The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1895-01-13

she said. Wistiully.
"They had probably enough meat 20
Keep them property u1url-h-'l. Iiut you2
Was be NOS better with you them
"lt came just Zoo latr for me- I think
J has Grown careful and fearful ] had
lost confidence iU myself. and had al
ready chat lsfeateI look that is more
ruirors to woman than smallpox.
tried tp rejoice iu fte joy of tho others.
dii- indeed, Llt ! could only be- sorry
for ruEseIl"
-raor tr'ne~ said Mary. III I had
oriy kuosa you--
The other smiled gratefully.
Ell grew TOO dreadful at last" she said.
after pause "I ouud one day that I had
grown cruel and mean. tried"-she
moistened her lius-"I' tried-t1 iniure
one of the little sisters ia the eyes Of her
lover"
You poor soul" said Mary "you poor
thing- No doubt she aggravated you.
lhose Very young ones are often miuxes''
Ihat was no excuse said the woman
severely. Then ] went To- learn u be a
hospital nurse.'
Mary.
It may De-. I'm my case it was not
THE suffering of ugly people hurt me less
man the joy Of pretty ones; that was ALL
Iher } was busy and important"
ana you forgot yourself and thought
Only no" YOU might help others said
Mary, watching her with her kind eyes.
NO she said. with an odd panied
laush. u never forgot myself but 1 was
the best nurse ga the hospital II was the
hfst time in ai my starved. stunted
years that ! was recognized as being FIRST
lA anything, and l lived up to my new
ciassliication. ! was invaluable"
irr race grew each moment harder and
older. Mary felt distracted lest the jap
ahtse boy should come i'm and see in
just then Susan brought the tea. Mary
made IT, and insisted on the woman's
tatins and drinking, and once made her
laugh fresh. quite young little laugh
winch reJoiced Mary, for she knew that
a. long as Woman's laugh rings true
lhere sentleness and youth still in her
The woman herself was wondering why
It was that she could look with such alb
solute pleasure at Mrs. ChishoIm's noblv
perfected curves, whereas to watch the
ually rounding Of the young sisters an
giles had been 10 her cruel pain.
Possibly il was because she knew the
power TO compete with The grovvineness
or youth-that lovely muGnous faculty
10 grow that makes youth al once so
sweet and so terrible had been taken out
or her hands forever But. in the ample
perfected form of Mrs. Chisholm She
could fiud rest. and a Tiny raw Of hone
For once a woman has reached the ulti-
matum of hey physical beauty her fell
low-Woman knows well that her next step
must be downward. and she is aware that
somewhere alons the march of decay the
beautiful and the unbeautitul must meet
on more equal terms than ever they have
met during these dear. dead years of
growth. And SO tn lean woman felt more
akin to Mrs. Chisholm than she had ever
felt to her young sisters
Presently she continued her starved lit
tie story
cone day several new students came
N7IfpftIfr-er4 d
Mr. kichiedom. When the men wanted
anything especially well done they got me
To do 10 il possible, but If they could they
passed nae over. ] had no fellowship with
them any more than had with my young
sisters / hardly wonder That feeling Of
being snubbed, and of the skins tighten
ing daily over ones nose, makes one so
uninterest!ng I often seemed to myself
SO exactly Ike the brown hollad of which
our aprons We're made. Alr k.chiedom
was different from all the others; he was
invariably gentle ana. kndly-he is. of
course, "a gentleman in his own country"
she explained simply, land he is very
clever IN his profession. He lilxe-reany
liked to talk to me. He wanted to-he
used to make opportunities" she flushed
holly 1t was so strange ana new" she
said.
You have a pretty nose" broke in
Mary with some irrelevance. land that
enormously improved"
Mrs. Chisholm" she blurted out. Il
tried IT, painted 49,"
But you did it so atrociously." Mary
said, serenely. The worst sign painter
could not have produced SO shocking a
daub."
But the sin" she gasped
Hum" said Mary, didn't consider
IT from that point of view"
The deceit"
"Oh! my dear creature. there wasn't
any"
Il thought 1t was only those-those
women thought might have been mis-
taken for"
"Oh, no" said Mary. u assure YOU that
would have been quite impossible"
81 was brought up to think is sin
so was |. But sa one gets along, one
mobiles ones notions with regard to sin,
| which after all is a relative term"
'Oh-h-h--,"
But" said Mary. when you come to
! think of it. isn't IL? And doesn't an I'M
! trained conscience rather strike you in the
/ light of a terror let loose? You see 1t has
! no sense of moral proportion and its one
! limited egotstical notion is to do justice
TO itself and to the proud body that
/ owns it,"
But surely. surely, conscience is wo-
mans best friend"
Yes, when it's ranged itself and time
has shorn it of its excuses. Those young.
/ housekeeping, inflated cousciences often
/ want lot of breaking in"
But how, in what way?" said Mrs.
/ Kichiedom. bewildered.
Sometimes" said Mary. softly. ITS
/ done by little negligible quantities-the
shattering of an idol the Swapping of a
! heart-string, the deceit of a friend.
/ the faithlessuess of man. Some
/ times it takes time-tnme enough
/ for the dew that used merely to
brighten and deepen our g.rlish eyes. to
have turned TO the bitter waters that made
4 red our womens noses. Oh, the potter
/ has many methods to teach us that the
I chief use of a conscience is to keep our
/ thoughts off our souls, and just make of
! itself a buffer with which to save its
ne.ghbor from chatting and pain" Mrs.
( hichiedom sighed and looked at her.
Il have always pride1 myself on the
/ indeXible rgidity of my conscience" she
/ said, with a hurt look. Ii is hard to have
even the genuest reproach cast on a
/ cherished ideal.
"Ah. 50 used l." Mary said but that
/ was a long time ago. Do you know. /
/ envy YOU your youth, Mrs. Ktchiedom. The
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