The Democratic advocate. [volume] (Westminster, Md.) 1865-1972, 1868-03-26
WESTMINSTER MD. THURSDAY, MARCH 2e. 1865. Z.

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ascend. She awaits within yon cham
Der for your coming"
Is it to be wondered at that the Doc
tor found his patient 10 perfect convul
sions Of laughter, or that he joined hel
in her merriment
"Whcre did you dnd that treasure z
he asked.
Harry sent her from the Office
Stage struck, evidently, tho where
she picked up the fifih.cut actress man,
ner remains 10 be seen. =
The professional part Of his visit over
the Doctor stayed for chat. Wewsrs
warmly discussing the news of the day
when--whew the door few open, and
10 stalked Mary, and announced, with .
swing Of her arm,
'The butcher, madam p
| saw the doctors eyes twinkle. bu,
be began 10 write 10 his memorandum
book with intense gravity.
well, Mary" | said, "hc is not
waiting I"
''The dinner waits, . she replied -
"shall ! prepare the viands a. my own
Judgment shall direct, or will your in.
cEination direct me y'
''Cook them as you viii, but have a
good dinner for Mr. Havery at two
o'clock
Between the strokes twill wlt his
appetite" And With another sweeping
courtesy, she lsit the room, the door as
usual, aiecr her exit, standing vide
open. m sef
She was as good as her word. sWnh.
out any orders from me, she took il for
granted that Harry would dine up stairs
aud set the table out in my room. I
was beginning 20 lo, my keen sense Of
indIerons triumph oysr pain and weari.
nsse, aud ] watched her, strangling tho
laugh, until she was down alairs. To
ace her stab tho potatoes aud beh nd
tAe celery, was perfect treat, and the
ar OF a martyr preparing poison, with
which she poured our tho water, was
perfect. Harry was evidently prepar.
OIL for fun, ioT he watched her "a kccnly
a. | did.
Not one monthful woald she bring 70
me until she had made a ~ dainty as
could be; mashing my potatoes with tho
m1semont Of a saint crushing vipers,
aud bultcriag my bread 10 q manner
that fairly transformed thu knife into a
dagger. lot the moment sha brought
il ,s me, all the aTeciation dropped ana
90 mother could have been more ua.u.
rally tender. Evidenily with all her
nonsense, she was kind hearted.
IL took but oue dsy 10 Gad that VIC
had secured perfect treasure. Her
e'pking was exquisite enough for the
pslate Of an cp,eure, .he was ncat 10 a
nicely, aud | soon found her punetaal
end dtrustworthy. IIet attentions 60 my.
self we're touching 10 their watehful
kindness. Sometimes when the pain
was very severe, aud | could only lie
suffering and helpless. her large hands
would smooth my.hair softly, aud her
voice bcesmo almost musical in lis low
mnrmurihg Of ''Poor child 3 I think
her large, siroag irhiae, aud conscious.
ness Of physical supefintendenee 20 me
10 my tiny form aud helpless state,
reused all the inotherly tenderness in
her nature, aud she lavisled il upon
me'frcely.
often questioned her y out her for
mcr places; discovered 10 my utter amaze.
ment that she was never 10 theatre.
neycr saw or read play, aud was en-.
tiFely INNOCENT Of novel readiag.
had become 80 used TO her mauuer,
and 40 longer feared shc was insane,
when ono evening ny gravity gave was
utterly, and foe the fret time lIaughed
IN her face She had been arranging
my bed aud self for the sight aud was
just leaving the room, holding ia one
hand an empty pitcher and in the other
my wrapper Saddsuiy arunkcn man
IN the street called out, with q yell lha.
really was standing, thoogbby no means
mystefioas Like araash, Mary struck
an attitude. One foot advanced, her
body thrown slightly forward, the pitch.
er held out'afid the wrapper waved aloft,
she cried out Ia q voice Of perfect ter.
ror isis H4t sdi aefH'7o 10
GRACIOUS heasepsf What hideoas
screams are thcsc9s u ieEessfs .tii
Gravity was CONC, fairly screamed
with laughter, apd her n,otionlcss atti
tude and wondering face only iucreased
the fuu. tn AaaF5sl dtfN ~ il ,le1'
''GO down, Mary, Or you wIIlkin Idps
| gasped at last.itheiss1 fTea
Apparently unconscious Of the cause
of my merfiment, she went slowly from
tho room, wavi6g aiternately thepitchof
and the wrapper. syii''itstt si''sf ''s
To see her flourish The dust brush
would strike tcrrorto the heart of the
most daring spider; and no words 81
mine can describe the frantic Energy
with which she punches pillows or the
grim satisfaction On her face at The ex-
piring sgonies of d spot of Dirt she rabs
out ef existence The funniest part
ofaiI is her perfectly stolid unconscious-
ness Of doing anything out Of the way.
Harry found out the explanation. -
She had lived for ten years With q re-.
tired actress aud actor, who wished ito
bury the knowledge Of their past life,
and who never mentioned the stage
Retaining Id priyateslife the attitude,
and tones of their old profesSibh, they
had made it q Kind Of sport 10 bnslssque
the passions they so often initiated, aud
| poor Mary had uuconsciously ialleu in-
70 the habitof copying ihoir peculiari'
ties. When they left for Esrope she