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

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lliss Dorothy looked at Miss Bar
eals and sighed. Miss Barbara
eturned In the direction OF the sigh and
quickly asked.
Arc You sick. Dorothy?'
No, dear; why?"
Nothing. only that is the third time
JON have sighed this morning. and it.
% 90 unusual. I thought you must be
III" and the sightless eyes peered so
osarchingly into Miss Dorothy's face
that flush suffused her withered
cheeks.
Somehow I 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.
do 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
uonotonously, 'one, two, three!'" Miss
Barbara paused to indulge in a laugh
q the quaint image she had conjured
1p. then went on: II never will for
ct the way father looked the first
time the professor preached the sub
joct OF your dancing on the stage. You
bad finished some wonderful steps.
Ind in a transport Of delight the lit
do man turned to father, crying you
were h artistic, that you would have
. career before you on the stage.
rather stared at him moment, then
nd in his sternest tone, "A Carroll
0n the stage-never!'
at made q picture, father with his
Aigh-bred face, looking half-scornfully
down on the excited little dancing
master! But I was too frightened to
appreciate 1t them" 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.
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
tsr.
Miss Dorothy Joined in feebly, then
said:
II must leave you 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 IN
wise investments. Miss Dorothy
crouching OH the stairs thought Of all
the brigM, happy past, Of her merry
Girlhood. She saw her soldier lover
now, as if the years had not inter
gened, as he stopped at the bend In
the road to wave his gray cap in a
Last gay farewell. And she remem-
Bored how they had come and told her
he was one who had fallen violently
lighting the maiden battle For years
he had been sleeping in grave
marked only by 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. Then
she had been young, and had brave,
sympathetic Barbara to lean upon.
Now. Barbara blind and nearly help
less, turned to her for comfort and
support, and she. what could she do?
81 never coul Ido anything but
and again t1 thought suggested by
'hen. SISTERS rds returned to her.
Could she dot? LS<not that, what
then? starvation, he almshouse-
Brushing away her tears she re
turred to the room, striving to speak
as usual.
Barbara, I am going out to attend
to some business; wish me good
luck dear" She was trembling and
as she finished her voice nearly broke.
Quite unconscious Of any unusual
agitation in her sisters voice, still
thinking of the past as those to whom
the future holds no promise often
DO, Miss Barbara drew down her sis
ter's face and kissed her gently. say
ers and Wishes" and with these words
to cheer her '-'~e Dorothy, hurried
away.
81. cheater was ablaze with lights.
They shone on the fair shoulders of
beautiful women, on the sombre even
ing suits of the men; on young and
old on rich and poor. The world and
his wife was present, at least that is
what the Duchess of Kew told her
companion, and If the Duchess did
not know, who did?
"You know" the Duchess went on,
eft is positively her last appea.-lce.
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