The Dawson news. (Dawson, Ga.) 1889-current, 1896-04-29


was society doctor, with a plausible
manner, gray hairs and Ike eneDJoyment
of the sympathy aud interest OF pretty
women. He sat next to stout lady with
a contented smile and placid blue eyes.
She was Mrs. Marston's best friend and
little deaf Most of the women were
fast, and most of the men wero hoorsy,
and they all agreed at dinner that they
had never seen their hostess looking so
we'll.
1--WE shall meet at Nottingham tc NOR
row." whispered the guardsman.
He was nice boy, and he defended
Dorothy Marston when her own sex re-
viled her.
She thought, ITO Nottingham and
Daisy perhaps dying"
, Aloud she said
"l'll come. can drive you down if
you like. You had better lunch here
first"
"Charmed of course" he murmered.
The man on her right asked her if she
had won money on her Derby. She fan
cied she heard her maids voice in the
hail, and she wondered if she had return
ed with any news as she answered.
~ made little. Lewis was horribly
unlucky. He insisted on backing some
beastly outsider"
Then she laughed, slipped her cham
payne and glanced at an old sdmirer,
half way down the table, 4 timid little
woman at the other end caught the look
and hated her for it. The recipient was
the girls husband.
"And now tell me some delightfully."-
naughty scandal" Mrs. Marston said to
the hoersy man. "The latest and best
you know"
Mrs. Graham?"
"! ;, she's aH old story"
"9ive You my honor-new edition.
"Really! Go on
"Warned off the bookstalls.''
swell, I'm not bookstall.''
AS he paused she thought
"Marie can't have found Sir John. l
wonder If they have a good nurse, They
might nave let me see her inst for one
moment. Children rarely take to step
mother, but Daisy used to love every
one." Aloud she said: $50 Mrs. Ora
ham has even overstepped the bounds of
modernity."
Taken the barrier in one Stride"
Bravo, am always grateful to wo-
man who gives me something notorious
to talk about" And she thought, 81
wonder if she suffers much. They said
No better. Could that mean thai
she was worse2 How all these PEG
pie would chatter and whisper if thu!
knew the situation tonight! Not ont
of them would be scrry-yes, Hildi
would, poor, frightened, little woman
because her baby died, although l flirt
with her husband. And my baby-O
God, how happy l was over Daisy ant
now-its my own fauls for leaving her
but how could know she was goin,
to be ill?'
The room, with its brilliant lights, it
sound of voices and its laughter, fade,
, from sight. In Imagination she wa
carried far away to the little bedroom
next to the nursery in the old house
, She bent over Daisy, who slept ant
. dreamed of mamma-the real mamma
, not her new one-and she said to tn
cold, stern faces areHnd her: "Hav
pity7 let me kiss her once. won't dis
a turb her. l won't wake her" Perhap
they might consent and let her cree
a away, having seen her baby aud klsse,
her, as in the old happy days.
= 3'She heard the gGardsman ask her
A question and replied atrandom-
II Yes, | am going to act as a Gree
n goddess. It's queer kind of play, bu
one canAsdo anythiag nowadays, an,
lLady Lane acted DIT, so that makes tn
\ whole thing so eminently respectable
She died of dullness, poor old dowG. He
husbands nice R0y-he got me lat,
1.-THE show.
She reached out her hand and pune,
. an 'eCcbid to pieces, sad the room fade,
from sight again. She stood near tia
little bed: Daisy was awake and kneq
liner They weren't angry; they wee,
kindS they let her holG her close, let he
, stay to nurse her, let her soothe her q