Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1928-01-09

Charles Dickens. lsl.-is9n, British
Fl. David s s,s4s 70 from '" ~Sh 'S he
present dehghtfully fascinating episode -
taken Am"of b.. o,nsr c VEL s9 ,rs5
Twist" Great Expectations e'c.l
All OF my recollections of Dora are
inseparatelv connected with her little
spaniel, Gypsy. called lip for short.
He was her constant companion and
the sharer OF all her confidence.
had but lately emerged from
school and was apprenticed with IA
prosperous Law firm In London. The
senior member. Mr.. Speniow. re-
marked that he would he happy To
at his home. MIR. Speniow was as
good as his word.
When we went into the house. Mr..
Spenlow said TO the servant: Where
is Miss Dora"
Dora | thought. What beau
tiful name"'
We turned into room near at
hand and l heard voice say. Mr..
Copperfieid. my daughter Dora" II
was no doubt MIR. Spenlow's voice.
but didn't know II aud didn't care
whose IL was. All was over IN mo
ment. had fulfilled my destiny, /
loved Dora Spenlow to distraction.
All | know OF the rest OF the eve
ming Is that ! heard the empress OF
my heart sing enchanted ballads. ac-
ompanying herself on Il gloriiied in
strument resembling IA guitar. That
I was lost In blissfui delirium. That
I refused retreshment That my soul
recoiled from punch particularly.
That when Miss Murdstone. her gov
erness, took her into custody and led
her away. she smiled and gave me her
delicious hand. That l caught view
Of myself In the mirror. looking per
fectiy imbecile and tdiotic. That ! re-
tired tn bed In ii most maudiin state
of mind, and got up In crisis or Zee
bic infatuati0n.
II was a fine morning. ana early,
and thought would eu and take ii
stroll down garden walk, and IN
duige my passion by dwellin. on
Doras image. ON my way through
the hall | encountered her little dog
up. | approached him tenderiy. Tor
| loved even him, bui he showed ms
| whole set OF teeth. got under chair
expressly TO snari. and wouldn't near
OF the least familiarity.
Later when met Dora In the
| garden tho little dog came running
up In a fine rage. lie was mor'hily
| jealous OF me and persisted In bark
| ing at me. She took him up ~ het
arms-~oh. my goodness.~~and ra'~sasa
| him. but he tnnlsted upon barking su"
| He wouldn't let me touch hin whan
tried and then she beat him " III
creased my sufferipgs greatly I" see
the pats she gave him for pnnlshinen'
on the briig. Of his blunt nose, VIM,
| La tal hIh ana IItktI
her hand and siili Efowle Within MN
self
| ! went back To town and The "iI'f
| in IA maze. and ! know not Mhh'
| blundefs ! committed. Bnt ] was no
| invited down To worship al my s'ii,'
again until one happy day wheh M
| Spenl0w told ma next week w"hn
bring Dora'a birthday. aud he wonh
bs glad IL / would come Down ana 1o'i
the picnic on the occasion.
| ! think I committed every piss'bis
ahsurdity In the way Of preparation
for this blessed event. AZ slk In the
morning I was buying bouquet 10,
Dora. Al 10 | was 0n horseback &
hired A gallant gray for the ocoasionl
| with the bouquet In my hat Ia Keel
II fresh.
| I sunnosa that when ! saw Dora II
ihe garden ana pretended not Ia ate
her, ana rode past the house pfesThd
ing Ia be ansi0uslX ionkins tor u,
committed two small ta0istles wilct
other Young gentlemen IN my olfehn.
stances might have ramml,iedrr7te
cause thsy came 81 very hatafai u
me. But nh, when did find The hohas
ana did dismonnt st the garden gate
apd drag thoss stone hearted haotl
across the lawn 10 Dora sittinE on
iEardsn seal undex q lllAc tres. what /