Virginia gazette. [volume] (Williamsburg, Va.) 1893-192?, 1901-04-06

nj me O'CLOCK. we VIII now be.
IN hold the animals parade" muir
INJURED Mrs. Stanley Weston. CHANGING
at the little gold clock that had just
announced the hour with musical self
satisfaction.
Don't be rude. Betty. They're my
guests-if they arc bore. How do
I look?-
"A touch Of rouge. my dear. would
assist the ensemble. Pallor is sup
posed 20 De interesting and sounds
well in books and things. But in
real life it's apt 20 be pasty-looks
like dis0rdered liver or love or some
thing"
Betty. Nou are atrociousi~
Mrs. Stanard picked mp a little sill
yer box and delicateiy applied a touch
or rose-hloom 20 her cheeks. Mrs
Weston stretched her blue satin slip
pers toward the bright CRATE FIRE with
luxurious little wriggle. but her
eyes. blue ~ the slippers. never left
her hostess face They narrowed
shrewdiy as Mrs. Stanard leaned close
90 ;he tapers.
~ little more That's better. Not
sleeping weli-hm? Don't care
whether school keeps and ali the
rest 81 it? Won't DO. my dear. Ruin
Gus 10 the complexion. Cut IT, out"
Il wish YOU would not use that
ahominabie slang. You talk like some
factory girl" Mrs. Stanard put the
silver hoN back on her dressing table
with Z weary little gesture and the
blue eyes narrowed again.
my dear. 10 Is absolutely impossible
20 express ones self In the queens
English nowadays. 10 is good form.
| Of course. but inadequate Awfully
inadequate. The factory girl saws in
a sentence what good form takes a
chapter 20 express. And even then
the factory girl has the best OF IL.
What are you fretting about
Nothing"
/ Mrs. Weston ...vates her artistical-
| y penciied eyebrows and thoughtful
| IS pats the pesri clasps on her long
suede gloves with one finger The
other folds her arms on the silver
| Cupid frame 81 her tall cheyal glass
and drops her head on her arms.
after carefully counting the pearl
| clasps three times Mrs. Weston Mods
in satisfied manner. then allows her
eyes 20 travel mp the long lace train
tin they reach the bare shoulders and
stiu. bowed head.
That pose is very graceful and
fetching cherie." she saws cheerful.y
~Rut it's wasted. There's no one here
but me. And it's 9.l5."
She looks sharply al the listless face
ia the mirror. then rises with a little
fTou-frou % sillSen petticoats and gets
glass OF wine from a cabinet.
Drink, pretty creature. drink.
don't dare. for 20 always makes my
nose red. That fact alone has saved
me from the gold cure. For If there's
anything ] enjoy it's the wine when
Il is red. And I could. like Omar. d.
Vorce baTre1 reason without q qualm
But my complexion, Especially one,
nose. And now, Mrs. Stanard. IL yor
DO not want your guests 10 GO HON,
ia dudgeon. minus hostess and TEN
per, Il behooves YOU 10 make YOU
presence material in the drawing
room. And do not propose TO waste
this new gown on the desert air AM
longer. Come on"
little later and white lace an,
blue velvet are surrounded by Hgh
and color. the sweeping gowns o
fair women aud the black coats o
the men as contrast. The air j. sof
and languorous with the odOr of hot
house flowers. and through the hun
Of cultured voices creep the fain
strains Of ..istant string Instruments
Mrs Stanard's face j. serene an,
slightly smiling. and her voice has Jus
that touch Of personal interest tba
s0oths and attracts. as she greets escl
Of her guests with perfect tact. He
eyes. dark and tranquil. pass from fac
20 face and tell nothing. The hour
| pass and find her still smiling. inter
. | ested. uuwsaried.' Only The flower
droop a her breast and as she unfas;
ems them she presses the thorny stem
r hard against the soft flesh for me
ment. 4 sharp pain is relief from
duh ache. sometimes. And she smile
T oddly as she drops the dead flowers b,
hind her and pulls the frosty lace
little higher where one thorn ha
T, MARRIED the skin.
} Il missed you last night. You di
not 90 10 hear Calve."
1 4 tail man with a dark. strong FAC
I wac bending over her. The face va
) too grim 10 BE- handsome. II was hea,
c ny lined and the eyes were deep-se
keen, reticeut
, Another engagement. And Il wa
I ,,STmen? ] was 90 sorry"
Q Smiling. she gives him her hand
y moment and Hfts her erss % hfs