The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1893-09-10

| possible between US. That girls Ma
| donna face just curled its influence round
my life and cOlored all my actions. She
was my ideal woman.
II was all the more willing to cultivate
an affection for the ideal, as | thought it
| would protect me against assaults from
| the real. And so it did, until yester-
| day.
Il went up the river to spend the day
| with some people l know who are staying
| at NARROW. Florrie Sinclair was with
! them. There were some rather nice girls
| among the party, but make it a rule
| never to go on the'river with girl like
| There is something about the river which
| induces condolences and l prefer not to
be over confident. So I got FYorrie- Sinclair
| to take me in her Canadian canoe, think
| ing that, as l rather dislilxed her,
| should be moderately safe, especially if l
| could get an occasional glance at my
| talisman. All the way uD to Hurley
! smoked a great deal and talked not
much. What little did say was about
| lunch. 1t was not till about O'Clock
| that the real danger began. Up to then
! the party had kept together. But about
o'clock FlOrrie Sinclair began padding
| around among the backwaters. I could
| not object, for she was padding her own
! canoe. After a bit the nose of the conoe
dug itself gently into
bank; we swung round with
the stream and lay hidden from the rest
of the world under a tree 1t was so
quiet that the water rats came out to
look at US, and the fish began jumping
under our very gunwale. For long time
we scarcely spoke, but the magic of the
summer evening was sliding into my soul
For the influence Of the river is quite
irresistible. You have got to talk senti-
ment. Even if you are with a girl YOU
hate, 1t makes no difference. You talk
sentiment all the same and keep YOUR
eyes shut to cheat yourself into the be-
lief that you are talking it to some one
else. By g o'clock Florrie Sinclair was
holding my hand and telling me my fort
une. She found out that / was in love
with some one Who returned nv affec-
tion, which at the time struck me as alb
surd. Then | told her fortune | said there
was one young man very much in love
with her, which seemed at the time
more than likely to be true Then we
both lay back, and she told me in conf
dence several things which had happened
to her, and which she had never told anv
one else, and l told her several THINGS
that had not happened to me- The sun
was getting low, and shot a broad CLEAN
of gold down the backwater. lust catch
ing her hair and lighting it into an aureole
round her head. 1t struck me that ten
JNtAo dGO oA4c Ii AE III nave OtGu n very
pretty girl. And then / began to think
how pleasant it would be if I were with
girl really liked. If only l We're alone
with my girl. took her carefully out of
my pocket-in my handkerchief-and took
look at her. What gulleless facet And
yet how noble. How commonplace F'lorrie
Sinclair seemed beside her
"'Who's photo is that 2" said Florrie
Sinclair.
'She had detected me-
Il concluded it was better to tell the
truth. / could then talk sentiment freely
and without prejudice, for E'lorrie Sin
clair would know it was all meant for
third party
" That I answered, lis the guiding
star of my existence-the girl 1 love. I
have never told her so. She probably
wouldn't care to hear it. But her face is
always present with me, and 1 shall never
love another
g Let me look, said she.
i handel it across to her. She looked
at it moment and smiled gently. 4