, 1880-07-04

THE CHICAGO TRIBU
the dropping hair, aud at the white throat- The
bronze hair. and ahadowy autumnal eyes, haunt
ing, mysterious, and sorroWfut.
stepped toward her Us she entered, and as
hesitated she said with an arch smiles:
Is It not my rcdoubtuble friend. tho editor!
M:: Sutherland, am 50 happy to meet you
Of one of her roses Uses. Which E took into mine,
speaking some words Of pleasure 1nane felt
them, but grown men. unfortunately, are not
exempt from fdiocy at the most 1nopportnno
moments. -
She was unlike any woman had ever met;
saw that at glance, and think from the first
She was full OF change, but always sweet md
womanly, and always with that sadness about
her It never wholly left her, even in her & glad ID
winsonle III her gay mlrth.
My business was of weeks duration, but aI
the end Of IT c9n not 60 e Awny
vacation: had needed it for some time Boyn-
ton could take my PLACE while | was gone: He
The old town was full Of interest. There were
drives, and walks, and views around it worthy
of immortality And a. wide. oeau5if1, @ n+ rivee ivea
tangled hooks lovely enough for Titanian's
cnmping-out.
Every day managed to meet Miss Heath 1;,,''' We
ing fields, ana clover meadows, ana frnsrlnt
orchards. Nearly every evening we rowed into
the twilight and tilled the boat with watcr-ilfEs:
and many afternoons We sat in the quaint od
gurden under the fruit-trces and talked OF
everything In. Heaven and out Of 1t. And my
fair nower-like girl. But how could startlo
Eer calm Inconsistencies:
had never brought one faint touch OF color
into the pure pale fncc or Il newer hrilliance
into the sud wonderful eyes. She always wei
coined inc with Il smile, pleased and friendly,
and grew contding, and would conle down the
rafh SrfnrtfnnS meet n1(..--blft l WIS n0[ Such
Ii consun1nate pris as to mistake IN her any
more subtle meaning. She certaiuly bud no
thought of loving me, but man Ike, this only
made me the more resolltte.
One nght We were rowing down the riXer lS IN IN
the snset We bud n$srra a h 50 ong 1 fha9 h e the
gray, and one star. lnrge and lustrous, hung
above the horizon.
Jcssanine WIS in pure white. flmy and soft,
with bunch of deep red roses in her belt, and
one hcnvy-heuded bud Ill her baiF. Her fnce
WIS paler, her lips redder, her dark eyes in tho
falling dusk looked larger and moro shadowy
'nao How we: Ven remember every detail Of her
every appearance,-I who had always scurned
Once in awhile She sang il bar Of music, faint
and sweet Us eltln- bells that tiontcd ncross tho
silver water into the woody dusk beyond. Her
face was partly turned from me. could sec
only the perfect profile, the rounded throat; one
slight hand was traiilug IN the water sue Was
far AWAY from me. Her eyes were looking
across to the one l1strous star that had blos-
soned low down In the sky.
shlvcred with a nameless fear. As If she
would suddenly tlout away from ME and be lost
Jessanine!" whispered. "My iovc!' She
turned to me, the song dying on ner lips, I took
siunately.
-. Come back to Garth, Jessamlne. and me.
Let me bold sou from the spirits that are call
She sighc1 heavily. " Did you hear thom?'
she snid, with that unearthly look still OH her
face. that made my heart stand still With sud-
dim 1tH.1} tnf4frp'
And then with an effort she drew her hand
from mine, and sat up In the boat, drawing her
white wrap closely Attut her.
.'Talae me home. O talke me home. This twi-
light ia thrnnKed with shosts.'
did not speak to her again until we were ut
tho door, and then us turned away satd:
"Good-night- | may come Tomorrow
''Yes, ah, yes! lam always glatl to see you"
smile brenktns upon tho tiTed sWaet face
afraid. You must pardon me. the warm weather
makes one SO lanyud: Goodnight, dear friend" !"
holding out her :" "hower-sWeet 1nger-tips
Good night, until Tomorrow
As went slowly home through tho warm dusk
night 1ny mind was in a chaos Of mingled love
more ike this than anything else. Whnt mystery
Of mysticism was there about her that made her
so different from all other women?
It is really not worth ones while to marvel over
them Whom reached my room l found my
mail as usual On & 1ray ys On @ LILLE stand: t,t
Papers and letters. and telegram from Roynton
saying he was doing nngnitcently, and needn't
ec IL saqeasm npsy t. ere c hen t S T's e
me. Then took up letter from an Old college
chum, Robinson Holt. and settled myself Sc fl, In "a; an
bic as a girls. An artist, and . royally good
fellow IN he main. and l. my soyal friend friend
just the place for Il summer vacation? l was
there three years ago, and the place stu fingers
III my mind like a strnin Of music, coming buck
ayn md hArb time flntHT. but CnEH time
With Rest hiding in every corner Of it. with her
pTsi poFtals vi WITH hft folded S winesi a S''p "
Aud, ah! BY the way. is there, among tho
groups Of fair naidcns, one Jessamlne HeathI
forget her. Poor child! l nm afraid her life
was marred ut Its very opening. Her tragedy
came while was in the town. I shall never
lin my boatings, and drives, and ramblngs.
l had often met two young people who attracted
and their perfect delight in living.
.sThe girls face was exqufsit.-so pure. SO
fair, and SO nnutterabiy cloudless. [ think
never saw such RANT sunshine ~ any hn1nan
face. The dark eyes were wells OF radiant light,
the smiling lips were like child's. And the
youth--he was nothing more-was us handsome
In his way.
'.Thcse were Jessamlne Heath and Sidney Stu
art. 1t was very easy to learn their history
childhood. She was lS and he five years older,
though had not thought them nearly 50 old.
They we're to be- EN- marrted IN nth the fall: Young
proved by both families.
"Eyerywhcrc met these two: always to-
gether aways M {o5oIs alays doyoted to ech
nifty and the boy graceful courtltncss that was
intnttiy pleasing.
rcaching I her I home home Miss Heath found sic h,ld
forgotten some music which she would need ut
the organ recital that evening: she was organ-
ist at St. Paul's. Sho said they would return for
IT, hit YOlInH Stuart Sufu she would be too fl-