Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1877-08-30

Tue LATEST Novxt.-H was the
wild midnight.
The tame midnight was off watch
and bad gone to bed three hours be.
tore.
A storm brooded over the eastern
heavens. IL was thoroughbred brood
storm. Hopbrewed, for it was coming
from the yeast.
Hawkeye creek was rolling tumultu-
ously in its sandy bed. Bugs, proba-
bly,. Or it might have been nervous.
ness.
A little form covered al the garden
gate. Many manly form has been
coward at just such gates, ever since
summer nights and gna;s and beauty
and love and June bugs were invent
ed.
"He does not come" she murmured
softly, as she peered into the darkness.
II cannot see bin. will call him."
She was wrong. Ifshe couldn't see
him she certainly couldn't call him with
the same hand. A manly step came
seraping down the side walk. II was
Desmond.
She threw open the gate, and in the
next instant he claspcd in his great
strong arms twcnty->evcn years OF
foulard, three yards of ruching. seven
dozen Breton buttons and pompaiour
panier as big as a dog house. 1t was
all his own.
"All j, lost, !" he exclaimed. Con
stance de Bclvidcre, the Russians have
crossed the Balkans. We must n.y."
Constance was noble girl. She only
said, Whittier >hallwe fly Z"
He wanted to fiy to some lone desert
isle, but She submitted an amendment
providing tina, they should fly TO an ice
cream saloon.
They few.
In the crowded saloon, where the
soft light fell upon fair women and brave
men. and insects OF SKINNER night fell
in the ice-crcam freezer. They spoke
no word.
When two sentient human beings are
engulphing spoon>iul OF corn starch and
eggs and skim milk, language is mock
cry.
Al length Desmond broke The tender
silence. lie said:
More, dearest"
She smiled, and bowed her lovely
head, but did not speak. She was too
full tor utterance.
Desmond gloomily ordered more
And more when that was gone. And a
supplement TO that. And an addenda
TO that. And an exhibit to that.
Gloom safe enthroned upon his brow
Constance saw it. She said:
What Is il. dearest"
He poke not, but sighed.
a dreadful suspicion stabbed her heart
like a knife.
Desmond" she said, you are not
6rcd OF me. darling;'
by heaven, no, he said and then
he looked (and thought uuutterable
things.
Her brow lightened up with ray Of
celestial intelligence.
u see" she said, tapping the empty
plate with her spoon, Too cold
He denied IL bitterly, and babe her
remain where she was while he settled
with the man. She, guided by The IN.
erring ihstiact of her sex. peepcti
through the curtains OF the saloon.
She saw her Desmond holding esrnes,
discussion with the man. She saw the
man shake his head resolutcly in an
swer TO Desmond's pleading looks aud
appealing gestures. She saw hum lock
the door, take out the key. put it in his
pocket and lean up against the door,
She saw her own De>n ond draw from
his own pockets and pill. upon the coun-
ter peaa-handlcd pocket knife. six
nickels, TOUR green postage stamps. a
watch key. two lead pencils. a memo
randum book, q theatre ticket lot the
Variety denom'nation,) a pocket comb.
an invory ,oothpick, shirt stud, one
sleeve button, photograph OF herself,
apackage OF trix. two street car CHEEKS.
n silk handkerchief and pair of gloves.
And then She knew that Desmond
was bankrupt. and when the man
swept the assets OF the concern into q
drawer and opened the door she sobbed
consulsivrly, And il was mine eAtras.
aganee which hath did this th,ns.'
They did not talk much on the way
home. Once she asked him il he wa.
rich, and he only saidi
Enormously
SUCH is life.