Savannah courier. (Savannah, Tenn.) 1885-1979, 1894-03-22


"llo shall sec that l can be smart,
too" she thought, and tossed her head
us he approached.
He stopped, and, drawing notebook
from his pocket, rapidly slSetched a
church front upon it. She shook her
head. lie looked pazzled then his
quick fingers drew the outside Of one
of the commonest type of meeting
house. She shook her head again, and
moved off. Somehow she did not like
to show him how she spent her Sunday
evenings.
The weather became very hot. Jeanie
dropped more and more in the un-
healthy worlroom and stuffy streets.
He seemed to notice it, for on Saturday
night she found drawing of trees and
a path and figures walking about, and
underneath the figures $3.50. Could he
be asking her to go for walk? She
waited in to see.
At $3.50 knock came at her door,
There he was, with his square, ugly,
good-natured face smiling at her She
felt awkward going down the stairs
with him. What could they do during
the whole walk If neither could speak
to the other? But that walk did not
take place. The smart tie around her
neck had been the price of her dinner:
she turned faint and rceled, then sat
down on the stairs and burst into tears.
She hardly knew if she was vexed or
pleased to find herself picked up like
baby and carried up to her own room
and laid upon her bed. She sat up and
drank some water, while he stood look
ing perplcxed ut her, and she blushed
that he should see her untidy, disorder
ly room.
He went out. In few minutes she
heard her door open, and something
pushed along the floor 1t was little
jug of hot coffee and milk and plate
of German rolls.
The next day another picture was
left IL represented large workshop,
with men sitting at tables, all busily
engaged over some mechanical work;
underneath was written the figures Dos.
With unskillful fingers she drew an
outline of q coat and waistcoat and q
needle and thread and posted it at his
door as she went out; but she had to
come back again. she was SO i'll, and all
day she lay there alone, waiting for
what was the only friendly signal in
the world to her, the scrap of paper Of
the foreign artist.
She heard it pushed under the door
at last, and feebly rose and CROPPED for
it. Her head was throbbing SO that
she could scarcely see that it contained
q whole line of portraits-an elderly
man and woman, and younger faces,
among which was his own. His family
doubtless.
She made rough outline of her hat,
with sharp oval for face underneath.
She was too i'll to get it down to him.
She pushed it out and trusted that he
would get it She heard him in the
m orning come up again, and then she
heard no more, for the fever seized upon
her. and when next she woke to con-
seriousness she was lying on hospital
bed. For days she was too weak to
speak or think, but, when she was able,
one of the nurses asked her if she would
like to see some papers which had been
brought to the hospital for her. and the
nurse spread them out before her.
The first was of man following q
stretcher through the streets, then
the same man sitting alone in a soli
tary room with his head bowed upor
his hand and weeping. The next, the
same man at door, evidently asking
questions of porter within. The next
tho man was beside a bed on which
lay deathlike figure.
elias he been to see me?"
Eyes, it was when we thought 20,
were dying he came every day, but W.
could not tell him anything, no on,
could speak his language, but at last w
found it was Wendish, from the Dor
ders of Saxony and Bohemia, and on
of the doctors here got him book ii
it, by which he could study English
You will see by the sketches"
The next one represented the mai
with the book in his hand.
The next showed the man in train
aud then on board steamer, and the
in another train.
Jeanie dropped the papers.
"He is gonel" she said, with littl
weak cry. sob, why have l got an
better?"
There is another picture" said tn
nurse, and she unrolled it for the tren
bling girl
The man had arrived at the littl
village Jeanne remembered in his frs
sketch, then the interior Of house wa
shown, o coffin lay in the middle of til
room, an old woman, two girls an
three men lnelt around it.
"His father is dead" said Jeanne, an
she turned to the next. The man W;
at the hospital door,
"Ob, he is coming baclsv' she cried.
Q "See, this is the last" said ii
nurse, and as she held it up 81
laughed. 1t was the man on one kn'
before girl-Jeanie in her outrageo'
nat, Dub UDcTC WIS III u lllblC ohCbCn, l
u in the right-hand corner, as If it wi
G yet in the distance, the same lit
e village with the pine forests aroun
IS the two figures, the man and Jeani
o walking arm in arm up the villa!
IT street
It The nurse held her sides for laug
ing
y ''Its the funniest thing ever saw
r my lifc!" she said
IL Jeanie gathered her papers togeth
le with some dignity.
IS II don't cali it funny" she said.
u Il think it was just the incest THU
n that ever was done to girl"
"a my loofc!" said voice at her sid
ID and there was the man. Jeanie gave
"a little cry.
l. "My loofe!" said the man again;
g is my first Engleesh to you, and itw
n be my last My loofel''
And Jeanne, with all.the dreams Of b
W girlhood back upon her, put her arr
- around his neck, and sobbing, sai