Savannah morning news. [volume] (Savannah) 1868-1887, 1884-06-01

do credit to mans brain, Imean to say"
he exclaimed: s'but Lois is a woman. and
her own idea is too vast for her"
''FOr shame, RObertp Ruth cried.
looking at him from a sitting-room win
dow.
81 thought you were dreamingp' he ex-
claimed.
$50 1 was; but 1 think the spirit of
your orthodoxy awoke me. PYe only
heard your explanation of some foregoing
remark which, Judging from the explana-
ton, must have been overwhelmingly
wise. VIII you be kind enough to tell me
how brain can at one and the same time
conceive plan and fail to find means for
its executiOn?'
Maxwell, will you be kind enough to
answer my learned and logical sister ~
Bob cried, helplessly.
seeing Herr Werner behind the shrub
berry delayed my answer, and waited for
his coming
''Just in time, Herr Won WernerF' l
cried, as he opened the gate. ''NOw,
Ruth, here's a Daniel come to judment.
Appeal to him."
Good evening, friends" coming into
our midst, and taking the chair vacated by
Charlotte. "GiYe me one moment of
time" he continued, in his cOmical
/ brOken-English. "NOw, my dear little
Ruth, is it geometry or astronomy this
I time?'
''Neithern Bob cried. laughing. sit is
metaphysicsv'
''Lieber Herr Gottp' deliberately de-
posting his hat on the flor.
1T is this, Herr Werner" Ruth said ::
'RObert has made a statement, the start
ling wisdom of which awOke me just in
time to hear his explanation, which was to
this effect: Lois conception of that
picture would do credit to a mans brain ;
but Lois is a woman, and her own idea is
too vast for her"
'Ye-es," he interrupted, Struggling his
shoulder. "Ye-e-s; so l myself have
SAID
''But, sir,0 Ruth urged, ''isn't it out of
all reason that we should be able to con-
ceive an idea which we cannot execute ~
''MOst certainly not" with comical
emphasis. "YOu can conceive a very &C
curate idea of the working of the solar
system. You draw the plan on your
blackboard. But how you execute that
idea, Ell? Now, Madame COnway-she
imagine the sublimity of hOrTOrl But she
see no horror in a countenance ever.
How she execute the prophets face,
then? 1t is not weakness of the wOman's
brain, my friend. 1t is simply ignOr-
ANGEL"
'NOw you have an expression for
what l found wanting, Lois" Annette
cried, eagerly. '|The sublimity of horror /!
Ny father, you see, felt the same want
The buggy stopped at the side entrance
as she spoke, and Lois had to leave us.
Soon afteIwdrd the tea bell rang, and
we walked into the dining-rOOm to find
Madam Werner already occupying a seat
at Lois right hand, and smiling in the
/ cordial, foreign fashion as she answered
our greetings.
As we were leaving the table | man.
aged to get few words with Charlotte.
'YOur letter, dear?"
"Was from WelbOrn. He wrote from
| YeddO three months ago"
'Then you We're right all along; he was
not drowned"
'No." The quiet happiness in that
mOnOsyllable is indescTibable. ''And he
is coming hOme," taking fresh breath.
4 thank God for you, sisterI'
During the mingled conversation after
tea, Lois drew near me.
''Miss Charlotte had a foreign letter?'
she asked, hesitating a little.
Yes. Do you remember DR.. Craig?'
Family. 1t has been years ago, you
know"
''Yes. Fifteen. Well, he was to have
married Charlotte after his first voyage.
/ He was the surgeon on one of Her Males
tvs Ships" ! explained, answering her
questioning eyes. ''The ship was
/ wrecked. We heard nothing from him
and everybody but Charlotte gave him up
4 for lost. He is coming hOme."
/ mot drOwned!' she calculated.
'Hardly. Ghosts don't send letters
! through the MALL L answered, smiling at
/ her startled face.
'sAnd it has been fifteen years! Why
hasn't she heard befOTe"
You must ask Charlotte, my dear"