The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1894-02-18

until year ago But my health broke
down and had to give it up"
"Would you mind very much going back
to it for time-a week or so7"
"Ahl Youwould like me to-"
Unjust havea nurse, and would rather
have some one | know"
His hand went out in the vague way pc
culiar to the blind. Marion met it, and
and held it moment in her own.
II will come" she said quietly.
Marion rose to go.
"And when-when it is all over, you
won't require me any MORE" she said,
with laugh that only just escaped being
sigh.
Say, rather, when it is all over l shall
be able to see you" said Darlington.
You remember, though we have grown
to know one another so well, have never
seen you"
There was small pier glass over the
mantelpiece, and Marion was face to face
with her own reflection. She had known
all her life that she was plain. But now,
in the light of a new hope that had
dawned in the past month, she APP
peared palmer and more commonplace
than ever.
If he never saw me, perhaps -"
The thought had forced itself more than
once into her mind, but she had beaten it
back and prayed that Lewis Darlington
Marion went her way home, and climbed
up three flights of stairs TO her room. IL
looked dark and cold-almost as cold as
the streets outside, where the sleet was
falling She lit the gas stove and made
herself cup of tea. Then she looked out
the nurses clothes which she used TO
wear. The aprons wanted q stitch here
and there. This occupied her for some
time. BY s o'clock all was finished. The
sleet was still beating against the win
dow. Even if she had anywhere to go,
she COULD not have gone. But it was
having nowhere to go that made her feel
so lonely. There was nothing to do but
sit still and think. Marion was generally
too busy for this but TONIGHT she could
loveless life she led And then she fell
to wandering what that other one was
! like. OF course she was pretty There
was a photograph of girl upon Caring
toms mantlepiece, with Mora Thurs
| tom scrawled across the foot. Doubtless
| that was she.
"Oh, if might be just a little beautiful
| just for a little whiler' she sighed to her
| self Then rejecting that the wish was
| absurd. she had her superb couple of
biscuits and glass of milk-and went TO
| bed.
There are two kinds of womeu-those
who offer sacrifice and those who demand
/ IL. nc ldbbcE uuSb nave SOmCluluR 10
| lean upon; the former must have some
one to support somebody to feed, or
! fondle or convert. Ii may be a husband,
! il may be a curate or a cat or cannibal
/ Now Marion Norman was one of those
| women who long vaguely for some one for
whose sake they shall have right to sac
rifce themselves.
A fortnight had passed, and the opera
! ton was over For some days Lewis Car
rington had lain upon his sofa in a dark
| ened room with bandage a ross his eyes
and terrible dread at his heart. He
was waiting for the removal of the band
age to know whether he was 10 see or be
! blind for the rest of his life. Marion had
| been with him all the time, waiting upon
him and reading to him. She had not been
| so happy for years. For Lewis CARING
ton depended entirely upon her. Every
! day she had been downstairs TO answer
| the inquiries of fair-haired girl. 10 was
| the girl whose photograph stood upon the
mantelpiece. Every day she had been
able TO tell her that Lewis was eoing on
4 well, and that there was every hope thar
| be would see as soon as hls eyes were
strong enough TO bear the light
J The evening before the day on which
the question was 10 be decided, Caring
ton was restless and nervous Marion
/ read aloud 10 him to keep his thoughts