Savannah morning news. [volume] (Savannah) 1868-1887, 1884-01-27
4 Lakeside AIusing.
Chicago Tribune.


Does your father know me?"
CASTOR de Murphy looks tenderly down
at the Lady Agnes RiOrdan as these words,
50 full of solemn import, leave his ruby
red lips and float slowly out across the
broad demesne that stretches away TO the
westward from the castle, and on which
she cabbages are swaying gently to and
frO in the soft, kissing wind that comes
i8nguidly up from the south. as If lOath
10 leave its sunny home. And the girl. as
they fall upon her pink-tinted ear, nestles
closely to him in loving fashion, and al
though her voice is firm when she an
sweTG him, there is a fear-haunted look in
the d0rk-brOwn eyes that are gazing so
steadily into mis- and a slight trembling of
the pretty white arm with its rounded
curves and soft tlesh-tints that is clinging
20 his own.
- do not Know" she says. E'whether he
knows YOU or not. and that is why | am
SC feaTtUl-why my heart is always in the
anxiety Of q painful doubt. 1t is because
love yOU so dearly, CASTOR" the girl
cOntinue5-'because my love for you is
Of the mad, unreasOning kind that would
renounce parents, home, wealth. every
thing for the one upon whom it is be-
stOTed-tRat these doubts are ever haunt
ing me, ever peerin@ with their picked,
leering faces from behind the black clouds
Of sorrow shat fill all the horizon of my
life-that life which should hold for me
nothing bat radiant JOY and sweet con-
tent. And it is only when I think of your
great love for me, and. better still. when
/ stand closet pressed in your arms and
feel your heart thrObbing against mine
that / am happy, and then there seems to
be 30 grief nor sorrow in all the wide
wide world, and the sky, so lately over
east with lowering clouds, seems ike a
shield Of turquoise bloom lowering over
the earth"
'She is a daisy from Daisyville.'y says
GastoE softly 70 himself, land can talk IA
man bi1ck in the iace''-and then turning
to the lady Agnes he bends over her ten
DERBY and kisses the fair white face {Aat
is upturEed to his She passes her dim
pied hand over his face in fond, caress-
ing way that shows how great is thelOve
she bears aim. And then, when both are
STEPPED IL She incense OF grand and En-
during passion, when al the world seems
rOse-tinteG, there comes suddenly over the
girls face wave Of pall0r and into her
brown eyes look Of CHASTITY horror that
is frightfui ia its intensity.
"Mv GOd.7 she cries Il hear it. There
is no chance Cor a mistake"
"Hear what?' asks CASTOR, his eyes
afame with excitement
1.-The ancestral fOOtstep,' = says the Lady
Agnes, drawing still cloger to her lover.
Ny father is eemingi"
Ten minutes have passed hot, seething
minutes that can never be recalled. The
Lady Agnes bends over a form that lies
PROSTATE on the ground at her feet.
Speak to me, papa she exclaims in ago
nized accents-''Oniy one little word to let
ne know that you are not deGdl"
The man opens his eyes. and so that
is your lover, Constance"
Yes, papa"
"Aad are YOU sure he did nothave brass
,knuckles or a cIubY'
Yes, papa"
Then how do you explain his terrible
a1ower--'' and the Duke Of Galway
pulled his nose into place as he spoke.
HE wRs,' said the girl, in low. t-emu-
Sous tones, ''bOrn in Boston, -