're so in love

them far away the next morning to be absent for months; but the winter would find them in the city and, when they would be fairly settled, Arthur was bid to come and dine with them often. On the last boat the

tied, she threw it over his head in perfect style. He complimented her on her latest costume. She swung about the room with mock airs and graces to display it more perfectly, and the men applauded. Good fortune had brought her back a likeness o

at your inauguration, Se

," the Senator added with feeling, "of what you were twen

she, "and thank you. But you'll not be ele

in time," the S

nless you said the word. Why shouldn't you say it for yourself? He told me in the same breath he'd like to see you

say al

t over with all your clever brains, Senator dear, and lift up the Dillon n

" Arthur added

though she should lead the Senator by the nose to humiliation, the scene was wonderfully picturesque, and her thought daring. He did not know enough history to be aware that this same scene had happened several hundred times in past centuries; but he w

the special studies of the priesthood, and this meant his separation from the home circle forever. He would come and go for years perhaps, but alas! only as a visi

the snowy

vessels spa

ll rings, the

chants reso

him as with

heart is

bowed in cr

lt the kis

en's han

th him was

he said to Mary Everard, b

mine no more. I am heart-broken ... I am keeping a gay face while he is here, for the child must not be worried with our grief ... time enough for that when he is gone ... and he is so happy. My heart is leaving me to go with him. Twenty years since he was born, and in all that time not a moment's pain on his ac

yet here came the inevitable en

believe you never suffer,

d die. Our hope is always with us, and fortunat

the black cassock, tied the ribbons of the surplice, and fixed the three-cornered cap properly on the brown, curly head. A pallor spread over the mother's face. Mona talked much to keep back her tears, and the father declared it a shame to

stance, with a twist of her pre

te, the little mother, "but he

ill. The old neighbors came and went in a steady procession for two days to take their leave of him, to bless his parents, and to wish them the joy of seeing him one day at the altar as a priest of God. They

t, because you have deserved it, sir. I've seen you grow up, and I've always been proud to know you, and I want to know you as long as I

aining has prepared you for it, and we all hope you will walk it honorably to the end. Remember we

ent terrible? Then he had thought it nothing that for months of the year they should be without his beloved presence! He shivered at the last embraces of Mary and Mona, at the tears of the children; he saw behind the father's mask of calmness; he wondered no more at himself as he stood looking after the train which bore the b