The Robesonian. [volume] (Lumberton, N.C.) 1870-current, 1897-12-08

9 Doris cleared her throat gentl
$ and looked at herself in the ela
again. All, it was that, was j,
30 like Lisa, to be vehement, an
pathetic, AID trifle hysterica
l over everyday physical inco,
3 Venlences. And yet, in o wei
? regulated, sisterly manner she ws
quite fond of Lisa.
} Elsa" she said, 81 have bee
! thinking that I should like Won I
! help me on Thursday night. m
i birthday, you know. So don
run away, and keep out of sight
There will: be some.,new peonl
here' an American lion among tn
rest-a Mr.. Adrian Basilhurst :"
"A lion?' said Lisa. "What j
he lion for?''
because he cannot help it,
suppose" said Doris. eff yoi
mean why do people make a lion
OF him, that is explained easily
enough. He has an immense dea1
OF money. If he was not an nm.
usual sort of person, he would be
so rich as to be positively un.
pleasant" t
II can stand that" said Lisa.
Il thought he was~;an.. author, or
an artist. I can stand him if he
ls only rich.'' And then she
started, slightly, "Was he here to-
night?" she asked.
"Yes,' Doris answered. Z
'O-oh," said Lisa.
After that there was a little
pause, broken hy;Doris.
"There is my green tulle, Won
can wear" she said. 81 have
done with it,"
"Thank you, answered Lisa.
ou are very kind, Doris, though
green isn't at all my color, and /
shall look demoniacal in it,"
"No, you won't, said Doris.
And DO not use such strono
terms, Lisa
She went out of the room short
ly afterward, carrying her pretty
train daintily over her arm: and
Lisa was left to herself in a ruefnl
mood enough.
When Doris light footsteps had |
lied out of hearing, Lisa even |
ourst into a wretched little laugh
"Green tulle!' she said. "Green
sulle Of all the colors in the world
She would lock- better in orange
color herself than shall in green.o
1T was a little hard, but it was
Ter usual fate. Pale-green, and
llacs, and blues, which made her
iellcate olive skin look almost un-
wholesome, were the very thing
or Doris, and consequently Lisa
vas Invariably doomed to them in
heir faded stages. She seldom
lad positively new garment,
'oor Lisa! It was imperative
hat Doris should look we'll, but
he was not of much consequence.
And travelling is SO expensive.
md how much of your allowance
ave yon left, Lisa?" Mrs. Drum
1ond always found it necessary
o say at some time or other dur. +,
ng the naenth. Itswas a misera-f
le pittance enough, this poor, !,
title allowance; and Though it
as Lisa's bycourtesy, she seldom
capped the benefit of it.
If she had only had something {
spectacle left to her this month. {
1st enough to- buy one solitary ]
ress for Doris birthnight party! I
he could have bought one for SO f
tile; a maize-colored gauze, for Fl
lstance, which she could have t
lade herself, in fashion elabor- t
.e enough to atone for it's sim Q
llclty, or rather lack of other Q
n
1T is SO easy to puff, and frill, +
i'd plait these light, airy things" t
le said, with sigh. "And they o
ways look pretty when they are a
esh:s' il
She put her haad in her pocket,
Id drew out her purse. But v
lere was little use in examining. c
here was some money there, but it
't enough. '.''Just like,mv hat r. r.
innings and dress-materials al y
ays turn out, just enough to Il
i've one~n,ad, Only few lires ri
ore would do it, she said. b
She threw the purse across the p
ON, and let it lie there. The u
ought of the green tulle made
r desperate. ''He would be sure
think she had chosen it herself
I'd would naturally despise her.
ow COULD he help despising o
llow-faced creature, who was SO a.
terly devoid of intellect as to a
'ar q green dress. Oil" she