New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1914-01-18

and regarded its new array OIL bones WIN d"ei "'Ic
81 suppose I'm a sight, And ! was getting 80 lat
tool" she sighed rcgrctfuly. Hundred ana leVen,
"Wcu soon have you back to a hundred and twelve
qr,mpcd the doctor. so fat you1 only be able to
waddle through your office door sdcwisc
But the next moment he very ncay and dctcrmmedly
swcrvcd aside the SEARCHED Lady in her threatened
course toward the bed, bearing a small hand mirror
~AIl a put-up job, anyway, he growled. you only
wanted chance to loaf. Well we won have you loang
around here sick long.
But the Invalid did not pick mp as per schedule. She
obedientlv slipped the doctors brohs and cggnog and
made faces over his medicines quite as model patient
should but the special mixture Of Crit and Ardor that
had made up the Harcourt brand seemed strangely
diluted by month Of fever The little scarlet bo"kno
mouth dropped Imply at the corners there were h''
less violet shadows beneath the eyes that seldom rare
with mrth now. It as though some old hight had
burnt out. Even the flowers
For there were howcrs,-fowcrs until the water
pitcher ovcrfowcd to the green majoca bowl and the
cracker lar and the brass teakctte and then more
flowers until every mug and vase from the second
floor suite and the third floor rear must be mustered
into scrvicc-glowing magical, hamc-dccp roses on
four-foot stalks with the General Manager cara ana
such pcncilngs as Take your time the advertising
hasn't gone 10 smash vet -goldcn-tongucI lonqus
with joyful Tilt Of spring and Spring Openings pouhl
up in ribbons and The sympathy Of Goats and Suits
-hufv, stiff -ncckcl carnations from the dining room
emblem Of chckcn-aud-i night,-tcnicr silver
sNathcd voles and confident, Wcalthfiaunng orchids
freely contributed br the younger Miss Pitcher from the
Monday Callers and the Thursday Caller offerings
The Invalds eyes wandered wistfully back and
forth from the mounting pile OF bills and circulars "
the desk to all this varied floral display
go sweet peas, She yenturcd dchcatoly.
This IS Fcbruary-no more sweet peas, SAID the
Starchcd Lady decidedly.
"Ohi"
The little bed gave a sharp heaye; the Patient head
went down Yes, that was 1t. She must remember
February. 30 more sweet peas. 40 moreover.
That was Lue-al February. Not just one year, but
an endless succession Of stony, unllt fcoIuI
4 choking vision arose OF athlete shoulders and blond
head that had to bend bit it entered her office door
Oh, what il they had launched White Sale, and
breasted q blizzard together Wasn't the Pacific Coast
lined with women beautiful wealthy women worst OF
ALL millions Of fresh sparkling caretree girls not hideous
old Hays all wasted and charred with fever; Only her
cursed vanity could have led her to thinl-lor few
dinners To a man what are a few dinners but-din-
ncrs, Oh what had seemed to her Oblaton had
been to him but a Charity. Oh, the shame OF It.
The Patient teeth began to chatter and her cheeks
to flare with flame more pite)us, more devastating
than that Of fever Then the copper brads boobed tor
ward kindly screen scading drops tracked Jagged
Pathway to Old Age down the gray flint Of the pillow.
Stuff" growled the doctor. Course they bloom in
February. Why, the yards are full Of them now"
And it must have been that the doctor was right and
the Sarched Lady wrong; for next morning tiny, I'm
even handful OF white sweet peas were poisoning wany
in a mblerncarby when the Invalid opened her eyes
She reached out and patted them kindly, as for .
misfortune really not their fault at ALL over which their
feelings must be spared.
MO. the Patient did not pick up she should. She
showed strange dstaste for the press and showed
aside lisessy the great armus Of proofs borne up in
daily triumph by Miss Ellsworth.
Let me show you-isnt this grand layout? Even
Cousin Herbert said it UNUSUAL gurged Miss Els
worth Yes. we re getting on fine without you. Mrs
pDni-D nnl bl,.nn't I'D sDran vet cleared out