Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1913-08-16
tinging the white capodimonte figures
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tinging the white Capodimonte figures
on the mantelpiece.
AS the trim colored woman moved
lightly about in the growing dusk,
with the low click of glass and
muff1ed clash of silver, the light tat
tat of a cane sounded, and she ran 10
the hail. where Mrs. cambridge was
descending the stairway, one slim
whfse hand holding the banister, I'M
de- the edge of white SILK shaWl
which dropped its heavy fringes TO
her daitily-shod feet. On the lower
step she halted. looking smilingly
about at the blossoming bowls.
Don they smell up tn whole
house?'' said Emmaline. Il know
yo' be pleas, Mis- Judith. Now put
yo' ham on NAH shouldah en- I'll take
yo' to yo' big cha'h."
They crossed the hail. the dusky
form bending to the fragile pressure
of the fingers Now heah's 70
cha'h. Ranston he made up a little
fab jes' to take tn damp out, en- tn
big lam's lit, en- Miss Shirleyn De
down right quick"
A moment later, in fact, Shirley de-
scended the stair, in a filmy gown OF
muslin, with narrow betting
of gold, against whose flowing sleeves
her bare arms showed with flushed
pinkness the hue of the pale coral
beads about her neck. The damp
newspaper was in her hand.
At her step her mother turned her
head; she was listening intently to
voices that came from the garden-a
child's shrill treble opposing Ran
ston's stentorian grumble.
Listen, Shirley. What's that
Hickey is telling Ranston"'
l. h 4WTIA n
count play-actin'. Cyan fool Ran
ston wild no SIGH snek-story, neidah.
Ain no moc'sin at Danny Co'ot, en-
nebbah was!"
There was, tool" insisted Hickey.
lone bit him and Miss Shirley found
him and sent Uncle Jefferson for DR..
Southall and it saved his life! So
there! DR.. Southall told Mr.. Mason.
And he isn't a man who's just come
to fix it up, either; he's the really man
that owns itl'
who on earth is that child talking
about?"
Shirley put her arm around her
mother and kissed her. Her heart
was beating quickly. "The owner has
come to Damory Court. He"
The small book Mrs. cambridge held
fell to the floor 1.-THE ownerl What
owner"
"Mr. Valiant-Mr. John Valiant.
The son of the man who abandoned
it so long ago" AS she picked up the
fallen volume and put it into her
mothers hands, Shirley was startled
by the whiteness of her face.
"Dearestl' she cried. You are ill.
You shouldn't have come down."
mo. It's nothing. I've been shut
up all day. Go and open the other
window"
Shirley threw it wid" Can l get
your salts?'' she asked anxiously.
Her mother shook her head. mo"
she said almost sharply. There's
nothing whatever the matter with
me. Only my nerves aren't what
they used to be. L suppose-and
snakes always did get on them. Now,
give me the gist of 1t first. 1 can
wait for the rest. There's a tenant
at Damory Court. And his names
John-Valiant. And he was bitten
bv a moccasin. When?'
This afternoon"
Mrs Dandridge's voice shook.
Twill he-will he recover"
"Oh. ves.''
Beyond any question:"
1.-THE doctor says So"
And you found him, Shirley
your"
81 was there when it happened. %
She had crouched down on the rug
in her favorite posture. her coppery
hair against her mothers knee,
catching strange reddish ,over-tones
like molten metal. fromsithe shaded
lamp. Mrs. cambridge fingered her
cane nervously. Then she dropped
her hand on the girls head.
Now she said. tell me all about
If -