The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1893-12-17
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over. Chesterford is, as DOdo expresses
IL perfectly silly about the baby, but
/ she finds her son mot particularlr inter
esting at present, though, of course, it's
rather nice to think that that wretched
morsel of flesh and bones is going TO be
| one Of our landed proprietors."
! The necessary time Of seclusion, which
she has spent chiefly in the society of
| Chesterfield, has bored her immeasurably
/ and she plunges with zest into her former
| life Of gayety as soon as may be; but she
! is speedily brought up with a round turn
! by the sudden death of her baby. Her
| emotions on being told of her loss are
! thus described:
/ Dodo's first feeling was one of passion
| ate anger and resentment. She felt she
! had been duped and tricked in a most IN
! iustifable manner. Fate had led her to
| expect some happy days and she had
| been cruelty disappointed. It was not fair
| 1t was like cat playing with mouse.
| She wanted to revenge herself on some
! ting.
"Oh. it is cruel" she said. Il only
wanted TO be happy and mayn't even be
shat What is the good of it all, if
mayn't enjoy it2 Why was the babe
ever born, ] wish it never had been.
What good does it do anyone that I
should suferi''
Mrs. Vivian felt horribly helpless and
Doh1NNAs AlOH dOAANA b4tD dpbN0A W WIS
woman, who looked at everything from
her own standpoint
FROM FUNERAL TO BALL.
For three weeks Dodo acts the part of
| sorrowing mother and sympathizing wife
with sufficient skill to deceive her hus-
band completely; then she rebels sud
denly and goes to a ball. Her rapture at
thethought of escapieg from bounds is
told in these pages:
kGXrsr will rorna am dt-irarr n M ont
again. Who leads the cotillon with me-
Tommy Ledgers, isn't it, o, l shall en-
Joy it. I'm nearly dead for want of some
thing to do. And he can dance, too. Yes,
III come, but / must be back by $50.
Chesterfield will. perhaps, come by the
night train getting here at 2. dare say
it win be late. Are you going to have the
mirror figure} Do have it. There's no
one ike Ledgers for leading that. He led
it here with me. 1t will be like escaping
from penal servitude for life Talk OF
treadmils I'm at the point of death for
want Of a dance Let it begin punctually.
I'll be there by 10 sharp, if you like. Tell
Prince Waldenech I'm coming. He wrote
to say he wouldn't go unless / did. He's
badly in love with me. That doesn't mat
ter, but he can dance. All those Austri-
ans can. I'm going to have regular de-
bauch, -
Il am delighted" said Lady Breton
Il came here to ask you whether you
couldn't possibly come, but l hardly
dared Dear Dodo it's charming Of you
1t will make all the difference. [ was in
despair this morning. had asked Milly
Cornish to lead with Ledgers, but she re-
fused unless 1 asked you again first Well
have triumphant arch if you like, with
Welcome to Dedo' on it,
Anything you like" said Dodo, 1.-THE
madder the merrier. Let's see, how does
the hoop-fgure go?"
8 Dodo snatched up an old cotillon hoop
from where it stood in the corner with
fifty other relics, and began practcing it,
1--WE must have this right" she said;
tits quite new to most people. You must
tell Tommy to come here for an hour this
afternoon and wen rehearse. You start
with it in the left hand, don't you, and
then cross it over and hold your partners
hoop in the right7 Damn beg pardon
but it doesn't go right. No, you must
send Ledgers. Shall want castanets2 l
think I'd better. We must have the new
Spanish figure. All that is right"
Dodo went through a series of mys-
FERROUS evolutions with the hoop.
81 feel like a vampire who's got hold of
blood again., said Dodo, pausing to get
her breath. 'Ifeel like fish put back
into the water, like a convict back in his
own warm nest. No charge for mixed
metaphors. Supplied free, gratis, and for
nothing she said, with emphasis.
DOES THE SKIRT DANCE.
AT the ball her appearance not unnat-
urally created something of a sensation,
which is described in the following pas
sage:
Many women though few men, were
surprised to see her there and there was
no one who was not glad but thequestion
arose more than once In the minds OF two
or three people: "Would society stand it
! if she didn't happen to be HERSELF" Dodo
had treated a select party of friends to
! private exhibition of skirt-dancing dur
| ing supper time, The music from the
band was quite LOUD enough to be heard
distinctly in a small, rather unfrequented
sitting-room, and there Dodo
| had displayed her Incompatible grace of
movement and limb to the highest ad-
! vantage Dodo danced that night with
! unusual perfection, and who has not felt
! the exquisite beauty of such motion?
! Her figure, clad in its long, clinging folds
! of diaphanouS. almost luminous texture,
stood out like a radiant statue of dawn
/ against the dark paneling of the room
her graceful figure bending this way and
that, her wonderfully white arms now
! holding aside her long skirt or clasped
| above her head; above all, the supreme
! distinction aud conscious modesty of
! every posture seemed to the little circle
| who saw her to be almost new revela-
ton of the perfection of form, color and
grace
Chesterford does not let his wife see
how strongly he feels on the subject of
her going to the ball, and he continues to
love her, though he knows now that she
Is a heartless woman. But from that
time matters became a little strained be-
tween them. Dodo begins to find the role
Of devoted wife too irksome one to sus-
tain longer; she ceases to pat his hand
to call him a silly old dear and to pull
his mustache as she has been used 10 dc.
| 1t dawns upon the honest fellow that she
has never loved him, and Dodo, on her
| side, finds a continual tete-a-tete so
wearisome that she offers to elope with
! her old lover, Jack Broxton, whose devo-
tion TO her as she has been well aware,
has remained answering. but who would
! consider himself a blackguard if hemade
love to the wife of his friend. This is
the scene.
Jack, do you still love me?'
Dodo did not look at him but kept her
! eyes on the fire.
Jack did not pause to think.
! Before God, DOdo, he said. 81 believe
1 love YOU more than anything else in the
! world.
Win you do what ask your"
This time he did pause. He got up and
! stood before the fire. Still Dodo did not
| look at him
'Ah, DOdo" he said, what are YOU