The Laurens advertiser. (Laurens, S.C.) 1885-1973, 1914-04-29
from his first examination Of the tiny

puncture5 to send q swtft nenetrept
glance at her, before he bent his great
body to carry the unconscious man to
the house. Again a fit OF shuddering
swept over her. Then, all at once,
tears came. strangling sobs that bent
and swayed her 1t was the discharge
Of the Leyden jar the loosing Of the
tense bow.string and it brought re.
| lief. After time she grew quieter.
| He would get we'll! The thought
that perhaps she had saved his lifo
gave her thrill that ran over her
whole body. And until yesterday she
had never seen him! She lneeled In
the blurred half-light, pushing her wet
hair back from her forehead and smil.
ing up In the rain that still fell fast.
III few moments she y3se and went on.
| At the gate OF the Rosewood lane
| stood matl-boX on cedar post ana
shs paused to fish out draggled Rich.
mond newspaper. AS she thrust It un.
der her arm her eye caught word OF
headline. With flush she tore it
from its soggy wrapper, the wetted
fiber parting in her eager fingers, and
resting her foot on the lower rail Of
the gate, spread it open on her knee.
She stood stock-still until she had
read the whole. 1t was the story Of
John Valfants sacrifice of his private
fortune TO save the ruin of the in
Volved corporation.
It's effect upon her was a shock. She
felt her throat swell as she read: then
she was chilled by the memory Of
what she had said to him: What
mas be ever done except play polo and
furnish spicy paragraphs for the so.
ciety columns?"
what beast | was!" she said, ad-
dressing the wet hedge Gle had lust
done that splendid thing. 1t was be.
cause Of that that he was little better
han beggar, and l said those hor.
fible things!" Again she bent her
eyes, rereadng the sentences "Took
| hls dctractors by surprise .
| mad Just sustained a grilling at the
hands or the states examiner which
might well have dried at their fount
the springs Of sympathy"
She crushed up the paper in her
hand and rested her forehead on tho
wet rail. 1diotically rich-a vandal-
useless, purseproud faneur She
mad called him all that! She could
still see the paleness Of his look as
sho had said it.
Shirley, overexcited as she still was.
felt the sobs returning These, how.
ever, did not last long and in mo.
ment she found herself smiling again.
Though she had hurt him, she had
saved him, too! When she WHISPERED
this over to herself it still thrilled and
startled her. She folded the paper
and hastened on under the cherry.
trees.
Emmaline, the negro maid was wait.
Ing anxiously on the porch She was
thin to spareness. with a face as
brown as a tobacco leaf, restless black
eyes and wool neatly pinned and set
off by an amber comb
Honey" called Emmaline, Use
bcen fearin' TO yo' wild all that light
MIN r'arin' eronn'. Yo' got tn Jess
mine? Give en- to Em'lne. She'll fix
EN- all NICE jes how Mis- Judith like"
All right, Emmaline," replied Shir.
ley. And I'll go and dress. Has
mother missed me?"
Nom. Sic ain lef' huh room this
whole blessed day. Now yo' barth's
all ready-all 'cep'n tn hot watah,
en- l sen Ranston with that tn fus'
thing Yo' hurry en- peel them wet
close off yo'se'f. or yo' have one O.
them digested chills."
Her young mistress flown and the
hot water despatched, the negro wom-
an spread a cloth on the floor and
began to cut and dress the long stalks
of the flowers. This done sho fetched
Do"is and vases, and set the pearly-
white clumps hero and thereon the
dining-room sidebUard, the hall man.
tel xnd the desk OF the living.room-
Till the delicate fragrance filled the
house, quite vanquishing the rose
scent from the arbors.
AS the trim colored woman moved
lightly about in the growing dusk,
with the low click Of glass and muf
fed clash Of silver, the light tat-tat Of
a cane sounded, and she ran to the
hall, where Mrs. cambridge was de-
scending the stairway, one Blim white
hand holding the banister, under the
edge Of white silk shawl which
dropped It's heavy fringes to her dant-
1ly-shod feet On the lower step she
halted, looking smilingly about at the
blossoming bowls.
Don they smell up tn whole
house" said Emmaline. II know'd
y'o be pleas, Mis- Judith Now put
yo' han on nah shouldah en- I'll take
yo' to yo' big cha'h.'
They crossed the hall, the dusky
form bending to the fragile pressure OF