Savannah morning news., 1886-06-20


While MISS Wilson read, a small hand,
incased in tan-colored glove (undressed
ana mousquetaire) brushed dry leaves
and tWISs from the other half of the
broken tomb. As The elder spinster
closed Cookies Virginia, a History OF
the People, on a lean, gray-kidded FORE
tuger. softer, younger voice said slowly
picking out word by word:
"sarah Blair, vile Of ... ....
....-. .ComWisssry OF Nir..........
..-...Of this Parish. The.
......rri Hannah Harris .......-
......ye a. 1910. Married June ye 2.....
ceedingly beloved, missed.
mented.
"Exceedinzly beloved, missed and
lamentedp y went on the gentle tones. $50
long, long ago, too.'
"With a crumhling stone AZ the feet and the
ivy running wild;
Tangled ivy and clover.
Folding over and over. r..........
Aad her eyes we're dlled with tears for a sor-
row did not Sc;
Lightly the winds were blowing
Softly her tears were flowing
Tears for the unknown years and sorrow
that was TO be-"
"Heaven forbid that it should come for
many years to those who love, who would
miss and lament yOuW
The quotation aud the passionate prose
Walter Hartlee, U. ). A, stationed at pre-
sent at Fortress Monroe. He was the
handsOmest man in his regiment. land fond
OF reciting apt p0etical selections TO an
appreciaIiye audience Of one. lie dashed
the pathetic lines with just enough
sportive gallantry to avert the lmputa-
tiOn of sentimentality. In falling INTO the
feFvent undertOne he looked down into
MariOry WynkOOp's ewes with a smile half
tender. hall playful, in his own.
The girl shook her head as her gaze re-
surned 20 the shattered tomb.
sit matters nothing to her nOw-the
love. the missing and the mourning. 1t
is dreadful TO be dead and forgotten
on such day and in such world as
thisW
''My child, it is the common lot Of NOR
talsip Miss Wilson raised her head from
the block book in which she was iotting
down memoranda. The platitude wa,
conventional stuccO on ground work OF
stony common sense. "Mr. Hardee, the
church was twenty-f0ur feet broad by
sixty deep, " we are 10 believe 1lr John
EstFn Cooke. It must have lett little
room for burlals within the inclOsure de-
fined by the ruined wall. Would YOU OBJ
ject 10 stepping Oh the distance, beginning
At the front Of the towerY
While the polite officer strobe lightly
and evenly over the space indicated,
MArJory sifOlled away iniO the miniature
jungle. Pursuing her presently when ne
had gyon In his statistics, be found her
standing within the tower door. she wore
travelling suit Of soft cloth, russell
brown IN color, that htted the undula.
tons Of her supple figure 20 perfecton--a
Redeem poem, tailOr-made aud untfans.
laiable. Her head was thrown back
slightly as she looked up "a, the inner
curve - the arch; slantsun ray turned
me nuhy hair clustering under the bon
nei brlm 20 1lny gold; her eyes were aa
blue aud candid ns "a child's; she had
tTalRht nose, pair Of red. sensitive llps,
~ eAauisitely fair ekin and n complex.
lpn ilke "A Wild rose lnst opened. The
picture framed Dy fhe embfasure 0f the
hafrow portal Iusf6od the Young fellows
pause 0i admiration.
"by JoY,w he said 70 himself shsr
'.ss aie lnimiiabie, and 4 verify BE-.
~ ~ nnnuHHeluuh.n
me Hlia roaet frightened ylFi6lY when
e. a'epsifg Der. Nhe eplof thaf Farlrd
A1'.e MA hef bfesiaing Nas ano .hsf