Savannah morning news. [volume] (Savannah) 1868-1887, 1885-04-26

would be at home when that merry whis-
tie was heard no more; when the bright
smiling eyes and CHEEKY voice
We're gone from among them.
Andlh suddenly there came to her
knowledge that this voice and those
eyes we're dearer to her than any others IN
the world. Tears gathered in her eyes
and glistened between the clasped
fingers. The day seemed to daiken; she
she could not imagine life without him,
and she had no reason to expect that her
life could be spent IN his presence; SO
Margie sobbed, and just then Leonard
stepped in to ask tor a piece Of Irvine and
heard the sob.
Never, during all the bright, idle sum
mer, has he seen tear dim the pretty
eyes, nor an expression of trouble cross
the mobile features. He battered himself
he know the cause OF this sorrow, and he
reproached himself for his seltishness In
desiring to keep for the last moment the
sweet assurance that she was dear TO him
as he had become TO her. He crossed the
room and lifted her head, taking the
trembling little hands in his own, and
looked into her eyes, his own shining with
light she had never seen in human eyes
before.
'Margiel little pearl" he said, abrupt
ly, "do you know love you and want you
for my own?''
Margie caught her breath. Did sudden
happiness ever come to you, readerY SO
sudden that it seemed as though flash OF
some magnetic light had glanced through
your heart, aud stilled for moment your
very breath? Leonard saw her start; saw
the bright, vivid lOve-light CLEAN from the
uplifted eyes, and knew this sweet, guile
less life was all his own.
81 am going home tomorrow, little
pearl,' he continued, "but l will come
again before the trees have put off their
autumn glory, and take my bride to her
city home. VIII you come%
'Ithink So" Margie said, gravely.,
Then yielding to the intense happiness
that filled her heart, she reached both
arms up and drew his face down TO hers,
and kissed both brOnZed cheeks. A mo-
ment after John Maynard and vi
stepped softly back from the open door,
where they had been Involuntary wit
nesses of the scene.
VI, in talking to Clarice afterward, said
she never heard Of anything so absurd as
making love over a pan full of apple peel
lngs, while John Maynard went home af-
ter doing his errand, and coming intO the
sitting-room where his mother sat, dropped
down on his knees at her side and laidk his
face in her lap.
''Its all over with me, mother" he said.
Mrs. Maynard had long known Of
Johns untold love for Margie Lee, aud
now her heart ached for the sorrow of this,
her only son.
"Has she said mo- TO you, John?7 she
asked, presently, wondering how any wo-
man could find it in her heart to refuse the
love of so noble heart.
81 have not asked her." he answered,
"but l saw enough TO tell me she Is not to
be mine."
So Leonard Bryant bid them all good
bye and went his way to prepare a home
for his bride.
Margie was very busy after her lovers
departure making ready all the garments
BETTING the adornment of a bride.elect.
Even Clarice was aroused enough to
tOrsake her loved books and take part in
this romance in real life; and vi stitched
industriously and vowed in her impulsiye
way never to be married if she had to have
so many tucks and frills and puffs upon
her own wedding garments.
So the autumn days passed rapidly, ana
one golden day late in October, when
nature was looking royalty lovely giving
to the earth a short season Ofregal beauty
before dOfflng her gold and crimson,
Leonard Bryant came to the farm house
and bore from it the fairest and sweetest
of its inmates.
The wedding was very quiet, none hut
the near neighbOrs and friends being
invited. John Maynard received busl-
ness call that took him from home at
the time, but his mother was present, and
none kissed the pretty bride more
warmly, or wished her more happiness,
than she.
SO Margie went to her new strange
life in the city, and the old homestead
saw her no more for many, many days.