The Canton times. (Canton, Miss.) 1893-1906, 1894-08-10


] eviously acquainting himself with
its contents-he had contrived to lose
while running after fire engine
''but they've gone where they amt nc
need O. such things no more!"
"What!" cried Mrs. Mainwaring
''dead?" !,
''That's the message" said the boy,
making good his escape with no I'M
necessary delay.
"Addie, dear, You must go and see
about this" said Mrs. Mainwaring.
"Poor, dear Henry's widow! And
there was girl, too, wasn't there
Thomas, Thomas don't put the horses
up. Miss Adela wants to use the car
riage again. Stay minute I'll go,
tool"
But when the claret- colored landau
reached the shabby brick house in ST.
Aloysius Square, it was locked, barred
and suffered.
''My goodness me!'' said good
natured Mrs. Mainwaring. "What a
pity!"
Miss Adela shrugged her sealskin
shoulders.
swell, after ALL" said she, 'per-
haps things happen for the best! The
woman was always begging and dor
rowing. I'm sure I got out of all
patience with her long ago.
Meanwhile Mrs. Traford, looking
listlessly out of the window of an
economical lodging over a bakers
shop, was quite certain that nothing
short of starvation awaited herself and
Dora.
snow, mother, that's all nonsense,
said the latter. "We are independent
now, and that is what we me- 4 most of
all. Mrs. Totem Totem was the
name inscribed in gilt letters over the
store door-"knows of some fancy
knitting you can get to do, and I have
already secured place in St. Fran
cita's Hospital. DR.. Hope always told
me was born nurse, and it was SO 1
nice that he happened to recognize
me when I went to enter my applica-
ton as helper there"
'But the sight of bloodr" said Mrs.
Trafford. "And the smell of ether
and all those horrid things! Dear,
dear! I am sure it would kill me !"
Somebody has got to care for the
poor sufferers" said brave Dora.
And why shouldn't it be me?'
'And to think that the Reverend
Henry Trafford's daughter should
write her name in the hospital books!"
groaned posF> Mrs. Traford, who, like
the proverb1al ostrich, hiding its head
in the sand, all along maintained the
pitiful fiction of exceeding gentility.
ooh, that's all provided for !" said
Dora. 81 wrote my name 'Dorcas
Travers. don't see why I'm not as
well entitled to nomme de plume as
the pen-and-ink women"
cts no laughing matterl r. sighed
the mother,
Isn't it always better to laugh than
to cry?" cheerily demanded Dora.
Dorcas Trayers had scarcely been
week in attendance at the hospital.
when its bustling, imperious, little
head surgeon sent an imperative sum-
mons for her.
You're not afraid of scarlet fever,
are you?" said he, CURLY.
81 am afraid of nothingr' said Miss
Travers.
Good !" said Doctor Hope. "Then
[ shall detail you for instant duty in
Madison avenue. Your bag"
Its here in my arm, all packed"
said Dorcas. 81 thought it would be
we'll to be prepared, SO I left word
with my mother not to expect to see
ne at present.
GOOD again I" said the doctor,
lrawing on his gloves. slump into
The carriagel I'll take you there at
1nce."
sis the-the young person quite ex-
oerienced?" gasped Mrs. Mainwaring,
Ter pink cheeks bleached white, her
point lace cap pinned on swry. "Be- /,
'ause Richard is 80 very i'll. !" II
She'll do very WE'LL" said Doctor |
Hope, gruffiy. ''Be so good as to turn
III these people out of the room, ,
madam. Quiet and fresh air, above {
ii things, must be maintained. :
And this was the first Dora knew
hat she was in the house of her rich a
Citations. Her first impulse was to ]
un after Doctor Hope and tell him
hat she could not remain there; her t
lext to accede quietly to the dictates /
# fate. h
after ALL" said she to herself. s
its simply in the way of business. n
% think that / am to be installed as s
Iurse to that Grand Mogul of Rich s
I'd Msinwaringf'' q
She went quietly about her avoca- a
ions, sort Of crowned queen in the b