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THE MAGIC CRYSTAL
By Selina Elizabeth Higgins.
For a whole day. our darling had
moved about thehquse as one in
some dream-like trance". Never was a
being so gentle, and she was gentle
now. The same sweet smile framed
her lips, .the clear, earnest eyes show
ed the old.-tjme tenderness in their
depth, but there was a change.
Elida was listless. She would sit
or an hour gazing at seeming noth-
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ingness. When she was spoken to, her
pretty brow would wrinkle, there was
a puzzled flickering of the delicate
eyelids. It would take her quite a
minute or two before she would seem
to understand what was spoken she,
usually so quick to comprehend. Her
thoughts seemed far away from her
habitual environment her soul at
times, as though her emotions were
wandering in some vague, distant
sphere yes, Elida was changed.
I, her aunt and guardian, wondered
if it was anxiety for her absent lover,
Willard Hull, that had brought on
this deep abstraction. But when I
spoke of the estimable young man
whom we all liked intensely, she only
smiled and spoke quietly of his speedy
return, as though her heart were at
perfect ease regarding him and his
It was early that evening when a
warm friend of the family dropped in.
She was a music teacher and quite an
attraction at local social entertain
ments. She looked around for Elida
who had retired to her room saying
she was wearied. I did not wonder at
this. Elida had acted so all that day.
She had been out late the evening
previous at a soiree that I knew'Miss
Evans had also attended.
We were close friends with the
music teacher, and in my anxiety and
perplexity I spoke of the strange
mood that had held Elida in a strange
thrall all that day.
"My dear Miss Nettleton," spoke
my visitor when I had concluded, "I
came purposely to see Elida. You un
derstand me well enough to know
that it would not be from any idle
curiosity, but from motives of the
purest friendly mteresL Something
happened at the soiree last evening
that was inexplicable. It has been in
my thoughts all today. I could not
resist coming here to see Elida."
"Something happened?" I repeat
ed, a trifle fearsomely.
"Yes. A young man, his name was
given as Dalziell, attended the soiree
last evening. He came with the Rit
chies, whom I only know incidentally.
He is a wonderful conversationalist
and a marvel at the piano."
"And he met Elida?" I asked,
dreading that something might
shadow the love and loyalty of my
darling and her fiance.
"Only as he did the others, as .a
gentleman of great attainments,
courteous to everybody. He was not
at the first particularly attentive to
her. Elida just noticed Mm, that was