The Jennings daily record. [volume] (Jennings, La.) 1900-1903, 1902-04-29

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ll10 Dorothy looked at Miss Bar
Aas1 and sighed. Miss Barbara
i enrned in the direction OF the sigh and
quickly asked.
Are you sick. Dorothy?
No. dear; why?''
Nothing. only that Is the third time
sou have sighed this morning. and it
@ 20 unusual. l thought you must be
Ill., and the sightless eyes peered so
ssarchingly into Miss Dorothy's face
GhAt flush suftused her withered
cheeks.
somehow 1 keep thinking of our
childhood this morning" Miss Bar
bAra said, leaning back In her chair,
her wrinkled hands letting fall the
knitting with which she had been en-
gagged.
'sDo you remember the school we
attended and the dancing class? I can
ne the professor now, his violin
tucked under his arm, his coat-tails
keeping time to his footballs, counting
monotonously, one, two, three!'" Miss
Barbara paused to indulge in laugh
ak the quaint image she had conjured
ct the way father looked the first
cline the professor preached the sub
let OF your dancing on the stage. You
bad finished some wonderful steps.
nd in transport Of delight the lit
t1S man turned to father, crying you
were ID artistic, that you would have
. career before you on the stage.
Father stared at him moment. then
o0 the stage-never!
ut made a picture, father with his
Algh-bred face. looking half-scornfully
down on the excited little dancing
master! But I was too frightened to
appreciate 1t then" and she took up
her needles, while in thought she was
again the slender girl trembling at
her fathers anger.
did he say that, the professor. I
wean?" Miss Dorothy asked eagerly.
why, yes, indeed; he said you
would grace the stage at fifty! I'm
Agine your dancing now, Dorothy,
and Miss Barbara shook with laugh
<er.
Miss Dorothy joined in feebly, then
said:
81 must leave you a moment, dear,
and hurrying out she dropped down
on the stairs that led to the bit OF a
room overhead.
They were poor, these sisters, all
their wealth having been lost in un-
wise investments. Miss Dorothy
crouching on the stairs thought of all
the brigN, happy past, Of her merry
Girlhood. She saw her soldier lover
now, as if the years had not inter
vened, as he stopped at the bend IN
the road to wave his gray cap in
last gay farewell. And she remem
GDered how they had come and told heI
he was one who had fallen violently
fighting the maiden battle. For years
he had been sleeping in a grave
marked only by a single word. 'Un
known" Yet, sad as that time In the
sunny south far across the Atlantic
had been, the future that now lay be
fore her had a drearier aspect. Their
she had been young, and had brave
sympathetic Barbara to lean upon
Now, Barbara blind and nearly help
less, turned to her for comfort ane
support, and she.. what could she do
81 never coulfydo anything but
and again til thought suggested by
->hen sisters rds returned to her
Could she dot ISsnot that, wha'
then. starvation, he almshouse-
Brushing away her tears she re
turred to the room, striving to speal
rs usual.
Barbara, am going out to attent
to some business; wish me 'gooe
luck dear" She was trembling ant
rs she finished her voice nearly broke
Quite unconscious of any unusua
agitation in her sisters voice, still
thinking of the past, as those to whom
the future holds no promise Otter
DO, Miss Barbara drew down her sis
ter's face and kissed her gently. say
ing, You always have my best pray
ers and wishes and with these word
to cheer her 1850 Dorothy hurrie,
away.
>-A. oheater was ablaze with lights
They shone on the fair shoulders o
beautiful women, on the sombre even
ing suits of the men; on young ant
old; on rich and poor. The world ant
his wife was present, at least that i
what the Duchess of Kew told he
companion, and if the Duchess di,
not know, who did?
"You know" the Duchess went on
eft is positively her last appea4-lce
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