The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1893-04-30
BOARDING SCHOOL EPISODE.
From the New York Times.

anu spiritual COuQlIlOu OF your 4uICA est
ing daughter" said the Rev. Mr.. Butler,
rector and master of St. PhPbe's, as he
twisted his hands together as if
wringing a mental dishcloth. Our
motto is Mems sana in corpore
sano,' and we inculcate it through flesh
and fish and fruit, without deleterious
condiments, and with plenty of good
bread and butter. Our young ladies,
without exception. come from the best
families of the diocese. 1t is not to be
said openly, of course, but l may whis-
per that only last week we refused ad-
mittance to Rachel, daughter of that
Reuben Solomon who subscribed so liber-
ally toward our cathedral
ANY gift is acceptable in the sight of
the Lord. | trust, but Reuben Rachel
they are naturally too well adapted to
answer Paul's letter TO the Hebrews for
us! Hal ha Q, no, there are distinc-
tons just as there are cherubim and
seraphim. Well as to spiritual nutri-
ment, to say nothing Of my own feeble
efforts and the precepts and example of
my better half. who was Van Vliet, you
know, the bishop gives all the spare time
he can snatch away from his yiSitatiOns
to the care of this little flock"
The dear bishop" murmured Mrs.
Bullion.
'Ah, what an eye he has for green
pastures and still waters, what an eye .
Don't retire, young ladies. You may pass
through to the music ROOM
For while the reverend rector was thus
stpaining his rational fiber the door had
opened and two young girls had hesitated
on the threshold. As they now advanced
with arms entwined it was easily seen
that they were sisters, for though one
was tall and dark and commanding, and
the other was slight and shrinking and
fair, yet the marks Of nature, that shrewd
old nurse, cannot be mistaken.
How charming!" exclaimed the mat
ron. pray tell me about them"
They are the Gerlnaine sisters, of I'M
+ eXceptiOnable antecedents. | assure YOU.
Their father is a widower, connected
confidentially with the French embassy,
and allied to the old nobility, though both
he and they speak English with the purity
OF LOndOner. Why, the letters of intro
ductiOn he brought to me are almost price
less as autographs. His diplomatic duties
are so eXigent that he has been compelled
to leave his daughters with US through
both term and vacation time. 1t is now
three years since Clara; the younger, has
been away. Isabel, the elder, whose
character, as you may Judge from her ap-
pearance, is almost masculine, has, indeed.
been called to the metropolis on business
regarding their ancestral estates; but
both Of them keep happy, and consider
st. PhBbe's their home"
What magnificent jewels they were ="
"HelrloOms, my dear madam, handed
down from the days of Louis QuatOrze
and worn by them at their fathers ex-
press desire. However, we do not be-
heye that beautiful things should be hid
under bushel. Our young ladies are the
rather encouraged in ganiture and adorn-
ment, and thus they acquire that bel air
which, being most conscious of pre-emi-
nent advantages, is yet most uncon-
SciOuS."
20, am so delighted. Then Aida may
bring her diamonds, her rubies and all
the other little ornaments which my good
Peter has taken such pains in selecting
for her"
"Certainly-at her own risk
"And may she not be associated with
these distinguished young LADIES'"
"Hum-r,s. ! think can promise that
Yes, Miss Whitegoods has Just been
finished and there will be a bed vacant in
their dOrmitory."
Meanwhile the two sisters were to-
gether in the music room, Clara at the
piano dutifully drumming an exercise
and Isabel bending over her intent on
taking despite the dln.
II wonder who that old trump is" she
said
Don't, Isabel, don't speak so rudely,"
entreated her sister. what would father
SayR'
Isabel laughed unpleasantly. "rd hate
to repeat what father might say"
He would speak, I'm sure, in accord
ance with his birth and character"
I'm sure he would, too"
Isabel, why do you try to tease me
with these vague hints aboutpapa. Ever
since you met him in the metropolis last
spring you greet his name with a libe or a
sheer. How Unlzind! Just because /
never see him through his devotion to his
profession you would make me think
there IS some mystery in his noble career.
/ won't endure it. No one could look in
papa's grand face and fail to realize that
he is a moral hero, l know it's only youl,
tantallzing way, dearie, but sometimes it
grieYes me. We must both be patient
aud work hard until the time comes when
he shall take us home. | feel so i'll pre-
pared for that grandeur that it seems as
If | ought not even to sleep. Why don't
you practice, Isabel, and not hinder me
by idle TALK"
Because I'm sick and tired of all this
Miss Nancy nonsense exclaimed the
girl, passionately, striding up and down
tllC lOOul, llef. gGGdD eyes ndSllng, her
checks atiame, her broad bosom heaving.
You are good little thing and | won't
say anything about the moral hero since
| can't say what | would. But I'm suffo-
eating here. | want light and air and ex-
cltcment. | crave the press of the crowd
the whirl of intense life. o, if | were
only man like-like papa, for instance.
I'd play thousand mad pranks. I'd
scatter gold broadcast; I'd gamble; I'd
fight duel; I'd crack bottles and drink
to 'pamour' and dash my glass over my
shoulder against the wall. Then I'd
mount my fiery horse and tear along the
highway, with my black wizard over my
face, and the first greasy and trembling
merchant l met, out would come my pis-
tol. Stand and deliver! Your money or
Your life! I'd shout, and then, hey for the
town again, with a fat wallet under nv
cloakr'
Isabel! Sisterl"
Then for night of high links, and a
lass, and glass, and merry, merry
song, and away once more to the green
wood! o, you! You madden me with
your demure airs. Father says YOU are
like mother, who was saint Well, the
saint IS in glory! He would have me
like her, too, but my eyes are too keen
for any wool of his gathering I take
after him, and one of these fine DAYS I'll
JOIN the embassy, and in such a way. too.
that he won't dare discharge me. Prac-
tlCe ., YES, I'll practice: hut not on