San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1891-09-12

up country with her. She had her hours
of inconsistencies, it is true, and cried
over her fathers letters; but she rallied
readily, taking up her chearfulHess and
girlish activity where she left off, and
making the most of the opportunities
her surroundings offered. She was. in
some indefinite way, aware that she was
taking into Ler life some new and pow
erfuI elements She had been delighted
with Chicago. she was .enraptured by
Savannah.
In Il little while she had made ac-
quaincauces among the young people of
her auuGS set, one Of them, Mildred
Faia. becoming her devoted friend. Miss
Faiu WAS three Years older than Resale,
IL petite brunette. with finely cut features
and faultless grace of manner. Her
family traced itself back to the early
days Of the city, where it vas honorably
connected with colonial history. Her
grandfather had been cabinet officer
or something of the sort under a Demo
cratic administration. and her father had
fallen, distinguished Confederate gen
eral, in one of the terrible battles of the
Virginia campaigns. In many points she
was quite Rosalie's opposite
Resale loved her from the beginning;
and in fact that sweet affection that girls
have for each other was quickly formed
between tnem, greatly exaggerated by
their wholly opposite temperaments and
characteristic elements. They found in
each other. something new and fascinat-
ing. quite unlike what usually draws
girls together. They soon fully contided
in each other; and so Rosalie discovered
that Miss F&in had lover, a Colonel War
rem Talbot, lawyer and politician, whose
name seemed much hOnored by the daily
newspapers Of Savannah. This young
man often dropped in at the Roosevelt
mansion to smoke and chat awhile with
Mr.. Roosevelt, but it CHANGED to be some
weeks after her first momentary meeting
with him that ROsalie found herself in
conversation with him on the broad
veranda 1t was the merest accident,
this little tete-a-tete, but Colonel Warren
Talbot found it most charming bit Of
experience.
"Wh&t delightfully."- naive and pretty
girl your new friend isl he said to Miss
Fain soon after.
I'm quite charmed that you think
So" responded that Young lady; ''she is
the sweetest girl | ever saw, and she
knows so much, and is so brilliant, too,
and so good and kind, and altogether
unlike any other girl ever saw.
Oh" exclaimed tine colonel gayly,
you are an accomplished eulogist. &c
on. however-it is a bird singing of d
bird, one flower shaking ont its perfume
on another-it's all very beautiful"
The next time ne went to Roosevelt
place h. again talked with Resale. h
had not been much in the north, and hel
vivid descriptions OF the great cities and
the social wkirlpools into which she had
merely dipped while there We're to him
as charming as anything of the sort
could be. and they gave him as imme.
date an impression of western power
and eastern agility as if they had been
sketches and photographs Of the scenes
and persons mentioned.
Il ike tho*n people" she slid i'll Il
tone OF rn.hug!aslu; "tIe!r vim and
movement. their alert eyes and bright
smeTd faces, give u.e the idea of ire
aiStiO.e energy.
Then vou ike the north better than
she soutk:" lie remarked in careles:
toar, Int fixing his eyes questioningly
upon her
go. sir. | like the south immeasur
ably better" she quickly responded, s
half suppressed rebuke coming with bel
words.
Colonel Warren Talbot was Il thorough
man of the south, both physically anC
mentally. Tall. well proportioned, witt
olive complexion and large. dark eyes
finely cut features. Black hair. mustacht
I'D imperial refined. naughty bearing
and Il voice POSSESSED of all the passion
tic music of The low country, he was 8
",prr".mu,iye Of tle long boas1ad chiv
airy which III the proud days Of slavery
kept alive the mediPval fires and en-
throncd physical courage and literal pur
ity ut the expense of liberal humanlties
AS compared with your nortf
Georgia mouIrius, how do you like oul
low country" he presently said, as if t.
change the subject.
.Oh. cannot compare the two, they
are so different. But 1 am charmed
with everything here. Our life in the
pocket is sweet ana drowSy, much as il
| is here; but there we have no society, NJ
beautiful homes. no tropical things, nc
churches, no theaters" She said this il
voice indicative Of retrospection. A
vision Of the old mill was Lowering be
fore her. She heard the wafer bubblir2
over the big messy wheel.