The Hartford herald. [volume] (Hartford, Ky.) 1875-1926, 1892-05-04

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Colonel Warren Talbot was thorough
man OF the south, both physically and
mentally. Tall, well proportional, with
olive complexion and large, dark eyes,
finely cut features, black hair, mustache
and imperial, a refined, naughty bearing
and voice possessed Of all the passion.
ate music Of the low country, he was a
representative Of the long boosted chiv-
airy which in the proud days of slavery
kept alive the medieval fires and en-.
throned physical courage and literal pur
ity at the expense OF liberal humanities.
"As compared with your north
Georgia mountains, how do you like our
low country he presently said, as If to
change the subject.
!. "Oh, cannot compare the two, they
are 90 different. But | am charmed
with everything here. Our life in the
pocket Is sweet and drowsy, much as it
Is hAre; but there we have no society, no
beautiful homes, no tropical things, no
churches. no theaters." She said this in
voice indicative Of retrospection A
vision of the old mill was lowering be-
fore her. She heard the water bubbling
over the big messy wheel
"Your aunt. Mrs. Roosevelt, has been
describing the pocket and the mill to
me-" he said, "and | imagine you must
have found life there delightfully."- calm
and uneventful, almost Arcadian, in its
simplicity and evenness."
would you call an uneventful and
simple life delightful she demanded,
looking quickly and earnestly into his
face.
He hesitated moment and then said
frankly:
mo, like excitement"
80 do l." she exclaimed, with little
flush in her cheeks. THAT is why like
the north. II is all excitement"
"Well, Savannah will not be so dull
after few weeks" he said, in the tone
of one who apologies; when the north
ern tourists begin to arrive they will
make quite a movement in our streets
and parks"
He had risen while speaking, and was
now standing before her as If in the act
Of going, his tall. singularly erect fofr1
outlined against the clump Of banana
stalks. She felt the effect of his per-
sonal magnetism, in some indefinable
way, without the slightest thought Of
what il was. He was regarding her with
grave, clouded eyes He felt bewildered
by her rare beauty. She seemed to him
as fresh anl pure and simply sweet as
some dew-dashed mountain violet.
"But Savannah doesn't appear dull to
me-" she said, rising to say goodby; sit
is quite interesting. am going to like
it ever SO much"
THAT is very kind OF you, Miss
Chenier," he said, bowling low over the
exquisite little hand she gave him.
''Come to see us often" she naively
added. "You know my aunt has made
me the mistress of Roosevelt Place, and
intend to be exceedingly hospitable."
II have been coming here since my
earliest boyhood," he said. al am glad
shall have continuance of the privi-
lege This house has always had a
strange charm for me, quite apart from
the social and hospitable aspect"
ut is place one grows attached to at
once. a sort of dream palace. | have
really found myself half expecting to
come across the old lamp of Aladdin
among my aunt's bric-a-brac." She said
this very lightly, but Colonel Talbots
warm imagination seized the suggestion,
and he silently wondered if this simple
child of the mountains would not indeed
find some source of magic hidden away
in this vast twilight place to glorify her
life withal.
He went away, bearing with him 8
semiconsciousness of sweet influence
caught from her. The light of her eyes,
the low melody Of her voice, with its
slight up country peculiarities, and
the CLEAN of her pale gold hair fingered
in his mind. He walked along in the
shady street under the china trees and
the moss hung live oaks, with his eyes
bent upon the ground. He did not SEE
Miss Fain and her mother as they slow
ly were driven by in an open landau.
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