San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1886-08-03
CHAPTER XVIII.
Some of us will smart for it.
Much Ado AbOut NJ


Do you love the summer, Oh my friends?
Do you love to feel his warm, SuItry breath?
If so put on your mourning garments for he
is dying fast; he has gathered all his soft
ZephyrS and pretty flowers to swell his fun
eral train. We are close upon October, beau
tful October, with all its autumnal glOrieS
advancing swiftly. Farewell you lovely sun
ny days, you have been very good to us, and
if we could we would not let you go; we
would not give you up for the cold, icy
winter which will soon be rushing in upon
us, for, indeed, we have but TO look out Over
the fair hills and see that the
Crimson sky and flaming cloud,
Bespeak the summer Oef."
In EleanOrs room the windOw-blinds are
no longer stretched open, but then tonight
there is no moon to stare at; there is not
even star to twinkle, twinkle up above
the world so high"
But in place of the moon and stars there
are four candles on Miss llathwelPS bureau
and they give forth gOOdly light, and be-
fore the mirror Miss llathwell herself is
standing, not alone for Helen is close beside
her About the room gay hnery and lace
are strewn, and to be in keeping with these,
the two fair occupants in wedding gowns
are rObed. H3Cns face is flushed with
soft, pink color as she regards with gTatifed
admiration the perfect fit of her satin gown.
Eleanor is looking at herself critically.
Can two months have wrought such change
in anyone? And yet one would be puzzled
to define just where the change comes in.
Her figure is is soft ana rOunled as of old.
But somehow she is not the same; there is
shadow of sorrow about her face; only
shadow one would not notice did not they
know and love her well.
81 can not realize that | am going to be
married day after tomorrow" she says,
turning from the glass and beginning to I'M
fasten her gown which Helen has persuaded
her to Try on.
"Oh, you will soon get used to the idea,"
says Mrs. Rodney, with an air of experience.
Zone always feels queer at nrst."
Eleanor smiles; the very ghost of smile
1t is. 'D0es one? | can not take IL in"
"Oh you soon will But see, Nell, is not
this lace prettyp'
"Very pretty"
81 hope" continues Mrs. Rodney, turning
to her sister, who has removed her dress and
is sitting silently on the bed, 81 do hope you
will have more color; you are perfectly
CHASTITY nowY'
"Am l?'
"But no doubt color will come with ex-
element 1t is so exciting TO feel every one
Is looking at you, you know"
"Well," says Helen, throwing her train
over her arm and lifting two of the candles
from their resting places" swell, | must go
and put this away. Stay here TIL L come
back, Nelly"
Eleanor sits quite still with her hands
clasped in their old attitude about her head.
OF what is she dreaming? OF her wedding
which is speeding swiftly Oh? l think not.
She is not regretting ii at all events, for, like
Macbeth, she feels that "'twere well 1t were
done quickly"
She has put Dallas Carew away from her;
she has buried his memory far down in the
innermOst recesSes OF her heart, and she
prays nightly that she may wholly forget
him, but as.yet that prayer has not been an
swered. Joe Al lien has only returned a
week ago. Very happy is the young fellow,
though he is puzzled sometimes by the UNI
f1attering indifference of his bride-elect
The tea-bell wakes her from her revery
and she goes slowly down.
"Well," says Mr.. Hathwell, as they all
five sit about the table, three garrulOus and
happy, one thoughtful, and one wholly in
different "well, have the guests been all in
vitedP Nell, did you send Dallas Carew an
inyitationp / should not like him to be for
gotten"
"No; did not"
"Why, how silly 1t was of us to forget
him." cries Helen. well, it's not too late
now. He will think it was delayed in the
mail"
81 dare say, he'll soon return the compli-
ment," says the Professor, carelessly. 81
suppose you know he is engaged"
"No, did not" exclaims Helen.
''Oh, yes; TO- a pretty little doll; very
wealthy she is, but do not think he is very
devoted. Indeed sometimes doubt II II
will ever come to anything"
why do you doubtT' cries Eleanor, her
cheeks are atiame with color, her eyes glow
with unusual light why should it not
come to anything~
"Oh, I've no reason for supposing 1t won't"
says Ran, surprised. ~ dare say it will il
she don't take it into her head to tilt him."
"0r he jilts her." says Helen with laugh.
Eleanor has left the table. Her color
always short-lived with her-has faded ut
terly. She is listlesSly turning over the
leaves of photograph album looking with
no pretense of interest at the Stitf-Set faces
which stare blankly at her.
81 suppose you will send Mr.. Carew an in
vitation tomorrow j7ill not yOup' says
Allen, who has found his way TO her side.
81 don't know" she says, pettishly. "Why
should lY' I'm sure the glad tidlngs have
been shouted far enough already. i am
quite willing they should die natural death
now"
He is rather panied by her words but at
tempts no rejoinder. Presently, half ashamed
OF her spleen, she looks up at him as he
stands silently beside her.
you see am very cross" she says. But
i told you In the beginning was not nice
girl"
There is to be wedding to-day; not a
plain wedding either but a double affair;
twice the number of bashful bridesmaids,
twice the number of crosses and bells, twice
the number of brides. The sun knows IT,
He can not make two of himself II he would
like 10, but he Is shining out grandly; he is
bidding the birds sing and the chTySanthe-
NUNS bloomi he has dyed the leaves of the