The Dawson news. (Dawson, Ga.) 1889-current, 1896-01-08


ous said she. "It seems to me it is
when you are young and have all your life
to make or mar before you that you have
the best right to be serious. -
"Why, why, Linda, my girl! 1t isn't
you haven't come to tell me you are going
to get married again?''
Married againI' exclaimed the young
woman. "NO one ought to get married
again; it doesn't sound pretty"
II didn't mean to say that. I am an
unfortunate, laundering old ancestor.
Don't be too hard on me. You know,
daughter, I'd love to see you happy, even
if you did leave me to the mercy of the
housemaids.
"Would you, father, would your" Linda
came and sat on the arm of his chair and
stroked his grtzzled hair.
"Out with it! Who is itP I'm braced, 3"
said the father grimly.
ooh, I'm not going to marry. I'm
not" DRIED Mrs. Marmont, with even un-
necessary fervor. "You ought to know
that. You know, wasn't very happy,
and-and want to be deaconnessp'
IA whatP''
"You know, the order of deaconnesses
they have in the church, papa. They
give their lives to good works.
Lord, Lord! 1t sounds as If they wore
boomers. They don't, do they?"
The costume is very becoming" said
the widow, with frosty severity.
"Well, that's something to be- thankful
for"
Papa, you must treat me like grown
person for three minutes I want to tell
you that have made up my mind I'm
going to enter the novitiate. I'm going
to be deaconness.
She stood in the middle of the room, her
hands clasped before her and looking ter
ribly formidable for such slender young
beauty in good clothes. "It's my one res
olution for the new year." she went on
very quietly, but her breath coming in ir-
regular pants. II thought ought to tell
you as soon asI had made up my mind,
and l made it up today, on this last day
of the old year, and it's the last, too, of
my old life. I'm tired of the frivolity and
emptiness of the old life
She moved toward the door; as she laid
her hand on the knob she turned and said
to the silent man.
"Im not going to the ball tomorrow
night, but dom t let my movements disturb
yours"
81 trust you have not at this hour con-
cluded to throw over your Aunt Sarah
dinner, too, - he said, with sarcastic into
nations.
NO." was the answer. "I don't know
how Aunt Sarah's dinners could ever be
looked upon as festivities. I'm only try
ing to sober my mind and expect that
to be very SOLDERING function. F."
Aunt Sarah's dinner was to be eaten
that very evening, and the guests were to
dance and play whist and watch the old
year out. 1t was to be a family party with
sprinkling of such other people as could
be brought to join a family party-cer-
tainly not likely was it that they would
be very gay members of society.
81 don't care what you do with it, u
said Mrs. Marmont, when her maid was
doing her hair. tits not important how
look"
"Why, madame, it ees not LADIES'
luncheon you dress for! There will be the
gentlemen. Is it not sop
The mistress laughed and answered that
1t didn't matter.
Z Mrs. Marmont went to the despised din
=, ner looking uncommonly imposing and
$ handsome. When she entered her aunt't
drawing room, q little admiring hush anC
% then little admiring murmur greeted tht
Ssefas draped white figure, such as wa
. bardlS to be expected from company 81
s3ahiHaf. with the sight of her. But ::
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