San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1886-01-15


: in his arms. She has not quite tainted,
but for minute or two is compelled to
. lie passive in his arms. her breath
4 coming and going in little iitfUl gaSpS.
After awhile she opens her eyes. and
/ tries to smile, and muTmurS feebiy that
| it is only the heat-nOthing more; that
/ she is very foolish, and so on.
You are not foolish, and it is not the
! heat" cries Ronne, with fearful indig
/ nation. 1T is only that hateful Major"
After this. everything is explained To
| ErTingtOn. who looks as concerned and
| is really as distressed as any one could
| possibly desire.
| "Do not let us talk any more about il.
| RomniC." saws poor Cecil. at last. at
| is all over. and it was all my own fault,
and | will not have Sydney worried
| about my grievances. | shall 90 for
walk in the berch-WoOd and try to leave
| nv troubles there behind me-"
She SmilcSa little wIntery smile as she
| says tins. and. softly beCkOnng to her
! mother, they both go out of the room,
leaving the lovers alone.
Down the bare lraf-strcwn path goes
| Cecil. her mind full of bitter thoughts.
| Entering the wood. She StrayS deepintO
| it, thinking always Of that last day
when she was there with him. and when
she had 50 wIlItUlly put from her the
one chance of happiness She most de-
sired. Two tears sprng into her violet
eyes and lnger there. They do not
fall. but shin" like twin stars in the last
beams of tie sinking sun.
She has now reached the very spot
where last she SAW Craven. l'p To this
she had been walking W IN bent head;
but now. lifting Ter eyes. she looks
around her. As her Glance slowly tray
els from free fo free her sadness in
rrpasrs NoU. She is Inok;ur wistfully
at fine little babhIiur brook i'm the dis
taurr and nov at tie NOISY hiIIurk he
ynnd and nn,v--
WHO is that coming toward her. Her
heart siOrs hoatiu~ fu. . momrut and
then thrnhs frYntiraIIy II is C,..,nu
innking sad and r,TrWorn and tnII of
deirrtion As he secs her. he checks
himself for an instant. and then comes
rrgoIutpIy onward. FIiuuiur away the
CIGAR he has been SMOKING. ne ;tous inst
Lefore Cecil lie does moi oifrrto shake
hands with her but stands regarding
her fiyedly.
"YOu," he saws at length. "What has
brouUht Won here"
81 dOn't know. wanted TO come here
-" She feels little choking spnsa-
-
proceed.
II didn't mean TO come back again so
soon" saws Craven who has nryrTUnce
removed his eyes from her face. while
She on fine contrary. has moi had the
c0nrarp to Iift hers TO his
81 tLnmrht Won meant never tO come
back" she answers in 4 low, husky
tone.
so I bui"-bittcrly-"yOu see I
could moi helm myself. Won oupht TO he
nroud Of tLat 0Iight Won noty"
Oh. do NOT sneak To- me in that tone"
she pntrrats. nj last letting her ewes
meet his. and he can see thrhcavy tears
lurking i'm their soft dpntLs.
How would Won have me sneak to
you?" he asks. reproachfully. but not so
coIdly as a moment since. when last
we met YOU scorncd nv advances. and
told me that yOU hOp,d mcVprtO see me
aUain: and that TOO. at Il time when |
how | loved yOIl-hoW that every
thought of my heart was yours"
An. if YOU could only understand"
she mnrmurs Gp,urratrIy.
"I'ndrrstaud NIat;"- eagerly. "CcCil
sneak to me. tell me what Won mean"
"Maior .Jprvis said YOU were going to
be married to YOUR cousin. Lady Maud."
SAYS Cecil. in a stiflrd tone.
"Thp old srouudrrl.' ne muttprs.
"WaS that why yuu behaved So cruelty
to me ON that WrctrhCd aiiprnOOn:" he
asks presently. when his wrath has
somewhat subsidized.
YcS"-shyly.
"And-aud now Won know the whole
truth-dO Won love me. Cccily"
Il do"-Still more shylv.
"NIy dearest heart" InIITmurS Craven:
and then somehow she finds herself in
his arms with her head against his
breast. and knows that she IS utterly
and entirely happy.
what misery / have endured since
we parted" saws Craven. aftrra little
while. 1T is quite n wear AGO now:
isn't it,"
a wear 4 week" she cOrvrrts lift
inc her brows.
"Oh. nousrnsc, II might be a century
at least" ne saws. Well. Won shall
never know what unhappjnrSs means
again. if can help it." he adds. tender
Il.
Then they wend their way slowly
homrwar,s. In the hail they meet
Mrs. Rivers. who regards them. natural
" enough. with ast0mshmpnt: and they
have hardly rXDlaiupd matters salts
factorilv to her when Ronnie aud En-
rington ioin them. when it has all to
be- said over again on both sides.
Whilst they are III the very midst OF
Their double congratulations one OF
the servants, coming mo the Iltle
mornlng-room where they have seated
themselves, tells them that Major Jer-
Wis IS III the draWlng-ro4m.
4 IL go I" nm, says Tonne, rising;