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Mayhew having again referred to her purpose of sending for a physician, Ida turned to her and said, decisively: "Mother, do you not realize that I am not a child? What is the use of sending for a doctor when I will not see him? I ask I insist that you and Mr. Stanton interfere with me no longer." "My goodness, Ida, shall not I, your own mother, take any care of you?"
I did act the stupid Pharisee on several occasions, and I might as well own it both to her and myself. A Pharisee is a fool 'per se. Well, I'm sorry to say, her outlook for life is dark at best, even if she were not so fearfully rash and unbalanced. As it is I expect to hear some sad story of Ida Mayhew before many years pass.
Understand, please, that from to-day there is an end of your free-and-easy French intimacies! Colonel Mayhew and I have to consider her good name and her future happiness; and we cannot allow you, or any man, to endanger either." Michael shrugged his shoulders.
I meditated on Stella Mayhew and her mother, and on those silly, faithless girls that thought more of an ice-cream soda than they did of justice and right to their fellow schoolmate. And I meditated on Aunt Jane and her never giving me so much as a single kiss since I came.
John Dozier Pou of Columbia; second, Miss Mildred Cunningham of Savannah; secretary, Mrs. Henry Schlesinger; treasurer, Mrs. Benjamin Elsas; organizer, Mrs. Mary Raoul Millis; auditor, Miss Genevieve Saunders, all of Atlanta. Members of the Executive Board were: Mrs. Mary Meade Owens of Augusta; Mrs. Mayhew Cunningham of Savannah; Miss Anna Griffin of Columbus; Mrs. Charles C. Harrold of Macon.
"I'm in a confoundedly awkward position to apologize," growled Van Berg. "Any reference to such an affair will be like another insult;" and the friends parted in an unsatisfactory state of mind towards each other, and especially towards themselves. But that was a sad and memorable night to Ida Mayhew.
Van Berg, since he is a friend of Ik's?" "No, I'm not," was the sharp reply; "nor do I wish to be." "Why not?" asked Mr. Mayhew in some surprise. "It's sufficient that I don't like him." "He's not your style, I suppose you mean to say?" "Indeed he is not." "So much worse for your style, Ida."
It is very difficult to sing them well. Elsie Janis, a very clever mimic, a delightful dancer, and perhaps the most deservedly popular artist on our music hall stage, is not a good interpreter of popular songs. She cannot be compared in this respect with Bert Williams, Blanche Ring, Stella Mayhew, Al Jolson, May Irwin, Ethel Levey, Nora Bayes, Fannie Brice, or Marie Cahill.
Though at first they felt some spirited resentment against the very plain suspicions of Lieutenant Commander Mayhew, it was not long before both the victims of the queer work of the night before began to see that there was an abundance of reason and good sense in the naval officer's belief and attitude. "There's only one thing we can do, Hal," proposed Jack. "That is, to show Mr.
"Think, think of the fevers, yellow and bilious! Beware of the horrible plague!" "Gabriel! Gabriel!" cried Captain Mayhew; "thou must either-" But that instant a headlong wave shot the boat far ahead, and its seethings drowned all speech. "Hast thou seen the White Whale?" demanded Ahab, when the boat drifted back. "Think, think of thy whale-boat, stoven and sunk! Beware of the horrible tail!"
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