Show Ii I i i flow OnQ Life Was Darkened A Dwightville girl stood in shadow behind be-hind the portieres where the dining room led into the conservatory It was a social gathering in a Front street mansion and I as the girl stood where the insidious fragrance fra-grance of the convolvuli stole upon her senses she heard two gentlemen discussing her as they passed her toward the drawing I roomThat That Miss G is all soul she heard one of the mea say and as they passed on the others reply was lost amid the crash of the orchestra t Later in the evening she managed to corner I cor-ner the gentleman who had made the remark I re-mark and after leading him a sort of top I ical wild goose chase finally asked him Mr H how do you spell soul I Sole answered H unthinkingly And thus into a gentle womans life crept the cold gray November fog overarched over-arched by dull leaden skies and not one gleam of sunshineBinghamton Leader I I |