The Orangeburg news. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1867-1875, 1874-04-11
The White Muslin Dress.
a STORY OF r,wo SISTERS.
BIZ HELEN FOREST GRAVES.

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f IT'S only headache, Doctor Maylis,
Said Mr. Athcling; bet Melioent is very
tdsiieate, aud l think it is always best t,
saka shese things in time
Hcertstaly-certainly,' said Doctor
Maylis, absently
He was not thinking Of what the
baid.headed, sumptuously dressed old
gentleman was saying he was looking
az Melicent A,heling, as she reclned in
low chair, in blue silk morning
wrapper, with turquoise In her ears, aud
great clusters of diamonds sparkling on
her pretty fingers human lilly OF the
field who 'toiled not, neither did she
spin
How different she was from the las +,
patient no had visited, shis spilled, lovely
heiress
STOPPING over his tablets, he hurricdly
panciled a prescription
This will act your head right said
he, risiag
why are you in such hurry |?
pouted Melicont; with sh y sidelong
glance from boneath her long, dark
lashes.' It's SO dull here aud depend.
ed on you for little news aud gossip
News and gossip! Nay'--,hc hand.
come young physician answered, care.
leaaly-'I am poor medium for that
Bue l am busy day. By.the-way,
Misn Hester--'
Heater Atheling came from the win.
dow where she had been sewing in
unobtrusivo silence. Sho was pale
dark girl, singularly unlike Melioent,
although she was Mr.. A,holing's
daughter BY his first u,srriage--ono Of
the world'r .Marthas, who are seldom
missed until we are force d TO look ia
rain for their quiet Offices of duty aud
affection,
What can lido for you, Doctor May.
dis 2
Il don't exactly like to b,g. said tn.
doctor, laughing, but have just come
from house where young girl--scarcc
Iy older than yourself, Miss Mcliosue--
is drifting away ON con4u.u ptinn. She
Is working girl, pitifulIy poor, and
suffering for the little lu1urios which
arc almost a necessity for Que in her
condition. In large establish III ent
like this, there is almost alvayo super
fiuity-wine, fruit, little delicacies
4 understand, Doctor Maylis, said
Hester, quietly. Where does she live p
In Molynoux Street, No. 13. Her
name is Estolle Reuoux-a French
girl?
oh, l know 7 cried Melioent sudde m
ly lifting her golden curl, from the blue
oatin pillows-'Julie Renoux's sister !
Julie does up all my Swiss dresses and
ine laces. pay Julie great prices,
because she does thom up in real French
stylo-like new. never could bring
myself to beat down tho poor r
'Melieent is so kind hearted said old
Mr. Atholins, patting his daugt ter s
cheek.
Doctor Maylis went away.
Isn't he handsome 2 said Molicent.
whom she was alone with Hestor. sHis
feasures are as straight as Greek
statue, aud there is that dreamy, far off
look in his eyes that I can mover
fathom. / like man that can t under
stand. Hettie III wager my diamond
locket against your ivy.leaf pin that l
am Mrs. Doctor Maylis in throe
months 2
Il do not like wagers, said Hettie
celdly; 'apd least OF ALL on such sub
jects as that
you're born to be an old maid +! said
Melicont, laughing. 'He is to bs a,
Mrs. Cressy'0 tomorrow night--Leonora
told me so--and shall have fine op
portunity to fascinate him then aud
there
Hoster looked almost enYiously at
her younger sister.
Am l growing envious p she ask ed
herself, biting her lips. Am vain
enough to fancy that Doctor Maylia
would ever cast second glance toward
mo
And she went away with crimannea