The Manitowoc tribune. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1866-1878, 1873-03-27
A SLAVE OF THE kEGIsTEk

am sorry to say that Dora, when
left alone, straightway proceeded to de-
mean herself 10 a manner that was the
reverse of respectful to her absent cou-
sin. She made mad dash at the regis
ter, which she shut with q vindictive
siam, then she darted to the windows,
which she opened wide enough to allow
a life giving breath of heaven to enter
| the room, which was more of the tenn
persture Of Shadrach. Meshach and
Abednego's furnace than of an apart
| ment intended for occupancy. Then she
took up the long feecy abomination, into
which Annie had crocheted what little
feeble vitality she had left, during the
two weeks that she lad not been out of
doors, and silly hid it under the sofa nil
lows. Then che sat down to the piano,
and was warbling in her own blithe bird
like fashion. when Annie returned to the
room an hour later.
What a transformation With her
trailing black silk dress sweeping an i'm
mense circle, her multitudinous flowers,
her dainty waist drawn into the compass
OF large hand, and encircled by more
whalebone than would construct a res
pectable skeleton with her complexion
sottened to the creamy tint for which ma
| ture has no precedent, her hair dressed
| with an elaboration which concealed its
wretched quality, and made its quantity,
seem marvel of bounteousness, she is
really snowy, stylish girl
To an eye that sees only in the glass.
darkly, of fashion. Dora would now seem
to suffer by comparison with her elegant
cousin. Her plain brown Tibet, spot
lessiy pure, yet without a peacock's tail
of a train. made her statue seem insight
tcant beside Annie's regal mieu. Her
brown hair was SO plainly dressed that,
even though it was as becoming as gleam-
ing gold could be on a white brow, it
seemed. even little prim, contrasted
with Armies lavish decorations. But no
art could ever simulate the sparkle of
those sclntlllating eyes, no- art could ever
initiate, even at most respectful distance,
the stainless wilderness of her skin, the
clear radiance of the tint which made
her rounded cheek rival glowing rose.
Dora made a profound obeisance as
Annie entered the room then, with a
playful mockery, as if dszzled. shaded
her eyes with her hand, as she took OBJ
servations.
Let her alone; she is joined to her
idols, welded to corsets, riveted to trains
All, Annie, can't coax, bride, or threat
en- you into keeping hobby like mine.
But you do improve vastly with your
preternatural make up /; and, we're it not
tnat you pay fearful price for it, don I
think L should SO much condemn you.
Yes, she continued, walking around
Annie's train, you look elegantly. if an
observer doesn't come too near-al but
that waist. Annie, I don't believe the
man lives who, with any knowledge at al
of the human mechanism, admires such
a waist, or respects the woman who owns
it."
John does" said Annie, in q tops
which was the perfection of Indifference
as to whether John did or not but as i,
some reply must be made to Dora's FRO
test
John did, perhaps in bis callow DAYS
before his mind had developed the re-
Elective faculty, and while his taste wa,
corrupted by the false models that fash
ion worships. But if John does, then dc
L have shame, not honor, in my brother u
answered Dora.
Annie made no reply, but, sitting down
to the piano. after pretty interlude,
Easped out in thin, termulous voice the
very same ballad that Dora had given
such fute-like mnsic to a few moments
before
''Pshaw" she said, impatiently, 81
cant even sing as l used to; my voice
grows more husky and narrower COMPASS.
every day. What do you take to make
your voice so clear p
Breath - replied Dora, sententious.
ly.-From Science of Health.