The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1893-11-12

and who had been. though he had never
Till to-day seen her sort of little
playfcllow in his life, walking westward
from the seriousness OF Bloomsbury.
through the long line OF oxford street.
auC across Hyde Park 10 the great hotel
in which Mrs. Bristow had established
herself the young man, though he had
not penny, and was a mere colonial, to
say the best of him. felt himself return
ing 10 more congenial atmosphere, the
region OF ease and leisure ana beautiful
surroundings, 10 which he hau been born.
lie had every feature Of the man Of
fashion, yet he belonged llstiuCtively TO
the jeunesse dOree wherever he went He
went along. swinging his cane, with re-
lief IN his mind to be delivered from the
narrow and noisy streets. He had been
accustomed, all his life. 10 luxury, though
Of different kind from that OF London,
and he smiled a the priuuess and re-
spectabiuJy Of BloomsDuT by instinct,
though he had no right 10 90 SO. He rec
ogniled the difference OF the tra1ic in
Picadilly. and distinguished between that
great tnOrOlghfare and the other with
purely intuitive discrimination. Bel
grayla was narrow and formal to the
sOutherner, but yet it WAS different All
/ these IHtuitions were in him, he could no
tell how.
lie went back to his aunt with the
t$ANt'"'+t1 ~ AAti VII sOiltN Cii AAl1 - 'tAS
which he knew would please her. Dora.
as has been said, had been their secret
between them for many years, He had
/ helped 10 think OF TOYS and pretty tribes
to send her, and the boxes had been the
( subject Of many a consultation. calling
/ forth tears from Mrs. BriS5ow, but pure
| fun 70 the young man. who thought of
the unknown recipient as of a little sis
ter whom he had never seen. He meant
| to please the kind woman who had
| been a mother to him. by telling her
about Dora, how pretty she was, how full
of character delightful and amusing to
behold, now she was half angry with him
for knowing so much of her, half pleased,
how she flashed from fun to seriousness.
from Kindness to quick indignation, and
on the whole disaprOved of him. but only
in way that was amusing, that he was
not afraid Of Thus he went in cheerful.
and intent upon making the invalid cheer
full too.
A hotel is hotel all the world over, a
place essentially vulgar, commonplace,
Venal, the travesty of a human home.
This one, however, was as stately as it
could be, with a certain size about the
building, big stairs. big rooms, at the end
of one of which he found his patrOness
lying, in an elaborate dressing gown on a
large sofa, with the vague figure of a
maid floating about in the semi-darkness.
The London sun in April is not generally
violent, but all the blinds were down
and the curtains half drawn over the
windows, and the room so deeply shad-
owed, that even young GOrdOn's sharp
eyes coming out of the keen daylight did
not preserve him from knocking against
one piece of furniture after another as he
made his way to the patients side.
We'll, Harry, dear, is she coming2'
faint voice said.
Il hope so aunt. She was sorry to
know you were ILL., I told her you were
quite used to being i'll, and always patient
over it. Are things going any better to-
day."
They will never be better, Harry"
Don't say that They have been
worse great many times, and then
things have always come round little"
He DOESN'T believe me, Miller That
is what comes of health like mine: no
body will believe that l am worse now
than | have ever been before" Gordon
patted the thin hand that lay on the bed.
He had heard these words many times
and he was not alarmed by them. This
lady is rather a character" he said "she
will amuse you. She is Scotch, and she
is rather strong minded, and"
II never could bear strong minded wo-
men," cried the patient, with some
energy But what do care whether
she is Scotch or Spanish, or what she Isl
l want to speak to her of Dora. Oh,
Harry, did you see Dora my Dora. my
little girl And to think that l cannot
have her, cannot see her, now that / am
going to die.'
why shouldn't YOU have herr" he
said in his calm voice. Her father is
better; and no man, however unreason-
able, would prevent her coming to see her
own relation. You cannot understand,
dear aunt. You won't believe that peo-
pie are all very like each other, not so
cruel and hard-hearted as you suppose.
You would not be unkind 10 a sick per-
son, why should he!"
80, it's dihCrent-very different!' the
sick woman said.
"Why should it be differentl A quarrel
that is dozen years old could never be
so bitter as that
III is you who don't understand. I did
him harm-O, such harm Never, never
could he forgive me! / never want him
to hear my name. And to ask Dora for
him-O, no, no Don't do it, Harry-not
If was a my last BREATH"
IF you ever did him harm as you say,
though l don't believe you ever did any
one harm, that is why you cannot forgive
him. Aunt, you may be sure he has for
given YOU
'I-l-forgive2 o. never, never had I
anything to forgive-never! 10, if you
only knew
Il wouldn't say anything to excite her,
MIR. Harry said the maid. she isn't
so well, really; she's very bad, as true as
can be. I've sent for the Doctor
Yes, tell him - cried the poor lady,
eagerly-"tell him that YOU have never
seen me so ILL., Tell him, Miller, that I'm
very BAD and going to die"
"Well wait and hear what the doctor
says, ma am" said the maid cautiously.
But Dora, Harry-oh bring her, bring
her! How am l to die without my Dora
Oh, bring her! Ask this LADY, don't
mind her being strong-minded or any
thing, if she will bring my child. Harry,
you must steal her away, if he will not
let her come. have n right to her. 1t
is-it is herduty to come to me when l
am going to dic!"
Don't excite her, sir, for goodness
sake; promise anything" whispered the
| maid
Il will, aunt. I'll run away with her.
I'll have carriage with a couple of ruff
fans to wait round the corner, and I'll
throw something over her head to stiae
her cries, and then we'll carry her
away"
1t isn't any laughing matter" she
said, recovering her CompOsurc a little
If you only knew, Harry! But couldn't,
| couldn't tell you-Or any one. Oh,
Harry, my poor boy, you'll find out a
great many things afterwards, and per
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