The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1888-01-01

. If he passes from earth away
Oh beautiful Christ, for my poor sake
let him live for me, else my heart will break"
Father Ryan.
The next day--Saturday-w clear and
hot At an unusually early hour the to-
bacconist's family, with their youthful
charge. were up and dressed. They had
slept but little during the night. Pauline
was male and haggard, and looked as if she
had not slept for week. Milton, too, was
male. and one could see at a glance that he
had Leen weeping excessively:
sEPoor little fellow" said Mr.. Morriss to
his wife at the breakfast table, The child
was CRYING at intervals through the whole
night"
This was the morning on which they were
all going to Louisa All preparations for
the Journey had been made the day before.
But in their anxiety to hear something
about Virgil, they had of course abando.:ed
all thought of going away-at least for the
present, After breastfast, Mr.. Morrlss
turned to his wife and said:
Bertha, | am going down town to see if
] can hear any news"
"Oh, wish you would, papa cried Pau
line, Il am dying of suspense"
Just here the door was thrown violently
open, and Uncle jerry, his eyes looking asif
they were about to leap from their sockets,
rushed into the room, and, throwing his
arms about Milton's snoulder, cried:
''Oh. honey, l didn't know what in de
name of God had become of yer. Use bin
lookin' and 'quiring arter you all
de mornin'. oh, my son, my son!
Your poor dear brother hab bin shot in a
duel, and am sinking as fast as he can. Oh,
my Lord My Lord! De trouble and do
tribulations of dis world will soon put de
worried frame of jeremiah Paine in de
gravem
Without word without a tear, Milton
struggled from the old servants embrace,
and, with moan, sank on the floor at Pau
lines feet and buried his head on her lap.
The young lady neither moved nor spoke,
but sat as if turned to stone.
Mr.. NORRIS, as soon as he could command
his voice, said:
From whom did you get your startling
information, Jerry"
"Why, amt none of yer all heard moth
in bout it, said the old man. why, it's
on de Burlington boards at de newspaper
Offices, and de way de people is fiocking
down on Main street and de 'citement dat
is ragin' is awfulm
Where was the duel Fought" asked Mrs.
NORRIS
AT you all's farm, in Louisa county,
mistress
At this iunctlre two vigorous rings of the
bell resounded through the house Without
Wdlb1IlS lOT ble Sol VAIN W dLSW6i buo SulIl-
mons, Mr.. NORRIS fastened to the door, In
a minute he returned with an envelope in
his hand.
"A telegram" he said, as he nervously
broke the envelope.
Instantly hush fell on all in the room,
and the gentleman proceeded to read the
telegram:
"FREDERICK's HALL, LOUISA, Co., VA,
August $50 A. NJ.
ITO PHILIP G.. MoRRIss-A duel be-
tween Virgil w. Paine, of Richmond, and
Wallace Marvin, of Springfield, Mass, took
place at daybreak this morning on your
farm (Alabama) i'll the forest of young pines
half mile to the southwest of the house.
Paine fell at the first shot wounded in
his left breast. He was removed at once to
the house, where he now lies in an uncon-
scious condition. His sufferings are = in
tense. He is sinking rapidly.
Marvin escaped unhurt, and, with his
friends, took the accommodation when it
left here at g o'clock for Richmond. A tele
gram from Hanover Junction states that
the party boarded the north-bound mail
which crossed the Chesapeake and Ohio
road at $50.
IF you wish to see Paine alive, you
would do well to come up on the next train
He may survive the day, BUTT is extremely
doubtful.
PETER DABNEY, M. D., Surgeon"
Good Lord. be with the poor boy! Do
not cut him off in his unconscious staten
broke forth Mrs. Norris, as her eyes filed
with tears.
''Oh, papa, is there no train leaving the
city before the accommodation" asked Pau
line. shall we have to wait until o'clock
this afternoonp'
Eyes, my daughter. The mail, you know,
left the city at s o'clock, and we must wait
patiently until the accommodation leaves"
But can we not go up on one of the
freight trainsP' asked the young lady.
why, no, Paulie," answered her father,
smiling unconsciously at the absurdity of
such question.
a look of inexpressible despair settled in
the girls eyes:
six hours to wait until we can leave the
city, two hours ana half on the train, and
hour and halfs ride after we reach Fred
erick's Hall-by that time he will probably
be dead"
Such were the thoughts that passed
through Paulines mind.
Pauline, my DEAR" said her father,
presently. Cant you go with Milton
down town and assist him to pack his
trunk"
1T is already packed. sir" said Milton,
lifting his tear-stained face from Pauline's
aoP' DIOtueT nelpeu NE pack III hiShU Oo-
fore last"
well, then, I'll see at once to having it
carried to the depot" said Mr.. Morriss.
Come, my son, and 60 with me down
town.
Milton arose, and, with the tobacconist
and Jerry, left the house.
A few minutes after their departure, Mrs.
OLafferty, the mother of the youth whom
Virgil had defended in court few months
previous, entered the room in a state of The
widest excitement and, dropping into
seat, cried
is it true-is it true that Misther Paine,
the pride of our city, has been shot down
like dog by a divilish scoundrel like Fancy
Brown, that insulted me Biddy"
1T is true, Mrs. O'Lafferty, am sorry to
say, answered the tobacconist's wife, and
taking up the telegram her husband had
left on the table, she read it to her visitor,
who listened attentively until the last sig
nature had been read Then dropping her
mead on the handle OF basket she held in
her lap, the Irish woman sobbed as If her
Davy had been shot instead of Virgil.
May Jesus and His blissed Mother be with
Mr. Painew she cried. BLESS his swat hand
e.. Al.