The Savannah tribune. [volume] (Savannah [Ga.]) 1876-1960, 1888-03-10

hau worked at Tor fortnight. There
were exquisite crimson roses opening by
the dining-room door, and creamy ones
by the sittiu groom windows, and with
bunch of these at her belt, Winnie
thought her toilet would be per-
feet, if only she had scarlet cloak in
place of her old white shawl. AS she
stitched on the last rows of satin ribbon
on her founces, she slowly came to
decision over something she had de-
bated for days 1t was very hard, after
that unlucky visit of lilly for the GIN
GER, but there was the coveted scarlet
cloak. 'Iother," she said, when her
task was done, and the new dress was
carefully laid out on the spare room bed,
81 don't believe it would be any harm
if l asked Carrie for her cloak to- night.
1t will harmonic beautifully with my
things, and will just fit me-"
For an instant Mrs. Holden hesitated,
fact which was not lost upon her
daughter. II don't blame you for
wanting the cloak" she said gravely.
But we can't afford to buy you, one
and what your father can't afford to
buy, you can't afford to wear. Besides"
she added as a sort of yindictive anti
climax, never have borrowed of 'em
land won't begin"
About five o'clock an anxious mes
senger from the parsonage begged
Mrs. Holden's immediate presence, as
the minister's little boy was very i'll.
Between sick child and reception
there was no room for choice to that
good woman. ~ shall stay all night,
maybe. she said hastily, as she rolled
up pair of slippers. small shawl and
an apron. ''Norall help you dress, and
I'll stop in and ask the belongs to call
for you. Your father can't 60"
Dorking, though large village, pre-
served its simple ways, and after sup
per- John Burt looked in to say that he
had Mrs. Holden's permission to escort
his old school-fellow to his uncles
house, and that he would come at ox-
actly eight o'clock. "Ye're parEec'ly
splendid!' said Nora, when Winnie was
dressed. "Ye have such swate figure
fur the founces, Miss! I'd be hayin' me
pink braige made loike that now, if 1
had more shapes to me. :"
mora" said Winnie, with nervous
haste, go over to Mrs. Pettigrew's,
the back way---and ask her to lend me
Carries scarlet cloak. Tell her FL be
very careful of it."
Hiding her establishment by looking
at the floor, Nora started on her errand
as if borrowing were one of her daily |
duties, but she shook her head at the |
bushes, as she went through the garden.
OTIS the avil communications, jist as
Father O'Farrell was tellin' us last Sun
day, she said to herself. 'It's caught
it she has loike it war the maysles or
tn itch"
As Winnie went down tho street at
John Burt's side, she was conscious that
all the Pettigrew children, save Carrie
and the baby, were gazing at her
through the fence, and she heard them
whisper, one after another between
their mouthfuls Of molasses and bread, |
'That's Carries cloak; our Carries
cloak" 1t was little comfort to her
that her companion did not appear to
hear them, but talked busily of his
work in the hospitals Every house she
passed seemed to echo derisively, "Car-
rie's cloak, that's Carries cloak and
she gladly laid it off.
DR.. Graunis lived in q rambling, old.
fashioned house, standing away from the
road, in fine oak grove As the par
Tors and wide hall were thronged, the
younger guests drifted out to the |
spacious veraudas to enjoy tho moon
light, and the quiet chat possible in the |
shelter of the great succeed pillars.
The night, though warm, was damp. |
John Burt was medical student, and |
he was very fond Of Winnie Noticing /
her thin draperies, he compelled her to
wrap herself in her cloak. The re- /
froshmcuts were in the care Of Chris
topher Cruncher, the best caterer Of the
city Of M, ten miles away; and being
a great admirer Of the Doctor he had