The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1889-12-22

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Luxe spoke OF 1t kind OF commiserating
IKE, ana what did he do but burst out
.aughlng- Sad he was thinking Of the
iunny lice the COW made up-rolled her
eyes up and made her mouth 60 as If she
was saying her prayers. Thiuk OF the irrev-
erence or such a speech and made to me
Deacon Stevens widow But Luke isn't
very bright, and believe all the Hubbaris
would joke on their death beds Nothing
VIII MAKE them serious till they reach an
other world. Then / guess they'll sober
down.
And Widow Stevens face assumed an
expression OF satisfaction as she thought of
the avenging deity who in a future world
would me5e out chaStisement to the laugh
lug Hubbards for all their thoughtless mirth
ia this.
One of the greatest comforts religion
gives ms in this life is the pleasant expecta-
iion of the punishment to be awarded our
enemies in the next
hoger paid a daily visit to East Berlin
ana oIten passed the entire day and early
evening with his lady-love; but after his
return he walked over TO the Hubbards to
smoke his cigar because his aunt Objected
10 smoke IN her house. And sometimes he
walked over TO the shop and smoked his
after-breakfast cigar with the smith. and
walking back stopped moment at the gate
and passed word with Becca. Sometimes
sue walked IN the garden In the evening
with him while he smoked, and talked to
her OF the world, only few hundred miles
away, of which she was as ignorant as a
| BABE until he came. And the little seeds of
unrest were planted day by day in her
| young heart
He did not mean to make her disconnected
| with her lot, but it was such pleasure TO
see her eyes grow large and soft with won
der as he talked. She was SO refreshingly
innocent aud ignorant; 50 unlike Lydia
| LYDIA was blase and cynical and sarcastic
she bad no faith in mankind, and she did
not believe in love and sentiment
| She confessed 70 being fond of Roger in a
way, but she made sly sport of him If he
became too tender. Roger was half afraid
of her, yet her stature-like beauty, her
wit, with her brilliancy and her position
( all dazzled and allured him. But somehow
| it was quite another sort of pleasure he
| found in the stolen walks and talks with
Becca. Her reverential, adoring admira-
ton for him fattered his vanity it was in
cense to the nostrils of his pride, and the
eagerness with which she listened to all he
said was relief after Lydia's hitting sar-
cesms. He knew the companionship was
dangerous TO Becca's peace of mind, but
what man ever reiterated from such posi-
tion7 He was only "a, and he was spoiled
son of fortune and a man. Aud is it not
maa's privilege TO spoil woman's peace of
mind? Virtue is no value in mans eyes
until it is taken, and then it is of less than
| no value
Becca listened all through the sweet sum
mer days to stories of the world which lay
over the Connecticut mountains. She
drank i'll all this knowledge eagerly, but as
| she grew 20 know more of the world she
sang less about her work, and laughed less
| with her brothers.
| Knowledge and mirth are not often
| comrades.
Roger had repeated some amusing anec-
do Of the Hubbard boys" almost daily
to lydia, but he had never CHANGED to men
ton Beccas name. Driving leisurely along
She country lanes one day they came upon
| her. She wore blue calico gown and car
ried white suu-bonnet in her hand. Great
braids Of hair as blonde as ripe wheat hung
below her waist, and her skin was of that
| dazzling milk white SD often seen in New
England, which locks as delicate az a
flower, but is as impervious to sun and wind
as piece of china. She flushed like pink
J seashel at sight of Roger and hurried on
with averted face.
and who may your friend beg Lydia
asked, languidly.
"rhst young ladya OF that is Becca
Hubbard, sister TO the boys l have told you
about"
20, yes" Lydia responded laconically
and then added slyly: 81 SEQ now why the
society of the Hubbard boys is so anus
ing"
"Jealousp' queried Roger, delighted to
think that possible.
Lydia shrugged her shoulders.
"Oae must be in love first before being
Jealous, must one not?n she asked.
"Then, l am to infer that you could moi
be jealous, of course,h Roger said, with 6
touch of resentment in his voice.
Perhaps that is the inference-but ever
were jealousy possible it would take an
equal to arouse it. cannot understand
these women who are jealous of maids and
hired attendants. I would as soon think OF
feeling Jealous of a pet poodle man might
| caress.n
Roger touched his horse sharply and they
rode on rapidly in silence. He was smart
ing under Lydia's tone and words and he
resented her comparison. Somehow he felt
as if he was Becca's defender by right. And
he walked with her in the garden that even
ing while he smoked his cigar.