The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1891-03-01

out on the lovely scene below and beyond {.
on the blue waters and the dark pines; on
the mountain tops, white and majestic,
with their crowns of snow.
Miss Drummond followed Helen to the
window, and also stood looking pensively
out
There is a beautiful view from here on
such day as this" she said, in her quiet
tones.
~ never saw it so beautiful" replied
Helen, with enthusiasm, mature has been
very gracious to US, Aunt Margaret"
Miss Drummond smiled gently, and then
turned away and began pouring out the
tea. Helen, however, was too much excited
to eat her breakfast with her usual appetite
and after the meal was over kept moving in
an unsettled way about the room. She had
fixed TO meet Francis Roche at l2 o'clock oa
the previous day, when she had missed him
through the mist, therefore it was no use
starting until IL O'clock this morning, as it
did not take her more than an hour to reach
the appointed trysting place.
1t was only o'clock now, and there were
! two hours to waitl Oil weary hours
would they never pass, thought impatient
Helen, trying to while away the time that
often flies too fast. She went into the gar
den, and amid the fading leaves found n
poor little monthly rosebud, born, as it
were, out of time. and nursed amid the
| autumn blasts. Helen plucked it, and
placed it against her shapely taroat, but her
own lovely bloom put its pale tints to
shame. Then she played with the dogs. fed
the birds, and finally started for her walk
at half-past 10 o'clock. She would wait on
the hillside, she thought, and watch there
for Francis Roche.
It was truly glorious morning; the air
clear and wonderfully transparent; the
grass and heather stiff and brittle, and COW
| overed with minute diamonds of white
! frost, which sparkled brightly in the sun.
| The dogs barked joyously, aud with a
hoarse crow the gor-cock rose On the wing.
| All nature and ali living things seemed to
rejoice, and Helen's Drummond's young
| pulses beat fast. and her handsome young
| facs cleaned with beauty, ashe she went
| along the steep paths with her light foot
| steps to meet her lover.
And when she neared the trysting stone
she saw that it was occupied. Yes, Francis
Roche was already waiting for her, sitting
| smoking a cigarette, which he flung away
when he saw Helen, and rose hastily aud
ran down the hill to meet her with out
| stretched hands.
Pm so glad to see you, he said; do you
know missed my way yesterday, ana wan
dered hopelessly about in the mist, and
could not find the place-but perhaps you
did not come"
"Oh. indeed, 1 did thoughp answered
thea gave it up-but to-day is lovely,
| isn't it"
GLORIOUS; but / was fearfully disap-
| pointed about yesterday, aud / met a long
| legged fellow on the hillside, and asked him
to show me the way, as / took him for q
| gillie, and politely offered to reward him
for his trouble. But the red~haired long
| legged gentleman took immense umbrage,
| and Indignantly informed me, he was not a
servant. and then turned and left me in the
lurch." x
''Red-haired and long-legged, repeated
| Helen, highly amused; 81 wonder If it was
Johnny CaEapbell2ri assal sH fsUShe.
/ Aud who may Johnny Campbell beg'
| asked Roche.
"a young gentleman remarkable for his
| brilliant powers of conversation, long legs,
red hair and freckles, and who Is the
owner, or the future owner believe. for he
| is not 81 yet, of a great deal of property
near here, including my aunt's house,
Then you know him, | suppose? It's
| just about here this fellow met me--rather
rough on him, wasn't itf'
| And Roche laughed.
Rather, for he's proud as Lucifer, be-
lieye--poor Johnny Campbell, what a
| blown
They little thought as they thus talked Of
him, that Johnny Campbell himself was
watching them with Jealous, angry eyes,
There was one spot at the end of the
grounds of Ardleigh Lodge, from which
you could see any one emerge from the gates
OF Ardlelgh House, and thlther the love
sick Johnny morning after morning re-
paired in the hope of seeing Helen Drum
mond, and he often followed her in her walks
at distance and unseen.
He had done so this morning, and to bis
dismay saw her meet Francis Roche on the
hillside; saw their clasped hands and smiling
faces asaw--Oh, poor Johnny Roche draw
her hand through his arm and lead her up
to the hill, and then they sat down to
gether on the gray granite crag, and
Roche put his arm round Helen's slender
waist.
Johnny's blue eyes opened wider and
wider, and sharp pang shot through his
heart. Who was this man2 He was the
very fellow, Johnny reflected bitterly, who
had insulted him the day before in the mist
by Offering him shillingl But this little
incident sank into insignificance now in
Johnny's breast. But to sit with his arm
round Helen Drummond's waist-it was
monstrous
Johnny, in fact, could not stand it. A
clump OF storm-rent pines hid him from
their view, and after staring at them for
five minutes or SO, Johnny reused himself
to action. He would go to Ardleigh House
ask Miss Drummond who the man was with
Helen. 1t might be a brother of hers, or
cousin. thought Johnny. trying to console
himself as he started back on his way to
Ardleigh.
"Bnt a cousin-coufound It'll That's
nearly as bad. People marry their
cousinsm
The next moment he reflected, and with
hot. sore heart, an indescribable sensation of
discomfort and anger. Johnny at last
reached Ardleigh House, and having rung
the bell asked to see Miss Drummond.
miss Helen's out, - answered Elizabeth,
who could not imagine what had induced
the young laird to call at that time of the
morning.
81 know" said Johnny, almost with
groan; sits Miss Drummond | wish to see."
Whereupon Elizabeth ushered him into
the parlor, where Miss Drummond was sit
ting placidly knitting by the fire.
She rose and received Johnny civilly,
though she also was extremely surprised to
see him at this hour.
Its a very fine morning" she said, by
way Of beginning the conversation.
But Johnny took no notice of her remark
on the weather. He was very much agi-
tated, and grew pale and red by turns, and
then biurted out:
Miss Drummond, has Helen a brother2"
Miss Drummonds gray-tinted face flushed
deeply at this question.
mo- she SAID. after moments hesita-
ton; Helen has no brother"