The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1891-04-29
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"Did drop down on my keees properly, Miss
Black" the Chicago Tribune says he asked
with wild, yeaTning anxiety in bis voice.
The young woman took a lace-b ordered hand
kerchief from her pocket with a graceful sweeT
Of the hand, drew it in a correct geOmetrical
curve across her lips, and returned it to hel
pocket with the same careful accuracy OF
cuTvilinear motion
while not strictly correct from a DeIsartear
point Of view. Mr. Savage size replied. and
not wholly pleasing to an eye and intellect
trained in what is known as the philosophy of
expression. yet the evident sincerity of your
feelings might lead me to overlook the crudiJ 7.
II may so express myself, OF their outward
manifestation"
And may dare to hopeg"
Il have not said so much as that. Mr.. Savage;
yet"
Miss Black-Etta-hea me- he pleaded.
Il do not claim to be posted in this Delsartean
business. If had practiced on graceful
um-fiop for week don't believe I could have
got down on my knees in any better style than
did. havn't had any instruction. You can't
expect green hand to take hold Of a new
wriRkle in science the same a regular
Journeyman scientist. Is there anything in the
text hooks that tells how TO do this thing.'
There are certain clearly established prin
cipals, Mr.. Savage" said the young woman,
regarding the outward expression of the IN
ner nature. and the careful student Of"
Certainly. certainly, Miss Eta" cordially
assented the young man, "but may ask if you
have any objection to me personally, aside
from my-hum ,-crudity
A faint Delsartean blush passed with grace
full. wave like motion across her face.
Why, Mr.. Savage" she answered possibly
might waive certain high artistic considera-
tons Tiff could silence voice that seems
to rise from the depths of my inner conscious
ness and It'd me beware of taking any irrevoc-
able step in this matter"
IF it is anything about my blnk account,
Miss Eta, let me assure you"
Mr.. Savage, beg Of you to believe that no
sordid considerations influence me in hesitat-
ing TO consider the fiattering proposal you have
made me. Doyou not seem to near a warning
Is there no impalpable shadow that seems to
rise between us? %. Mr.. Savage" she ex-
claimed, do you not seeit?"
See any impalpable shadow? Well, should
rather say"
shuddered in slow, geometrically correct shud-
ders, as the full realization of the awful truth
was borne in upon her mind, lit is fate. II is
fate! Do you not see it?'
''See WHAT"
1.-THE utter impossibility of my ever becoming
your wife,"
mo How? WhyY What do you mean?"
Mr.. Savage" said the young woman, rising
up, pale but strictly correct, and speaking in
calm, memorable accents that smote Oh his ears
like hammer strokes of destiny, lit is impossi-
blei If should marry you, and again a Del
sartean shudder decorouSly agitated her frame,
IF should marry you would be -"
"Whatf Don't keep me in suspense, for
heavens sake! You would be what?''
II would be Eta Black Savage"
1t would never do. The young man saw It,
Under cover of the thick shadow that fate had
thrown across the pathway of these two young
persons Mr.. Savage hastily brushed the dust off
his knees, picked up mis- hat cane and gloves,
and made his escape.