The Dickson County herald. (Dickson, Tenn.) 1907-1979, 1914-02-13

trilla settled back as though relieved,
somehow-~an' I've jus, got to ask for
rour help Nov please don't be
scared It's really nothin'-only-well.
I've got to tell abcnt Il. guess" All
the WEAKNESS OF the world was In that
last phrase Il git took this way some
times There's nothin' dreadful about
It when folks understand. Don't call
any body. please don't. Jest stay where
you are, In minute. I'll De goln' out
OF myself -uneonscious, you know. m
talk. probably may thrash around .
little. BY an by. I'll stop tAlkin' an
be perfectly QUIET" Here SvSAiie
shuddered three or four times aga'n.
impersonated an effort OF the will. and
went on Don't do anything to me
while I'm talkin'. But after I'm done
an lay quiet. wait Eve minutes. Then
II don't come to. sprinkle water in
my face. shake me--anything an
don t--tell--any body" These last
words died away in grooming under.
tone. Rosalie sank deeper into her
chair. Her eyes fxed on the distance,
Gradually, her lids fell SO she rested
for some time, immohile Miss Estril-
la, sitting up on her couch. watched
Resale intently. Now and then. Rosa
lie noted. her breathing came In irres-
ular little catches, From the cover
of her long eyelashes. best instrument
OF her trade. Resale stole a glance
which took in this constrained atti.
tude. She lot her lids drcop to q full
close
'Ugh--oh-ugh!" went Rosalie's
voice finally. and al the deep tone, so
unlike Rosalies accustomed silvern
accents, Miss Estrilla started.
Doctor Carvar"--it was deep male
voice which proceeded from Rosalie's
entranced lips this male voice OF her
had been the envy OF her old contem-
poraries -"a--ah! Doctor Carver. |
come to speak Of a young man. see
him near this place, see a struggle
about him. see glass OF liquor on
one side OF him and woman's hand
on the other. He is drawing toward
the woman's hands. see her more
clearly now, She has golden hair. |
see him working far into the night
His hand ls writing ugh" This Was
Il kind OF shuddering groan Il am go
ing Another silence. Then light
fute-like voice--the accustomed tone
o. Laughing Eyes, Rosalies famous
child control, and the most artistic
thing she did.
FLOWERS for pretty LADY," came
the voice OF Laughing Eyes Pretty
lady Ia sick. Pretty lady Is crying. It's
bright here And the spirits talk to
me One, two, three spirits talk to
Laughing Eyes. One OF them wants
the pretty lady-oh, he's gone! He Ia
weak am weak--good by--pretty--'',
Rosalie's lips closed. and she settled
down as though into deeper sleep, She
waited through y space which seemed
eternity. Presently she heard a rust.
ling from the bed Miss Eetriila had
moved. Rosalie braced herself with.
In for the shock OF cold water But
Miss Estrlla only shook her, Resale
made a sleepy motion and became still
Miss Estrilla shook her again. and
called into her ear.
Madame lie Grange-wake upi"
This time, Rosalis permitted hsi
eyes TO open. She stared momen,
as at things remote, fetched another
shudder. sat bolt upright Her frst ex
preston was bewildered. her second
startled There followed every ap
pearance OF embarrassment and
chagrin.
oh what has happened7' she said
Don't YOU know" asked Miss Els
trilia. regarding her narrowly.
j remember coming In here" said
Rosalie, IAN remember telling you
that | might 10 out--fall asleep She
arose at this and began neryously &c
pace the room