Shepherdstown register. [volume] (Shepherdstown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1849-1955, 1888-09-14
JOHN WARES NURSE.

There were two reasons why Joan
ma Bright had her studio up in the
mansard. In the first place, she craved
quiet and seclusion; in the second
well, Mrs Algernon Mowry was very
much ashamed of it.
Mrs. Mowry was quite content that
her husbands niece should pay her
board-bill The money was very ac-
ceptable TO them in their narrowed
But Mrs Mowry could
not see why Joanna preferred to earn
her own living when she had broth
er able to support her.
The little studio was a pretty place.
The bare floor was patched with
bright-colored rugs, bordered with
harmonious bands of crimson, olive
and gold There was one wide win
dow at the front, and near it her cas-
ell. Joanna sat one April morning fin
ishing a birthday card in water col
ors. From time to time she would
pause in her work, and leaning back
in her chair, she would watch the
builders over the way.
Some one had bought the corner lot
and the two lots adjacent to it on the
main and side streets. Within the
past six weeksa charming little Queen
Ann cottage had sprung up there as if
by magic. Rumor said it twas built for
a gentleman from Washington.
"He must be man of taste" Joan
ma thought, as she took in the grace
full effect of the building, even in its
unfinished state. How should like
to live in house like that! Tiles and
terra-cotta and low-down CRATES
That ought to make life worth liv-
ingm
Joanna smiled at her own fanciesas
she took up her brush and palette.
When she looked up again, the men
were hosting some heavy framework
by means of a pulley.
Look out there" cried a tall, man
ly fellow on the roof, who lowered
head and shoulders above his com
rades
He was a well-made man, with a
bronze skin and full brown beard that
concealed his neck. The only parts
of his dress visible were blue cardi-
gan-jacket and pair of overalls.
They have got new workman
Joanna observed idly. 81 wonder
what business carpenter has with
face and figure like THAR
The stalwart young carpenter dis
appeared, meanwhile, and Joanna left
her work
Il wish the palette club didn't meet
this afternoon" she murmured, as she
passed into the next room and began
to unplait her long, thick, yellow
braids. Her toilet was simple, but
some how it went forward slowly. She
felt rather dull that day, and as she
smoothed her hair in leisurely fash
ion, she humIned to herself:
"Heigho. for the holly!
Most friendship is feigning-
Most loving mere folly"
SO she went on placidly pinning up
her braids again, and never once
dreaming of what had happened since
she left the window, until her cousin
Mabel came bursting into the room
with a panic stricken face.
Joanna" she cried, hysterically,
"come down stairs. One of the work
men has fallen off the new house, and
they've brought him over here
Good heavensr' exclaimed Joanna
SIS he killed?''
Il don't know" Mabel answered,
with burst of tears. Hes all Gov
cred with blood, and-and he looks
awful
Joanna went flying down stairs and
met her aunt in the hall Mrs Now
ry was on the verge of Mysteries.
DO go in and see what they are do
ing" she cried. Good gracious! who
could have dreamed Of such thing?
And all these men with their muddy
boots trampling over my carpet
Where have they taken him?" Jo-
anna interrupted hastily.
Into the library" sobbed Mrs.
Mowry. ''Oh, l don't know how you
can bear to go in. My poor nerves
could not endure it.
But Joanna pushed past her with
prompt determination. As she en-
tered the room she saw little horror
stricken group Of men in blue blouses
and overalls lowering about the lounge
on which the injured man was lying.
She took several steps toward them,
and then low, startled cry escaped
her lips. 1t was the young workman
whose splendid physique she had ad-
mired only half an hour previous, and
there he lay, white, crushed and bleed
ing.
"Have you sent for doctors' she