The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1896-05-03

green silk powdered with Dresden bou-
quets; It's elegant godets seemed to shrink
away from the gaudy, yellow blousette
near il. Isabed started, and laughed
"Fifine lost no time in cashing that
gown" she noted.
The green skirt swayed aside; behind it
appeared the faces of two women who
were examining ii. Then it fell back in
to its original folds; the women came out
and stood in the doorway. Isabel was IN
terested in the fate of that ex-gown OF
hers. One of the persons was very young,
with the meager shape and the anaemlc
tints of VirtuOus poverty. The other was
elderly and stout, her fiorid face showed
that whatever of prosperity was hers,
habitually translated itself into beer.
said ". sYou,r res giving it to me as cheap
as you can, amt you? It's good deal
for me to pay-but don't care. I've goL
a right to have a good time for once. I'm
tired of acting like your grandmother. 1
want to dance" o.,
"Oh, l don't know. The girls keep teas
ing me to go with them. They say It's
"And You. Emmy, don't heard those
girls. Obey amt no good
But they have good time. See MIS-
Mandlebaum, I'm only IS. Some uptown
girl has danced in that dress. And l want
my turn. I amt meaning any harm"
Isabel HenshaW pitied this young crea-
ture who found life too little amusing.
She had an impulsive wish TO redeem
the gown and give IL to poor Emmy. The
soft
tints into that wan little face; the we'll
cut bodice would be complimentary to
the slim figure, now SO Ill htted IN a
faded cotton blouse: Mrs. MandLepaum'
looking straight before her, delivered I'M
partially her views.
harm. 1 believe dhot. But you better
had live like your grandmutter or me
is goot on buy dhot dhress, for so is
nv peeniss For you, you make money
1 gift it to you so sheap. But SO Is not
dhe end of dhe matter. You mean no
harm. You vos always goot girl, But
after dhot dance you shall feel ugly and
mot know why. You shall say, l Vos 1901
to buy dot dhress; such dtnings is not
far me: today / am tired and cannot
work good-but ach! want to dance
again No, Emmy, you better not make
nc @oni il once. Just for the fun of it."
The old woman shook her mead oml-
nously. Isabel Henshaw was in one or
those overstrung moods when chance
warning of a finger post on twlilgnt
road. She fixed her gaze on Emmy, VINO
stood irresolute, twisting her hands To-
gether. In that moment, Isabel recalied
the circumstances of her choice of that
gown; she had asked her husband what
color it should be, and he said blue
In replying, he had not looked .2 up ,, IRON rom
his newspaper. Egbert Westwood had
once told her that she was most beauti-
full in green; II suited the person OF a
woodnyhph. To choose a green SILK IN
al for her husbands inattention. When
She showed it to him, saying, Il took this
rather than the blue that you suggest
ed" he had answered, Did say blue?
All right; you are very nice in any color. :
Isabel remembered all this with an odd
thrill of penitence. The green gown ap-
peared to her to be the garment of per-
vesity. She feared lest 1t might prove
unlucky also to this poor Emmy. VINO
wanted to dance and meant no harm.
1t seemed to Isabel that Emmy would an
swer for them both. "Only for once. I
mean no harm" the little dame muir
INJURED to herself.
Then the girl spoke: Say, 1 guess
you're about right, Mrs. Mandlebaum. 1
won't go to any dances. Let me take a
half dozen of shirt waists to make. I'll
sew 'em better than last time"
IDIOTS dhe talk, Emmy. go to bring
dhose waist. You can fiery goot sew, ven
you not apout norsense dhink.'
The old woman turned into the shop.
Emmy bit her lip, frowning slightly; then
she shrugged her shoulders and made a
gesture with her hands as If to dismiss
something unseen.
Isabel HenshaW pulled the checkstring
of her brougham: Home, Thomas" she
commanded.