The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1891-12-27

hcauWulies Tue person WnOm Il was ODs
serving made his way toward our table.
and Just as he reached it. Blanche turned
aTd saw him. TIE color rose TO her
Ct. els
~, Mr.. Stewartr' shs said; and she sat
more erect, her facs full Of light.
lie dotted his hat with a jaunty swing,
smiled, and spoke in JoviaI, ringing. BARI
tone voice:
"Hallo, all Of youl Thought I'd find You
here. Dakyn would have it you were in
the garden; but have secret channels of in
formation-eh, little gall"
As be said the last words, with laugh in
his beard, he put forth his haad and
grssped blanche lightly but strongly by her
wrist, as her arm rested on the table; at the
same time be plunged look into her eyes.
She accepted his look. and did not withdraw
her hand. She seemed TO have undergone
u ohenge-as rich strain Of music makes
one feel potent, alert and sumptuous
A waiter-and waters were not easy to
secure in that place and at that hour
FASTENED up unbidden with chair. have
not mentioned that the new conner had a
companion with him-a young fellow of
three or four and twenty, tall and brawny
good example of the atheletic college
youth. He was good-looking Lad, with a
smooth, rudy face, aud a clear, guileless
expression. He might have graduated
stroke-oar OF the Varsity crew, or pitcher
Of the nine; but hardly sttmma cum ldude
in the merely Intellectual departments. l
took a liking to him at the first glance. He
was bashful aud awkward, and it was easy
TO perceive two things: first, that he was in-
fatuated with him of the grizzled beard and
the TYrolese hat, and secondly. that he alb
lectly worshiped Blanche Luellen. He red
dened as he pulled off his hat and ducked
his head to her; he made no attempt to ad-
dress her. As for her. she recognized him
with passing look-the residue of that
which she had bestowed upoa the other
aud that was OIL
They sat down; Mr.. Luellen had put on
the curiously subservient manner which an
Englishman adopts toward a countryman
Of superior social rank. He was all atten-
ton and assent. laughed delightedly, and
kept exclaiming:
"Yes, vest By Jove! Certainly, Of
counsel Bless my soul, you don't say sol
0, that's goodl Capital-ha, ha, hs !"-and
the like; while the hairy man discoursed,
ostensibly to the company in general, but
evidently with an eye to the effect on
Blanche. who. for her part. followed every
word. and on whose face. 10 the pauses OF
his spirited, rollicking talk, his eyes
usually rested. / could not but confess his
magnetism; it was no hardship to listen to
him; but some of his utterances were rather
daring-not to use a hasher word-for the
presence OF young girl.
"What was that yarn about you and the
Musgraves?" asked Luellen.
20. quite lark, that" said the other.
Mrs. Musgrave is no light weight, you
know, but she's ambitious, We three had
tramped three miles In the hot sun, and
Musgrave himself was tuckered. When we
got to the glen he planted himself beside the
brook, under a tree, beside the lunch bas-
ket, and stuck his feet in the water. But
nothing would do for Mrs. Musgrave but to
swarm up the clif-She wanted the view,
or some flowers, or some such nonsense.
wouldn't be bluffed, you know, and she and
l started. 1t was stiff work; and I had
some boosting aud pulling to do into the
bargain. However, we got up. somehow;
and then the fun began. She was scramb-
ling round near the edge. and the first thing
knew she had disappeared. looked over,
and there she was, about fifteen feet down,
She had caught ON a ledge about foot
wide, and there was a drop of at least $50,
clear, below her. She was too scared to
squeak, and couldn't see at first what
could do for her. No rope. and no timber
to make pole OF. But some
thing had to he done, and quick,
too, for she was getting giddy and would
drop pulled of my coat, two it in two
up the back, and tied the two pieces to-
gether by the sleeves. / hung that over,
but it didn't reach by about five feet.
Question of life and death; only one way
tied them on the coat. That got to her, and
she caught it, and hung on like nun to sal
walton.
Then began to haul in on the slack. It
was the biggest fish / ever bobbed for
eleven stone at least / thought I'd lost her
a dozen times. pn never forget the look 10
her face; and I wanted TO laugh, too. 1t
seemed to me a long time that was play
ing her; but fancy it seemed bit longer
to her. And all the while | was expecting
the line to snap. But they were my best
clothes, and I'll give my tailor credit for
putting in some good stuff and proper sew
ing. got her head above the level at last.
and she hooked hands over the edge. Then
grabbed her under the arms, and landed
her. She Topped down in a heap; and
when she caught her breath, she went into
Mysteries, laughing and crying like a
maniac.
Twas as limp as a string myself, and all l
could do was to sit and google at her. l
fancy we made queer group; and just then
she gave yell, and glared over my should
er. l looked round, and there was Mus
grave! Well, he isn't an Othello exactly;
but it was a nice situation so far as appear
ances went for all that"
/ cannot describe the animation humor
and swiftness with which the story was
given. 1 have nothing on the stage more
vivid and complete. The rich and various
CoheS OF tne voice, tne gestures, 5ne auda-
cious glow and sparkle of eyes and face, and
the deep, chuckling laughter running
through it all, were irresistible.
Withal, there was the dauntless assurance
of the f-the-world, redeeming it from
the fatal error of vulgarity, which would
have been inevitable in any one else. It
was only In thinking it over afterward, in
cold blood, that cold realize what piece of
insolence it was. Did Blanche realize it tooG
l think not. She probably believed that
what whatever this man did must be right
"a dangerous belief for a girl to hold of
any one; most of ALL of such man as this.
l could not blame her; but l was angry with
her father, who crowed with laughter, like
a courtier when his monarch vouchsafes a
jest. liked better the flush that saw In
young Dakyn's boylIsh cheek, and the
twitching of his brow.
[To BE CONCLUDED
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