The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1894-03-11


crow hgure tilted around the arch side.
Win an I've got you now. cushla - in an
instant mad the pOacuers' Lucy in his
arms and dragged well within the court
yard. where a scene for lords and com
mons scene that temporarily stilled
the tongues and banished the wits OF the
noble ladies' at the window, was begun.
/ II was simply English lord ana Irish
peasant appearing and disappearing in
. each others arms fer q dozen or more
T times, as prelude; and then a brave step
Z ping out upon the court yard pavement
t that would have done credit 70 the exhila-
+ rauons OF Donegal fair. Around and
. around they went, back and forth, keep
+ ing the EueSt Of time 20 a weird Gaelic
/ chant. drOned from Eandeville's lips: re-
I treating and advancing. now a kiss and
+ now cheat; each IN turn at times break
I ing into slathering jig which rang from
I the stones beneath them furiOusly. again
. pIrOuttlng and EN- bracing, all their yigOr-
/ Gus and graceful movements increasing in
/ rdpldlJy ana abandon and the young lord
1 as grave as funeral mule; and his mite
/ ana sprlte Of companion, forgetting the
0og-mud upon her clothing. for
1 she had been helping 10
beat the struggling uheasants from the
I outlying holding back upon the demesne
I Tor the mOrrOw'S "battue, 80 her Curls bob
! oing and whipping her fair face and neck
l her battered hat swaying and tapping
/ upon her pretty shoulders. her lovely lips
I parted il bewitchiug smile her cheeks
/ ahame with the crimson Of innocence and
/ not Of shame, and her eyes fairly dancing
/ IN excitement and iOy-when the girls
\ quick eyes caught a glimpse Of the white
| faces hlled with anna cement and naughty
/ pity in the great window above her
] As II in pure defiance another whirl
another embrace; tnen the smothered
/ exclamation, oh, I'll be murdered
/ entirely!' and then with the
/ swift. skulking movement of a pheasant
/ running to cover, she disappeared
/ through the archway and on to the game
/ keepers cottage; sending back such trilIs
/ of laughter as set the birds attending
/ on the twigs of all the leafy copses of
| song haunted Ballnagee.
Half an hundred faces, wedged in the
! quadrangle doors and windows, were
| grlnnlng and yenturing subdued applause,
| when the strange scene was ended as
| suddenly as 1t was begun. The grand Ia
! dies behind the drawing room window
/ looked at each other speechlessly for a
1 moment; rallied Lady Odde Posthume
] from an almost complete collapse; gath
| cred aoout the indignant duchess with
| that enuSlye sympathy which told their
| secret enjoyment of her deep chagrin,
! finally deciding in solemn conclaye that
Something must be done!' while young
| Lords Bunraven, Scarf borough CARING
| ton, Warcourt and Teyerdon swore great
! lordlike Oaths that the London music
| halls would 60 a hundred sOvereigns a
/ night for such "a turn as that and that
| 1t was burning shame 10 invite them
| there for but a week, when there was
| such glorious game for the flushing at
| Ballnagee.
This sort or rallying savagely confined
| at lunch in the rides and drives with the
| ladies TO Clifford Castle to Portadown
| and along the songful river Bann; in I'M
| dertOnes at dinner; in smothered tests
/ during the stately hour with the ladies at
| whist; and grew into such boisterous pro-
| portions in The Den" where the lords
| and gentlemen AT Ballnagee, attended by
| the discreet John Jolly, always retire for
| the tales and cards and wine, that Rector
| Brisbin, who had been invited in, the en-
| tire party being Oxonians, grew grave
/ and white: and young Randeville at
| last cried sternly, Gentlemen, that's
| enough!'
But young Darlington, who had led the
| bandinage, and who was a trihe heady
| from the thrill of coarse wit and fine
! wine, thumped the table soundly with his
| fist and sneered:
I've been doing YOU far too great
honor, Vaudeville Now, III trade you
| Lucky ord '-"Lucky Lord" had
taken the last DerbvE'.for7 her even.
| and, by George! bar mud and pedigree -
1T probably never Occuered TO the
| house of Darlington came holly back
! from Randeville, that an innocent
woman ever existed outside his family
| or in it
The words were scarcely uttered before
| the wine from CarlIngtOn'S glass giittered
| in the gaslightand broke in darts and
| spray upon Lord RaudeVille's face.
! The two upsettlng the table and their
| four noble companions, were instantly
upon their feet, lunging at each other's
/ heads furiously.
| But il was a storm which ended as
| quickly as it began. Rector Brisbin,
| clutching each by the throat and forcing
| them against the wall like children, with
/ quiet, Milford, remember you are hosts
| at Ballnagee!" to Vaudeville and TO Car
| lington, Lord Darlington, you will of
! course apologize2' mad them in each 9TH
| er's arms in moment, offering all man
/ ner OF thanks to the rector and regrets to
! each other; while the overturned lord
| lings, having arisen, were shaking each
| others hands Silly at the happy out
| come, and obviously inquirlng at what
! precise point their sport came in.
| Wen truce this forever, my dear
! Randeville, with a. hundred guiueas to
| fifty on our shoot to-morrow-iust be-
| tween you and l. Randeville;" gaily ex-
| claimed Darlington, who was reckoned
| one of the best shots in England.
If you make the purse TO the winners
| leader, am with you,' answered Rande-
/ vile heartily
Done the fighting parson to hold the
! stakes.' laughed Darlington good
| naturally.
And with this and a parting glass all
around. they sought their several apart
! ments for the night.
The next morning light fog lay along
! the valleys and lower copses of the
demesne, but by the time the hunt break
! fast was done the masses of mist had
lifted into the sky, shutting out the
! glare of the sun, but leaving clear. gray
/ light below; a charming outlook to the
| British spOrtsman's eyes.
That settles it,-Tm the winner" ex-
claimed Darlington gaily, as the young
! noblemen set out, each roughly dressed
as for snipe shooting, and each provided
/ with a double barreled, breech-loadiug.
/ center-fre fowling pieces of lmber
! twelve bore, and all excepting Rande-
! vile, with his skillful man for reloading
and anot her for carrying cartridges; for
the young hosts loader" was none
! other than the pOachers. Lucy, dressed as
/ they had seen her. the day before, and
! her battered straw hat setting rakishly
! upon her black, bobbing cIrls; while a
/ hungry looking village lad trailed after,