Hot Springs weekly star. (Hot Springs, S.D.) 1892-1917, 1898-06-24

Here both were called to share thu
consultation, which was rather noisy, and
ended In IN appointment for Dorothy I'd
practice with Miss Oakeley at noon the
following day. Then she declared she
would be Lutte for dinner, q crime her aunt
would never forgive.
There ts q very amusing article on the
Aesthetics of Dress in one of the maga-
zines" said Egerton. 81 forgot it, but IL
you will let me bring it over this evening
III read it to you"-he stood with his
back to Dorothy. speaking to her sister.
"oh! yes. certainly-thank your she re.
turned, with a little nervous catch in her
voice-raising her eyes to his and then
dropping them quickly.
oh; Mabel dear! Why did you let him
door was closed. II should have cnioyed
a nice. quiet evening. and above all / don,t
want him."
"How could I rcfuser asked Mabel,
pressing her hands together. "He had
asked Herbert and Paul to let him como
and try his chance, and Herbert told me"
Dorothy kind Of sharp cry-.I thought
he knew me better!
"Nell, dearest, you know you are NOT
obliged to marry him."
II am quite aware OF that" said Doroi
thy with decision, "but I object to b.
teased."
Egerton did not fail to keep his prom.
Use. He was more than usually agreeable.
keeping under the strain OF cynicism that
often tinged his talk. He read aloud
well, and his comments on the paper
when he had finished it were amusing,
the "reminiscences it evoked of the vari.
GUS fine Indies. mistresses of the art Of
dress, interesting: he addressed most Of
his conversation to Mabel, who said lit
tile, lying back among her sofa cushions
as II weary, while Dorothy worked dill
gently Mt a highly ornamental pinafore
for her little niece, which was a blessed
occupation for her eyes. At length, af-
ter n short pause, Egerton exclaimed in
an altered voice:
u am afraid 1 am boring you. Mrs. CAL
lander. You are looking awfully ILL.,"
1T is that horrid neuralgia" cried Dor
othy, laying down her work and going to
her sister. "She has been suffering all
day-would you like to go to bed, Ma
bcl?"
LET me try mesmerism!" urged Eyer
ton. 'She'll have an awfully bad night,
Miss Wynn. I'll make n few passes.
You'll see how o the look of pain will
leave her"
e" don't half like it!w said Dorothy
doubtfully.
Egcrton came and stood beside the sofa,
his eyes fixed on Mabel, who did not make
the slightest resistance. Slowly passing
his hand over her face in the fashion
usual with mesmerizers, the tired eyes
gradually closed, the panied, contracted
expression passed from her face, md she
slept the peaceful sleep of an infant.
ut is wonderful" whispered Dorothy,
who felt III indescribable impulse of pity
and tenderness toward the gentle, loving
sister who seemed so mysteriously OPP
presscd-the tears were in her eyes, and
her voice faltcred as she added: II wish
you could give me this power, that l
might enable her to rest! she seems so
helpless"
"She is" returned Egerton in n deep
tone full of feeling. "But unless you have
the power l could not give it you. 1 did
not know I possessed it till that strange
mystic Bohemian Grain I told you about,
whom l knew some years ago rs Prague,
assured me l had it and made mel experi-
ment ON some of her people. I am half
ashamed of it. l would never use my
power save to give physical relief. There
is Il prejudice against it, too. Perhaps it
would be as well not to inform Mrs. CAL
lander. for instance, that l was able to
give your sister some reposc."
"Oh. certainly not" cried Dorothy.
'The less said the better. people are so ILL.,
natured. l hope my dear sister will not
van your aid any more. l shall sit and
watch her till she wakes, and so l must
say goodnight now."
ITO be continued.l