Savannah morning news. [volume] (Savannah) 1868-1887, 1886-03-07

CHAPTER XIII.
The next morning Magdalen suffered
The restlessness and dissatisfaction that
all have to pay for any unusual excite
ment or pleasure-ORly in modified
torn, but it surprised her, and she felt
needless reprOach that she could not taste
q little pleasure without being spoiled.
Her father was on to the plantation
very early, and Manse refused TO be as
sisted in the kitchen, so the morning was
her own TO spend as she pleased. She
booked into the wOrk-basket, busted the
bookshelf, and then took down her hat
and started out for a walk or to get a new
book. she did not decide which would be
best until outside OF the gate.
Then she stopped, glanced up the lane
toward the Cammacks, then away to the
old fields where she so often walked.
The wind struck sharply in her face,
and she decided In favor of the book. She
walked slowly up the lane and entered
the gate opening into the back part Of the
home grounds. The house was closed and
quiet, and she went into the hall without
knocking. There she met one Of the house
girls, with broom and dust-pan.
ssCely. where is Miss Cordelia?D
''Done gone Tidin' long er 60 wild dc
comperny. All done lett somewhat but
mlssus. She's in de sittin' TOOm."
els that you, Magdalenr7 inquired a
low, languid voice from the room oppo-
site.
eyes, ma'am. How are you this morn
ing, Mrs. Cammack ?" she asked, opening
the door and walking in.
81 do not feel any better. Come to the
fire, child"
The girl drew up chair near the pale,
delicate woman. and took one Of her thin
small hands softly between her own
warm healthy palms. Tenderness and
pity mingled with the gratitude in her
heart and she held the frail hand caress-
lngly until it grew warm and moist,
striving meanwhile to interest her in con-
FersatiOn.
"All the young people are away this
morning, and do not regret IL, as IL has
been my gain. MY dear child, how fresh
and well you look,' she said, her languid
Eyes resting on the young face near her
with sort o; SAD content.
ssNeither DO regret it, 1t is so quiet
and comfortable here, and there is a book
open en- the table. Have you been read
lngp
II have been trying, but it wearies me
80 hold the book and look so steadily at
4agdaIen got up and examined IL.
tsMay l read some OF il aloud to YOU, or
o you prefer reading IL at your leiusre s'
s'NO, wish you would read few chap
h8rs. i like TO listen TO a good reader.''
So Magdalen went back 70 her seat and
read until the invalid fell asleep. Then
she softly lowered the curtains, put the
book away and went out. The library
fioor was closed. and thinking that old
Mr. Cammack might be within she gently
knocked.
ssEnter," said a subdued, lazy voice,
aud she opened the door.
A small hickOry-wOOd fire burned in the
nd At eaHa In a.
the south window sat Lawrence Cam
mack writing letters. He held a cigal
between his teeth which he smoked, wher
his thoughts failed TO shape themselves
right.
At first he did not glance up to see whC
che intruder might be, but said:
well, why do you hesitate TO come in
Are you afraidW
mo. sir; but 1 do not wish to disturb
gou."
81 beg your pardon, Magdalen; 1 die
not know you. Come in, you wilfnot dis.
xurb me-"
He rose, pen In hand and Placed chail
for her. ana thinking Of no excuse she
could ofer TO cause a retreat. she stepped
into the room. She declined TO sit down
Enough, making known her GRAND with.
out delay.
"a bOok2 Yes, as many as YOU want.
Examine those and see II you cannot find
some 90 suit you" lie pointed 10 a new
ease placed against the wall almost direct
D opposite tie table, and crowded with
fempting. looking volumes. Magdalen
opened one Of the glass doors, and com.
nenced the pleasant task OF discovering
she new and fresh sources OF knowledge
before her.
Cammack returned to his writing, plae.
ing the girl entirely at her ease by his ev-
adent Indifference TO her presence, lust
as be intended TO do. he wished 70 make
good his assurance that she would moi
disturb him. He finished one letter, sealed
and addressed II, and dew a fresh sheet
OF paper near aud commenced another
but after writing "A few lines he laid The
pen down, leaned back in his chair, and
after relighting has cigar, looked az Mag,
dalen. She was dipping into first one
book and then another, her head bent
slightly forward, one elbow leaning
against a book shelf He took a long
steady look at her, approving the grace 0
her figure. the color Of her cheeks, and
the noble outlines Of her head and throat
What freak Of nature had given this over
aeer's daughter the bearing and beauty
many a high-born aristOcrat sighed II
vain for, and not beauty Of person alone
but a eoul 70 match.
AZ last he grew tired Of only profile
view. He wanted a look into the deer
eyes, now dropped and hidden under thl
long lashes which almost touched hei
cheeks.
SIC It difficult 70 decide which one t.
faker'
She turned towards him with a bright
smile.
1T is, indeed. IL is embarrassment o.
riches. You should have limited me x
only one book, and after selecting H.
locked the case"
~ Will do it yet II you think II besi;l
and, tossing The remnant Of the Havana
int0 the frc be got up ami went round e
ne -luu.