San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1891-09-18

found herself wondering if it could be
that he was innocent Of the crime of
which she had accused him. Such a
thing was not impossible and yet she
fell sure that she could not have been
mistaken in recognizing him as he fol-
lowed her and Talbot, like a sinister
shadow, on that lovely and never-to-be-
forgotten night.
One day, about a week after her re-
turn to Roosevelt Place, Resale was sit
ting at her window reading in one of her
fathers favorite romances, or rather she
had been reading and was now idly gaz-
ing into the street below, when a car
riage rolled slowly by A servant in
livery was driving Inside were noble
looking middle aged man, fair, plump,
lovely girl, and Frank Ellis. She had
seen this man once before, and knew he
was Sir Edmond Kane; the young lady.
as she rightly supposed, was Miss Ellen,
Sir Edmond's daughter, Ellis seemed
quite happy, as did also the others, their
faces smiling. their conversation appar-
entity animated and free. The English
girl was charmingly dressed, and her
face, though not beautiful, was high
bred and fascinating, and her form was
superb
\ strange feeling crept over Rosalie
as she looked down upon this passing
group. 1t was like breath of ex-
quisite sorrow or regret; her heart
seemed to fall low in her breast and
futter painfully. Some sweet thing her
fancy had been nursing slipped away
from her. Ellis turned his eyes toward
the house. She retreated from the win
dow for fear he might see her; then she
sank into chair and cried, she knew
not why. Life seemed to her to be
growing hollow and meaningless; its
zesr had slipped away, like perfume
from Il whitening flower. She began to
be restless and impatient for the time to
come round when she and her father,
with Aunt Marguerite and Adelaide,
would 60 across the sea. but the thought
of the journey pleased her more on &C
count of the distance it would give than
for any joy which it promised at its end.
So the days slipped past, until at last
ltlleI CJtIllC W IlCl lLOlll lIi|dL
Il did not get to say goodby to you"
he wrote. therefore | take the liberty
to write this instead | fingered along
the road homeward among the battle
fields of Georgia and Tennessee, but
found no pleasure in what ! saw. |
seemed TO miss something which would
nave made even the brown hills charm
iug When | crossed the Ohio river
L.et seat suOwStOrm, sent down from
| Chicago to welcome NE. and quite soon
the ground was covered foot deep with
the white fleece Of winter. Here the
streets a-r III ice and snOwGanks, and az
| write the wind is blue with cold and is
bowling Ike Il pack Of hungry wolves.
| | am dissatisfied and wish were back
IN Savannah, on your uncles wide We
randa, with the salt air blowing over me
and the palm trees rustling their spread
nv fans hard by don't believe am a
northern man any longer; the worry and
hurry of Chicago does not satisfy my
especial hunger. May come back?
think could be less trouble to all you
u0Spit&ble and patient southernerS now;
this great distance has brought out in
strong relief all my faults and all your
goodness How Infinitely warm and
comforting, how perfumed and luXuriant,
how breezy. how shady, how inviting is
the whole south, now that have left it!
Il have the hot air register wide open
IN NY room and a big ccal fire on the
hearth, and yet | am freezing! Won't
you and Mrs. Roosevelt please invite me
to come back: could run on errands
for you. and make myself reasonably
useful. and would try and not be much
in the way.
II heard Gerster sing last night, and
Lirta the night before, but | would
rather be in that dim old parlor in
Roosevelt Place and hear La MandOre:
my spirit j. there now-do you not often
near Ii rv.,l:ng around in its favorite
places: stopped at Calhoun and ResaCa
as ! came r.me. and while there | in
quired for t.c Cnenier mill, and found it
was only l..ir;y miles distant The temp
tutlou 10 ,.n it was very great, but !
resisted always do resist at the wrong
time
Frankly, | want to say that am I'M
tit for business since returning, and !
think of nothing but how shall get
back to Savannah without offending my
own sense Of the fitness of things. ]
have been worse since seeing in Savan-
nah paper Yesterday Il notice in the per
sonal column of your return to Roose-
welt Place True, the paper was two
weeks old when got it, but it had its
effect all the same.
You will not be offended if say that
| find life burden where you are not to