Savannah morning news. [volume] (Savannah) 1868-1887, 1884-03-09

From, "Her Vassar Education," By Aurat Hal
stead.
Your most obedt. and
Very Hble Servant
GEO, WASHINGTON.

SteQd.
eau revOir."
1t was a sweet, girlish voice that spoke
these WOrds-a voice that fell upon the
night air with a sad cadence in strange
and striking contrast to the beautiful face
and form of Caroline CatchflY as she stood
there on the Veranda of BriertOn Villa
clOse-pressed in the arms of the only man
in all the world who had won her heart,
and to whom she had given the one great
love of WOman's life-that of the sum-
mer after she has begun wearing store
bangs.
1t is a solemn thing for a man-strong-
willed, self-reliant, and with turquoise
blue susrenders-to win a woman's love;
and amid all the radiant joy and feeling
of proud triumph there should be ever in
his mind the sense of a great responsible
ity that may not be denied nor avoided.
For into his keeping has been freely
placed that most precious of gifts-the
life of pure, trusting woman. 1t is his
TO make that life an eYer-pleasant voyage
adOWn sllyer-tinted streams, whose every
ripple laughs back responsive to the fer
yid kissings of the sun, or a sad, weary
march through the arid deserts of despair
and misery, upon whose tracklesS wastes
one sees only the whited skeletons of love
and hope and ambition.
Jasper X. RollingstOne knew this. He
knew that this far girl, who was Just bud
ding into WOmanhoOd and her mothers
corsets, loved him with a passionate in
tensity and deep trustfulness. He knew
that some day (prOyided they were mar
RED and had any she would be the mother
of his children-that her sweet voice
would teach the little lips to speak his
name, her hand guide Alright the uncer-
tain footsteps Of infancy. All this
came to him with dreadful force as he
stood there in the purple haze Of an
August twilight with this WOman's gleam-
ing white arms around HE nook, her prot
ty head upon his shoulder, and her deep
blue eyes, which seemed to mirror
only trustfulness and love, looking up
into his. But, despite all this-despite
the large, take-it-away -for-a-quarter kiss
that the Wine-Ted lips O'erhanging TIE
RANT mouth had pressed upon his brow
there lurked in his mind vague ShadOwy
suspicion, haunting fear that something,
he knew not what, was on CarOline's
mind. 1t was the tone of her voice as she
spoke the words with which this chapter
opens4-the mounrful cadence that was al
most sOb-that had affected him so
strangely and given birth to the upas-
like suspicion which was blighting his
happiness.
"Why are you sad when speaking those
words?''
No answer. The vesper chimes of the
| cathedral a league away come stealing up
over the hills that lie to the westward.
and as their tOnes-sWeet and solemn and
faint-fall upon CarOline's port ear Jasper
feels shudder pass over her 1.-the form.
She is intensely religious, this girl, and
with the sudden instinct of man who
has played third base he resolved to turn
this reverence Of hers for all things spir-
itual to account. Listen" he says, in
whispered tones. lit is the vesper hour.
| The chimes are calling the faithful to wor-
ship, and one who deliberately tells a
falsehOOd al this time can never be saved.
You know this, Caroline, do you not?"
Eyes" murmurs the girl.
And would you perjure yOurself?"
mo" The voice is faint and low.
"Then tell me-" ne says, 'Whyyou were
sad when saying 'Au revoir' to me a little
time agOY
81 cannot" she says.
"But you must" continues Jasper, Il
demand an answer"
For one instant she looks up at him, her
pure young face as white as if the hand OF
death were upon it, and then she whispers
softly: 81 canuOt.n
He pushes her quickly from him, almost
rudely, and then, as she stands there be-
side a cluster of roses that have twined
! themselves around pillar, he sees the
dropping lips culver as if in mortal agony,
and an instant later she has fallen at mis-
feet and is sobbing as if her heart would
! break.
BE picks her up in his arms as he would
a child and rains passionate kisses upon
her face. "Forgiye me-" he cries. 81
was wrong to doubt you. 1t was but
idle curiosity on my part, and your re-
fusal to answer my question angered me.''
81 will answer it nOw," she says.
''There is nothing to conceal. You wished
! to know why | was sad when saying 'Au
revoir,' and | replied that l could not tell
you. 1t is the truth"
''But why can you not tell me the cause
of your sadness when speaking those
wOrds?"
Because" she says, looking at him
tenderIy, Il do not know what they
mean1