Edith and John: A Story of Pittsburgh — John Shaqi
Edith and John: A Story of PittsburghFarquhar, Franklin Smith
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Edith and John: A Story of Pittsburgh
Farquhar, Franklin Smith
Pittsburgh (Pa.) -- Fiction
"Oh, I am so rough, I am afraid I will contaminate this place should I
remain," replied Star, hesitatingly.
"No, no; you must not think of such a thing, my dear girl. Cheer up and
follow me," said Edith, as Star arose from her chair. Edith kissed her.
Star wiped away her tears, and smiled.
Then Edith lead her to her private bath room, which glistened so in its
whiteness that Star drew back when she came to the door of it. This was
something that Star had never seen before; but she entered, as if it
were a place to be shunned, and was seated. Edith knelt down, in all her
finery, and unfastened Star's coarse shoes, and removed them, revealing
a foot that was as small as Edith's, but reeking with water. Edith then
prepared the bath, and gave Star instructions how to use such a modern
thing of sanitation--all foreign to Star. Then Edith left to fetch new
garments, when Star should give the signal that her ablutions had been
performed. In the course of time, Star gave the signal as agreed upon,
when Edith opened the door and entered, with both arms piled to her chin
with sweet smelling clothing, and a merry smile on her face, and a
laughing twinkle in her eyes. Modesty caused Star to conceal herself
behind the door, in the attitude of the statue of Venus.
"My dear girl, do not be alarmed at me; I am as harmless as a kitten,"
said Edith, as she beheld how naturally modest Star impelled herself to
be, even in the presence of her own sex.
"It is my nature, dear good lady," replied Star, reaching for something
to conceal her person.
"In deference to your modesty, dear, I shall retire, if it is your
wish," said Edith, laughing, as she put down her bundle of clothing.
"Just for a moment, if you please, kind lady," said Star.
So Edith sidled out of the room without looking around at her protege,
while Star pulled on her unmentionables. After which she called Edith to
assist in the furtherance of her dressing in some of the new things she
was thereafter to be seen in.
"These must have been made for me," said Star, as one article after
another was adjusted to her form, seeing that they all fit so well and
so charmingly.
"They were," said Edith, buttoning up the back of Star's dress, an act
she had never done before, being as she always had a maid for that
performance.
"Made for me?" replied Star, with some surprise.
"Yes, you, my dear girl."
"By whose orders?"
"Mine."
"I don't understand," said Star, still more surprised.
"Didn't you know you were to come here?"
"Why, no; I thought I came by chance!"
"You apparently did."
"I wonder who had that much interest in me?" asked Star, for the first
time realizing that she had not been so altogether overlooked as she
imagined she had been.
"I had--I have."
"How? Tell me, dear lady."
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