The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1883-10-20

"I'm sure don't know,n she ans
wered in a low voice.
You don't KNOW" he calculated
"Why Thalia-"
"Beg pardon Miss T.ynnl" interrupt
cd voice behind them. evil you ex
cuse Max momentp There's gentle
man to see linn Oh important business. ,
Miss Lynn clenched her long, white
hand very angrily, and smiled yer,
sweetly. -.
sI'll seq him later" declared Max
lmpatiently, quite guiltless, however
OF an Intention to use slang.
"IIe can't waitl'' Insisted Jimmie
sturdily.
"Wiero is he?"
'sIn the billiard-room. III 90 with
YOU"
So, very wroth indeed, Max excused
himself and went away.
When they reached the billiard-room
he looked around.
"Where is hep"
',HereP' replied Harris.
You'll Now what in thunder do you
mean by treating me as though we're
child In leading-strings I'll stand a
good deal, Jimmie, but won't stand
| thatl What do you want?"
1.-The loan of ten dollarsl''
Five minutes before he had not,
dreamed OF making such a request, but
1t would never do to provoke the lad.
Warren burst out laughing.
"Confound your why couldn't YOU
have said that at first without waiting
till I'd got through abusing you'll Let's
go and have some dinner. You know
Pm oft by the eight-thirty.
For how long?"
'"Two or three days. There's vour
Miss IIalton!''
They dotfed their hats as thew passed
her-a little, white-clad maiden of So
venteen, with a soft, wild-rose bloom in
her dlmpled cheek and two-brown, shy.
starry eyes.
The friends dined together and walked
down to the station afterward. Jimmie
dld not lose sight of Max until the train
bore him out Of the station. Tnon he
Dreathed sigh of relief and went back
to the hotel.
Ihalia Lynn, sitting on the veranda
III low rattan-rOcker, swept aside her
azure draperies and beckoned him az he
came up the steps.
she dld not like Jimmie. With 81
uIvlneui her petty plots and despised her
selfish aims. But she would make him
useful as far as possible. b.
"Mr. Warren found his friend2n she
questioned, with faint elevation Of
her pale brows.
Harris sat down deliberately, a
troubled expression Oh his usually jolly
face.
Eyes, and his friend. brought bad
news. Awfull'
"What was it2'' asked Miss Lynn,
sharply. Il.
But just at that moment up came
Vera Halton.
1t was a rather risky scheme, this one
Of Jimmie's. But he told himself no
would not got too for, and that if, ne-
cessary, he could later lay his assertion
OIL rumor.
81 don't think Max would mind my
mentioning it before two such intimate
friends" he continued, when he had
brought a chair for Vera. 1--WE we're
just talking about Warren when you
came up, Miss IIalton. Heard suc:.
wretched tidings this evening. Special
messenger-very distressing You
know his entire fortune was deposited
in the Great Southwestern Electric
Light Association Corporation made
bad investment. Gone higher than a
kite-Max's money with it. Clean
sweep. Too badl Nice fellow, Max"
And all the time he was delivering
his telegraphic information he was
closely watching the dainty ladies be-
fore him.
When he had finished, Vera Ialton
stood up, abruptly, her delicate lips
trembling, and turning, walked away
without IL word.
She was sorry, sorry, sOrry--SO sorry
she dared not trust herself to speak,
Miss Lynn drew her tloecy Durnous
around her, and leaned back with a
little shiver.
"Ahl" she said, softly. Ills grand
father originally made the money in
trade, did he mot2 Doubtless lie can
make more the same way. One can al
ways distinguish the nouvet,Sc riches
by their lavish expenditure. Mr.. War
ren was always 50 reckless in this res-
pect one would imagine his wealth felt
novel and just a little heavy. DO you
not agree with MOP"
But Jimmie sprang up in q fine rage,
quite forgetful that no had provoked
this outburst.
"No, don'tl'' he declared, decided
ly. II think Il crown would not feel
novel, a throne but a lifting scat, to
such splendid fellow as Max Warrenl''
And Max Warren's loyal champion
marched haughtily away;. while left
alone, Miss Lynn bethought herself of
the interrupted declaration which had
occurred earlier in the evening.
GA narrow escapeP' she murmured.
But there was an ache in her mer.
cenary breast for all that.
But while Miss Lynn was congratu.
lating herself on her escape from an Oh.
gagelnent with u penniless young man.
and Vera Halt0n's warm little heart
was grieving for poor Max Warren's
misfortune, and Jimmie Harris was
wondering, angrily, What the mischief
had ever induced him to c0ncoct such 9
story, and how he was ever going tt
logically contradict himself, Fate took
all the tangled threads in her own firm
fingers, and unrlveled them with prompt
dexterity.
Aud this was how it happenei:
A telegram flashed over the wires tt
the station, from the station to the ho
tel, from the hotel to the gay crowt
collected on the beach, preparatory tt
embarking for sail. From lip to lii