The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1893-06-04

the sea grass had changed the dunes into
a great glistening bed of white coral
AS usual, Shelah called at the YShip,S
for Tom Reeks. He had barely entered
when he heard a horses hoofs on the
hard road. horseman reined up at the
inn, and Shelah drew back into the
shadow. "Shelahlp 1t was Jennie who
spoke. She stood white and trembling
on the cellar steps. "Will-will you take
him this2"
Strangely fascinated at being called
upon for such an act, Shelah took from
her the measure of sparkling ale, and,
like man in dream, carried il TO the
door. With his head down he walked up
to the rider A loud "Hem I" caused him
to start and look up. Instead of the
young brewer, he was facing the old one.
The elder Rivington looked at the ale as
a doctor might look at his own medicine.
"No, my man." he said, II don't care for
anything so early as this If you'll have
the goodness to hold my horse while |
dismount. Thank'ee. Tether him there
will your want to see the landlord.
Is he in?'
Before Shelah could answer Reeks gave
evidence of his bodily presence by appear
ing at the doorway. The brewer walked
in, followed by Shelah Rivington, ST.,
was pleasant, chatty old gentleman, and
he soon disclosed the object of his visit
A Ball was going to be held at Herring
bourne town hall and he was distributing
invitations to such of his tenants as chose
to attend. AS he was passing-quite by
accident he assured them-he felt he
ought not to miss the landlord of the
''Ship." There We're the tickets and he
hoped that Reeks and his daughter would
attend.
81 forgot to mention" he said blandly.
as Reeks, after expressing his thanks,
took them up, ''is to be held in honor OF
.Frr BE
married this week to the daughter Of a.
very ola friend of mine-a man of Kent
AS he finished low sobbing cry startled
all but Shelah. A beer warmer had
ratified to the floor and Jennie stood
vacantly staring into a little lake of the
split liquid at her feet.
"Why, what's the matter, lass2" said
Reeks, ''you look as white as a ghost.n
Nothing, father}' she answered,
family, nothing only the heat of the
fire"
''That is what it was" said old Riving-
ton, 1.-THE heat Of the fire, no doubt. I
have experienced the same sensation my
self. Well, good day, Reeks. | hope you
will find it convenient to attend.n
He nodded pleasantly, untethered his
horse from the palings and mounted it, As
he rode away he smiled softly and patted
| his horses name. Shelah Baxter came
out of the "Ship" and walked aimlessly
down to his boat. The surf was boiling
on the Scroby, and great rollers with
foaming crests were racing in and tumb-
ling upon the sunlit beach. He stood
awhile absently watching the little salt
| fountains which their recoil left bubbling
in the sand, then mounted the tall hillock
to look for Reeks.
On the top he started and his tan cheeks
| grew pale. At the base of the mound by
| a dwarfed clump of furze sat girl, sob
bling violently. 1t was Jennie Reeks He
| descended the side she was on and gently
! touched her shoulder. you'll catch
cold lass" he said, sadly, If you sit
| here"
Through her tear-dimmed eyes She
! looked into his face. Not word of re
proach. Only in his eyes was the love
| that had been SO constant and true. With
| a little catching of her breath Jennie rose
and drew back; then, with a convulsive
| cry, she flung her arms wildly about his
neck and there she sobbed until she could
sob no more. When they went back to
| the ''Ship" Reeks met them at the door.
! Something in their attitude made him
| softly whistle. A nearer view Of their
faces made him chuelrle. 1t seemed as IL
Shelah had taken his advice and plucked
up at last.
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