The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1893-01-08
PAMELA AND PRUE.
From All the Year Round.
CHAPTER /.

| good as gold when Pamela Is by. But
| you've no notion of menagin' him, aud
| you're that inconsiderate OF his little ways
that-John JEREMIAH
The shrill yankee voice was raised into a
| scream of dlsmay and anger to reach the
other end OF the long dining room of the
"Hotel de Bretagne,n in which the speaker
stood scolding her governess.
| John jeremiah, git off that table this
| instant, say You've eaten enough food
already to be i'll for a week and you 80 bad
! yesterday with all those sweets. Get down,
| you naughty boy" and Mrs. John j.
| Suragge of Chicago made q dart down the
| room to the farther eLd of the long dining
table. set for deieuner, which was being
plllaged by her son aud heir, aged 10, who
had taken advantage Of Miss Jardine
catching il" to stuff his pockets with the
| fruit in the dishes.
What is the matter, ma" asked Pam
ella, entering with lauguid grace.
She spoke with q decided Yankee drawl
but she might have been Diana herself as
she appeared in the days when the earth
was young in the eyes OF me1.
| II guess he has been up TO some mischief
she went on calmly. whats he been up
| to row, ma"
Her mother looked at her with mingled
respect and half reproachful admiration.
The poor child only wanted some plums,
and You just go right away and zee
! IT,,
Jardne, 'abd do think you might try and
manage him little better"
| Nonsense, ma" said Miss Pamela
| Spragge, calmly; hes the tiresomest little
imp I've ever seen, and it's about time he
was made to mind somebody. He wants to
be cuffed now and then, ana I wonder Miss
Jardine don't do it when your back is
fore your face"
Mrs, J. j. Spragge's face was a study as
she stood struggling between anger at the
very thought OF the hapless goVerness per-
petrating such an enormity, and the half
edmiring, half>awed obedience she yelled in
all matters to her calm willed beautiful
daughter who had ruled her ever since she
| could walk.
She was further vaguely discounted by
| q soft laugh from the goveruess in question,
as if the idea of cutting the sacred person of
| John jeremiah had awakened intense
amusement rather than humble horror in
her mind.
Pm just sure don't know what keep
you for, Miss Jardine." she said, you amt
no manner OF use to me, as | zee, and Pm
sure that dear John Jeremiah hasn't
| learned"
MA. don't talk so loudly, and there's
Lord Acres outside" interposed the calm
anu beautiful Pamela, turning in the direc-
ton of the doorway, on the threshold of
which at that moment, appeared a slight,
trim looking young man, of rather effemi-
nate appearance. "Thers he is," all In the
same tone, as il this exhibition of loud
vulgarity and petty ms Ience on her
mothers part before her fastidious patriciau
lover in no way disconnected her. "Cyrilr p
as he seemed TO hesitate for a second on the
! threshold, with something blank on his
face, which she took for shocked dsap-
provsl, "come in. 1t is about time you
made the acquaintance Of my mother, |
| l. - In
to say in what it lay. but as sue spoke there
was something in her tone or manner which
gave ner a little touch Of quiet pride, and
added inestimably to her charm aud grace
The heiress of the self-made millionaire was
lost in the dignity of the woman and
daughter, who was neither ashamed for her
self nor her parents, though her lover could
trace his noble ancestry back to the con-
quest.
Perhaps he felt it, and it treasured him.
for he came forward more quickly and took
the outstretched hand Of his future mother
in-law. whose ruffled feelings subsidized
| under this new excitement.
This was the first time she had seen her
daughters affiianced husband. They had
become engaged a week ago at an English
| country house, where Pamela and he were
staying.
Pamela had come over to her mother at
| Oman two days after the engagement, and
l HsOT
later. He had arrived day earlier tnan
he was expected. and Pamela, coming down
into the ball of the hotel few moments be-
fore, Just when the storm in the dining
room was at its hight, had found him there.
| She had only time to shake hands, and then
had gone to the rescue Of her mother, and
| had caught John Jeremiah IN his flight
Miss Jardine had of course heard of the
engagement. Mrs. j. X. Spragge had been
| far too proud and elated over it to keep it
to herself; every one in the hotel had heard
| that my daughter" was betrothed to an
| English noblemau.
| Miss Jardine WAS apparently very weary
OF the subject, for she turned aside. with
| the faintest suspicion of disdain on her still
| pale face, as Lord Acres was introduced
to Mrs. J. J. Spragge, and moved toward
the door.
Pamela stopped her.
~ want to introduce Lord Acres 20 you,
Miss Jardine," she said; II guess you two
will like each other; she's real nice. with q
| bright laugh, turning to her lover, ''and
well, 3" in the same light tone to Miss Jardine
but with something tender. like the passing
of an angels wing shadowing her eyes,
''she is rather nice, too"
Miss Jardine and Lord Acres bowed to
each other, Mics Jardines gray eyes resting
| quietly for a second on the sunburned face
! Of the young man, who turned back, the IN
slant be bad acknowledged the introduc-
! ton, to Mrs. ). j. SpraRge, while Miss Jar
dine with Il smile at Pamela, left the room.
"What ever possessed you TO Introduce
J those two like that. Pamela?" asked her
| mother disturbed and vexed, as later on
she talked over her future son-in law with
| her daughter.
HE didn't like it, [ think. he thought
| likely enough that you were mocking him /:
they are so easily ruffied up, men are Jaw
him bite bis lips under that dandy little
| mustache Of HIS, and the back of his neck
went quite red under the sun-brown. Be-
side, Pamela, she is only your brothers. -"
"She Is much better born than we are
ma. said the beautiful Pamsla, .carelessly
Her people were once his equals. only they
| got poor and emgrated; and Cyril isu't that
sort. He thinks lot Of himself but isn't
mean like that shouldn't have taken him
| II be were.n
| 'Wel. don't Ike that Prue Jardine my
self, and what all the men seem 70 see In
her 1 can't make out She hasn't q quarter
/ OF your beauty"
"Buta man would go on caring for her