San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1889-07-06

from view, we caught sight OF the meager
form, its thin dress 6utter:ng in the wind,
its tiny arms waving good-by Poor little
Bess! We passed away to the sunshine, leav
ing her to the shadows and gloom
Over the purple mountains we journeyed
once more, yielding to Bebes within that her
bridal trip should be taken in the same COM
pany over the same paths which her childish
feet had trod ten years before. The whole
previous programme must be faithfully car
ried out, and as this included a visit to the
Devils Gorge" its shadows closed about us
again 1t was difficult to recognize in the
handsome. eager, impassioned bridegroom
the saddened, hopeless doctor Of the years Of
the past. His mourning had endured for
more than day, but it was impossible for
any one exposed to the bright, joyous infu-
ence Of Bebe to fail to recognize that man
was not made to mourn" His devotion to
duty had met its reward, and now, at 3d. he
was not only one of the most distinguished
surgeons of the day, but, as the husband of
winsome Bebe, was, as he asserted, the hap
piest man in the world
ALI day Bebe had been pretending to recall
familiar landmarks, and as we gathered
about the camp fire she suddenly exclaimed
''There was a child herel A small, pale
child, inst my age. and her name was Bess.
| wonder what has become of herp Out Of
the darkness there stepped the tall. lank fig
ure of girl Advancing into the center Of
the group, she said laconically: "rm Bess"
Glad recognition met her from each member
Of the party, and I noticed that when her
hand YVES clasped in that of the doctor dull
red flush passed over her face. She was I'M
changed, save that the ugliness Of the type
was intensified. After few words she fell
back from the light.
Guided by an enthusiastic young English
man who had Travelled around the world, we
went to look at the Moonlight FALL" which
he declared to be the most beautiful sight
"eye ever beheld." Leaning over to feast
my eyes upon the incompatible beauty of
the scene, was startled by hearing quick,
hurried breathing near me. Looking around
saw Bess standing on the verge of the cliff,
not looking at the waterfall, but gazing with
a fixed intensity and expression at Bebe, slim
and fair.in the radiant moonlight.
How it happened no one ever knew, but
with the suddenness of an electric shock We
realized that Bebe was over the cliff, her
heavy travelling dress caught in the branches
of sturdy nlanzanita bush that had forced a
footing for itself within a crevice of the
rocky wall. Her husband had but just left
her side, but ere he could reach the spot, lihe
a flash Bess had lowered herself to narrow
ledge of rock, grasping with one hand a
rough, sharp spur jutting out from the wall,
with the other she raised Bebe's slight, lis
some form to the arms outstretched to re-
ceive it.
Looking into the doctors face with eyes
TRANSPORTED with love she painted; II saved
her for YOU" then relaxing her hold she fell
with a crash into the dark abyss.
Later when the poor, bruised body was
brought and laid in the little cabin, looking
through mist of tears we saw the face glori-
fed and beautiful, and around the head there
seemed to shine the aureole of a saint. Thus
she passed forever out of the shadows into
the light of an eternal day.-New Orleans
Picayune.