The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1893-11-05

I And young Gordon was not disposed to
/ trouble his mind with any sort Of mystery
I now.
Have I said anything I should not
! have said2 Is she displeasedl'' he said,
1T matters very little if she is dis
pleased or not. a fantastic little grill"
cried Mrs. BethUne. go on, go on with
what you were saying. 1 take more in
! tereSt in il than words can say"
| But il was not perhaps exactly the
/ same thing to continue that story IN the
| absence of the heroine whose name was
/ its center all through. She was too
/ young TO count with serious effect in the
| life of a young man, and vet it would be
/ difficult TO draw any arbitrary line in re-
| spect to age with a tail girl full of that
! high flush of youth which puts on every
| emblance in turn. and can put all the
/ dignity of womanhood in the eyes of
| child. Young GOrdons impulse slack
ened in spite Of himself; he was pleased;
and still more amused by the interest he
/ excited in this lady who had suddenly
] taken him into her intimacy with no rea-
/ son that he knew of, and was so anxious
| to know all her story. 1t was droll to see
! her listening in that rapt way-drOl, yet
| touching. too. She had said that he re-
minded her of somebody she knew-per-
haps il was some one sWho was dead, a
young brother, friend of earlier years
He laughed little to himself though he
was also affected by this curious. unex-
pected interest in him. But he certainly
had not the same freedom and elOquence
in talking of the old South American
home, now broken up, and the visionary
little maiden, who, all unknown herself,
had lent it a charm, when Dora was
gone. Neither, perhaps, did Miss Be
thune concentrate her interest on that
part that related to Dora. When he be-
gan to flag, she asked him questions of a
different kind
Those guardians of yours must have
been very good to you-as good as pa
rents2" she said.
Very good, but not, perhaps, like pa
rents; for ] remember my father very
well, and l still have a mother, you
know"
Your father" she said, turning away
her head little, was devoted to you, l
suppose?'
devoted to me?" he said, with a little
surprise, and then laughed. He was
kind enough. We got on very we'll to-
gether. Do men and their sons do more
than that"
81 know very little about men and their
sons she said hastily about men and
women l maybe know a little, and not
much to their advantage. Oh, you are
there, Gilchrist! This is the gentleman
l was speaking TO you about. Do you see
the likeness ] saidP'
Gilchrist advanced a step into the room,
with much EN- Embarrassment in her honest
face She uttered a broken laugh, which
was like giggle, and began as usual to
fold hens in her apron.
II cannot say, mem, that l see a re-
semblance to any person." she said
you are just a stupid creature !" said
her mistress good for nothing but to
make an invalid's beef tea. Just go
away, go away and do that" She
turned suddenly to young Gordon, as
Gilchrist went out of the room That
stupid woman's face doesn't bring any
thing to your mind?" she said hastily
Bring anything to my mindl' he cried
with great surprise What should she
bring to my mind?"
1T was just a fancy that came into
mine. Do you remember the scene in
Guy Mannering' where Bertram first
sees Dominic Sampson? Eli, | hope your
education has not been neglected in that
great particular?n
u remember the scene," he said, with a
smile.
1T was perhaps a little of what YOU
young folks call melOdramatic, but Harry
Bertram's imagination gets a kind Of
shock and he remembers. And so you
are reader of Sir Walter, and mind
that sceneN'
Il remember it very we'll" said the
young man, bewildered. But about the
maid? You said"
ooh, nothing about the maid. she's my
faithful maid, but a stupid woman as ever
existed. Never you mind what l said. |
say that are very silly from time to time.
But l would like to know how you ever
heard your mother was living, when you
have never seen her, nor know anything
about her? l suppose not even her
name?"
Father told me so when he was dying,
he told Mr.. Bristow so, but he gave us no
further information. l gathered that my
mOther-it is painful to betray such an
impression"
She looked at him with deep red rising
over her cheeks and half-defiant look
| Il am old enough 10 be your mother, you
need not hesitate to speak before me,
she said.
1T is not that; it is that can't asso-
cate that name with anything-anything
to be ashamed Of"
II would hope not, indeed y she cried.
standing up, towering over him as if she
! had added foot to her hight. She gays
forth long, fiery breath, and then asked,
Did he dare to say that?" with heav-
| ing breast.
He did not say it, but my guardian
thought"
"Oh, your guardian thought! That was
| think. man-that is always of an evil
mind where women are concerned! And
what did she thinkl-her his wife, the
other guardian, the woman have SEEM"
'She is not like any one else" said
| young Gordon; 'she will never believe in
any harm. You have given me one scene,
| will give you another. She said what
Desdemona said: i do not believe there
was ever any such woman "
BLESS her! But, oh, there are-there
are!' cried Miss Bethune, tears filling
her eyes, I'm life as well as in mans i'll
| imaginations. But not possible to her or
| to me-"
TO BE CONTINUED
Two Pastors in One Hundred Years.
From the Philadelphia Record.
The'remarkable history of the Wylie
Memorial Presbyterian church, Broad
street, will be accentuated during the
present week by a continual celebration
! of the tiftieth anniversary of the pastor
ate of the Rev DR.. T. w j. Wylie. The
venerable minister is worthy successor
of his father, the church first pastor.
and in all the years of it's existence, now
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