Daily press. [volume] (Newport News, Va.) 1896-current, 1898-09-11
WHITE IN A NIGHT.
"scnd Felicc to me at once," said Nine.

do not think that she can be III the house.
q Indeed if madame will permit me. I think
I can guess Folce has been in the habit
Of going out OF evenings. Fclicc has a
lover"
..Indcc,l!'' said Mime. Pcrr4,t. ..Wcll.
pretty girls generally have bcaux. Only
she should not forget her dutes.''
.'lf madam" will permit, the servants
say that this beau of Felicc's is a gentle
man, not u man of her own position, and
that-but no matter: it is none of my
business. Only young girls were more
prudent i'll my days
Il will speak to Felice." said madame
sit was right of you to mention this
Then She sank back into her chair and
waited little longer. She WAS not /.
nervous person, and yet u gloom and dread
for which she had no words began to set
tie down upon her. She shud,l.rcd. sho
grew cold. she dared not look behind her,
she fancicd strange voices borne to her on
the breeze that lifted the curtains over the
open windows.
In the salon NJ Pcrrot and some ole,
friends drank Wine and played cc;,rtc.
She would have gone To them had she
dared. but she dreaded the long corridor
too n,uch. She absolutely did not dare to
open the door.
Some who knew the value of the
jewels she lad worn that day might have
followed her home. The idea Of the black
visaged rufiian was so terribly vivid that
Nine Pcrrot actually gave u little scream,
and, Selling the small silver hand i,cii
which stood upon the table near her, RAM.
it violently
1t was i'll this way that she WAS won't to
summon Fclice from her own little room
hard by. The other servants only answer
ed the bell Which communicated with the
kitchen, but Mme. Pcrrot had now be-
come too nervous to cross the room to
touch it,
She rang the little silver bell ana looked
over her shoulder toward the door, hoping
that some one had heard The door open-
Cd, and Fclicc entered slowly.
licr face was very pale, her large, dark
eyes We're darker than ever. Sho made
her little courtesy and stood before Mime.
Porrot with her hands folded together
You have been II long whilc in COM
ing" said Mime. Pcrrot. - have waited
for you two hours. This must never hap
pen again
NO, madame; never again.
see that it does not. My dressing
gown, Fclicc.'
The girl already held it in her hands.
Usually she was brisk and active in her
movements. Today She was strangely
slow and solemn
- If it WIS my shroud, you could not be
EAANNh pNtL ~ CIlctt All me- pcfrtt.
There, comb my hair and go You are
too frightfully solemn to endure any lon
GER
1t is ,nndanlc's will that should comb
her hair:' she said.
Have you gone crazy, Felircs Have
you not done it every night for !. year,
II it is n;s,lamc's will, l ,nust do 1t .
said felicc III tho same strange way, ana
she stepped behind the l;ldy's chair.
- IN- flII,.
fell about the lady IS shoulders. Softly tho
maid gathered them under her hands ana
began to pass the comb through them
AS she did SO Nine. Pcrrot Experienced
such u shock as ono receives from ,:n clrc
tric battery.
Whit /. strange fcclins!" she cried.
Again the comb entered her hair
Again She experienced that singular sen
sutton.
she cried, starting to her feet. ''Nhnt arc
you doing to me? YOU
But there WAS no one there. Tho door
had not opened or shut Fulicc had been
standing behind her the instant before
Now she was gone. Tho dread of she
Knew not what was heavier than before
She could neither scream nor run
All that she could do WAS to drag, herself
to bed and draw the coverlets over her
head. Whether She tainted or lost con
seriousness she never knew.
1t Was late when she n,y0l.c The hands
OF the alabaster clock upon the n;,ntel
piece pointed 10 the hour ~ 10, but instead
of the usual domestic rounds Of the hour
she was conscious Of n stl:,n;e, hustle and
confusion, and she thought sl:c heard the
name Felice repeated in tones of horror
more than once Why did they not come
to her and tell her?
IN Il moment moro tho door opened and
NJ pcrrot, wrapped III his quilted dress
ing gown, c;amo in His face was very
grave.
Your re awake, my lovc?'' he asked.
Yes l am awake. What has hap
pcncd."
Your maid, l1clice, is dead She has
taken poison. Her mother, /. wnsirrvom-
an, lives in the Rue St Cyr She went
there yesterday afternoon, and this morn,
ing was found dead in bed The lu,,tn
tations OF the poor woman awakened me.
She had brought Il note which lfclicc had
left for you. Shall / read it:''
Yes, mon ami" said Nine pcrrot.
trembling violently.
Adored madame, = he began, Il shall
never dress that beautiful hair again
knew 1t whom l arranged it AN hour ago
When you return home, Fclicc will he
dead. She is too miserable to live. All,
madame, when you touch that little bell
have obcycd SO long it seems to mo that
my spirit must hear it and come 10 you
again!'
'Henri"' cried Nine Pcrrot, with u
scream. 'Oh, Henri, this is terrible! Fe-
lice undrcssed my hair herself ut midnight
--Fclicc who was then dead! Come to
me! Let me touch you! Save me from
this great terror that is gathering about
me.'
Al. perrot few to his wifc's side. Tho
light from the open window fell across the
pillow and over the beautiful head that
lay upon it. He stared ut it for u moment.
Mon Dicu, my child ne cried,
amazed and mortified, what has hap
pened: Your hair has turned whitcn'
And this is how Mime. Porrot's hair
turned White at the age Of 20. -Eachunge
Granddaughter In Football.
In an English case Mr. Justice Hawkins
recently said respecting mansl;lughtcr in
football that it might be useful to remind