Walker Lake bulletin. (Hawthorne, Nev.) 1883-1926, 1904-02-19

hc s'iiiIS lldn, WHO nau Deefl look
ing out of the parlor window, turned
quickly As he heard light step. How
Is the throat this morning? Surely
you are not going out on such day."
Il am going TO the wilderness to
see poor child who Is ILL.,"
The doctor frowned why not send
grapes and orangesY
The child loves me-" said the prima
donna. Il cannot send grapes and
oranges. | must go myself"
Very well. Ill call cab As your
medical adviser, | must beg leave to
accompany YOU"
They bought fruit and violets and
white and yellow puppy, which n
man ON the curbstone happened to of
fer TO the prima donna at ridiculous
ly low price. She cuddled It in her
arms and talked foolishly TO it all the
way TO the alton.
The train rumbled along slowly.
making frequent stops. The prma
donna sat on distressing plush seat
beside corpulent woman with mar
kets basket and gazed out at dreary
suburbs. The doctor sat In the bag
gage car and held the white and yell
low pup.
At last they were abandoned at a
forlorn little station beside the track.
The road ran south from the plat
form. skirting the edge of mysteri-
ous brown wood, and losing itself over
the top of a hill. The prima donna
led the way with the air of an in
trepid explorer. Her fine eyes bright
ened, an unwonted color flushed her
cheek, and she made naive remarks
about the scenery. They passed
through a field where the whitening
stalks fioated pennons and the ground
was silyery with stubble, and reached
the farmhouse. where chlld's pale
little triangle of face peered eagerly
from the window
She will surely come" Fleurette
had said. she will come. You do
not know my MAJ sele. She never
forgets. She will Gomez
"fleurette. Fleurette, 1t Is |. your
own ma selle. And here is gen
tleman who is dying to make your
acquaintance, and beautiful puppy,
50 new he is not even named"'
Il knew you'd Gomez said Fleur-
ette.
The prima donna and the doctor sat
by her sofa, and she looked from one
10 the other wisely.
"Do you miss me. ma'am' 'selle :?
How do you get along without me at
the performances?
Yes. yes; | miss you. Fleurette:
and we get along very indifferently
indeed without YOU"
Listen. They are kind to me here
kind. But | cannot love them as |
love you and Chum and Nine. Bar
toll. | miss you SO that | lie awake
in the night To cry. DO you think |
shall get we'll soon? And have no
more pain?"
Il am sure Of It," said the prima
donna smilingly.
And may | return and not be lone
ly any more, but very happy?"
Not be lonely any more, but very
happy repeated the prlma donna,
still smiling. but biting her lip.
Later they We're in the kitchen. The
prima donna WAS making Cruel. and
the doctor was making love. She had
II brown gingham apron about her
waist. and also the doctors arm. She
gazed into the saucepan, sighed deep
ly, and stirred the meal and water.
Can nothing be done:' she asked.
Perhaps, l will consult with
specialist. but have never seen you
like this before, dearest,'
This is not my real self. | am
masqueradlng in new role, that is
all
why would you appear to be Gym
ical!"
Conscious that she was not pretty
when she really cried, the prima don
ma tried to wink back her tears, but
unsuccessfully. and was reduced to
wiping her eyes with the apron.
Il love you." said the doctor He
was SO strong she felt Like child in
his hands