Evening capital. (Annapolis, Md.) 1884-1910, 1892-02-09

| Iloise laughed when she looked up at
I Maize. She couldn't help 1t = Maize
/ looked really comical with such funny
smile on her pretty face.
~Surely. Maize. YOU do not intend to
send this said Eloise. growing serious.
A hint 20 the wise is sufficient. you
know want to see il Aunt Evy Is wise.
I II she is, she'll either ask US to 40 there,
or send us the money to go 10 the mount
aims SeegH said Maize. who could not
or would not see any harm in it,
Don't send il. Maize, il will make her
/ very angry. She is SO queer, said Eloise.
Give me the letter. She need not
blame you for my misdoings. and
I taking the letter Maize wrote THIS post
script which would only make matters
worse;
T. :, -Eloise does not approve OF thi, letter,
/ and does not want me to sendit. How are the
deal little dogEies and the parrolt NJ, f. l..
Now, she said, shall put on my
/ dress aud run and mail it,
Don't send il, Maize. please,
Yes, am going 10 send il, and Ma
| aie was firm.
The letter was sealed with stamp
inclosed, and Mazio started for the near
! est letter box.
Il wonder what Aunt Evy will say?
| 'The impertinent minxr guess But |
dou't care. I'm getting desperately
wicked lately and" so unused Maize as
she neared the mailbox.
! She hesltated with her hand on the lid.
1 Shall drop it in?" she asked herself.
"Yes. i will, and the letter dropped.
/ "lt's gone now. How / would love TO
/ see dear Harold. Some day'-will he
4 ever come for his answer How well l
remember the evening he asked me the
question: We were at Aunt Evy's then,
/ four years ago, just after mothers death,
I before Aunt Evy took offence at my re-
1 fusing to marry a poor preacher, and
I turned I'll and me out of doors.
/ Harold and were sitting in the boat,
( drifting slowly along the cool bosom of
/ the lake at twilight Maize, he said,
l 'let us drift through life in the same boat9
/ promise TO love me and be my wife in
truth You know used to call you lit
tie wife Some day may not call you
so in truth? Some day Harold, | an
swered carelessly Some day will an
swer YOU lie was greved, know, but
he said nothing, and next morning he
1 went away. | would love TO see him.
Dear Harold! that some day will never
/ come.
Maize walked on in silence
"Oh. what pain in my head! How
+ hot it is. and how weak feel"
She quickened her steps as much as she
could and reached her boarding house in
few minutes.
She tottered up the long flight of stairs,
and into her room. Eloise was not there.
Maize threw off her hat and dress, and
donning her wrapper fell upon the lounge
exhausted.
4 Eloise came back in very short while
singing and trying to be cheerful, but she
stopped when she saw Maize, whom she
thought asleep.
q" How white she is, and how rapidly
she breathes And she holds her hand on
her head as if in paiu Oh. hope she is
not g,ing to be IN, f" and Eloise laid her
hand on the hot cheek.
Maize opened her eyes as she felt the
touch of Eloise's hand, and murmured:
oh my head hurts 50 badly FL. has
Aunt Evy answered the letter: DO yoH
think we can go TO the mountains? Oh,
hope we cant ] feel just like mother
sail ,hc ie.t when she was taken ll. ID.
,n tiink We can really go?"
Yes, dear. am sure we can 20. an
swered Eloise, gently bathing the hot
brow with cooling campbor water.
I'm the novels, El, they bathe the hero
ines head with eau de cologne. like
plain old camphor best, don't you?"
Yes, dear. very much better But
hadn't you better undress and go to bed 2"
"Why ? Oh, FL! do you think am go.
ing to have the fever?"
II am afraid so, answered Eloise, but,
seeing Mazie's frightened look, she added,
trying to persuade herself that it was
true, But not very long | mean you
won't be very sick Lie here until come
back
Maize closed her eyes aud trrd to
sleep, while EIoise went down 10 the
landladys room.
"Please, Mrs. Sheriff., will you como
upstairs aud see Maziei am so afraid
she is going to have the fever, said
Eloise as the tears rolled down her cheeks
Mrs. Sheriff. took the poor girl in her
arms Just like mother would, and tried
TO cheer her up.
Yes. dear, of course will. And the
kindhearted woman suited her action to
her words.
"Do you think we need doctor, Mrs.
Sheriff. 2" said Eloise.
Within a very few minutes afterwars
there was soft knock at the door,
and Mrs. Sheriff.. opening it, admitted
DR.. Eldridge. man of 35, passably hand.
some. noble looking in every respect.
Good evening Mrs. Sheriff., was his
greeting.
lie saw Eloise standing by the bed, and
said. Good evening, Miss Laurance, in
tone which might. If one had noticed
it, been called tone of relief
The doctor admired Eloise, and Mrs.
Sheriff. knew it, He was not practicing
medicine because he needed the money,
for unless the patient was wealthy be al.
ways forgot how much the bin was
when he was asked for il. and never
failed to forget to send in the bill TO a
poor patient