The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1895-01-13


share os DEER bonnet ali other symptoms.
that she's being driven hy proud. praue-
iu- morality THAT vail int .ltably land her
il l--t -l.tlau.'
james save Ssh o. -eHef.
"fl that ease. ms love- he remarked,
urb-n.ly. "the advice ut man would he
worse than useless. When 80 comes 30
these ethics OF che Inaccessible peak orr
deg. we can only recognise the insignln-
canoe " our place in nature and huuhiy
tlru aside. Aiar2. dear. give me the
Time be p.raaed-
''It ms conscience were sufficiently slip
shod as 20 allow you 20 faIl Into SIN. you'd
Dr. au absolutely selfish man, James.
You're really better than YOU think.
dear. You couldn't grasp "a word of the
Times with me simmeTlng here in mis-
cry"
shall we go out and stalk them then"
he asked. good nsturedly. They can't
have gone far"
NO. James you'd be sure 10 put your
foot In IT, You're nice creature for
everyday uses, I have never denied that,
but ia a crisis you're always "a little dis
appointing. Here dear, take the Times "
she sighed. and looked at him. You're
rather like one another. YOU ana the
Times. Your materials are OF the best.
but-you're solid
James grinned. and sat comfortably
back in his chair.
When she came down late 70 dinner
that evening, Mary gave her husbands
fat arm such pinch that II elected from
him a smothered grOan.
I've spoken TO ner," she whispered;
"she stumbled in a quite. providential way.
and l helped her she has an agreeable
voice"
Thank heaven" thought James. Civ
ing her q side glance; she has her nose
on the scent, now she'll eat her dinner"
She ate an excellent dinner, and was the
brightest woman in the salon that eve
ing. The japanese and his wife looked in
for minute or two. Mary was in the
midst of a group, and couldn't escape
from it, when she succeeded in doing so
they had disappeared.
Later on the man came back shyly. and
sat down by table of Illustrated papers,
which he nervously turned over.
May went TO speak to him he was singu-
larly gentle and well-bred. with none of
that rather skittish boastfulness that oc-
casionally strikes one In the men of ia
pan; he spoke excellent prim English,
and seemed pleased to speak of his coun-
try. which he alluded to with "A wistful
shvness. wherein was touch Of girlsh-
ness. and yet in the small yellow man
there was neither lack Of dignity. strength
or character. Mary admired immensely the
note of chiValrOus reticence APPARENT in
each mention Of his wife, but entirely on
account of il. by the end of the converse
ton, she naturally felt aggravated to
death.
James was asleep when she went up. she
shook him into semi-consciousness for the
purpose. IL seemed TO his confused intel
ligence,of scolding him severely for the
criminal elusiveness Of that wretched cou-
pie. MY own" he MURINE red. cant you
let them 80 to the devil? Ii YOU give way
to undue excitement you may get a sharp
nose. That would be disastrous
Mary would probably have had a really
bad night, but fortunately her maid
young man had written "A most preposter-
GUS letter of ungramatical reproach, for
some supposed philandering on the part Of
Susan, and minute instructions had to be
given with regard to the reply. Thus Mary
was enabled TO sleep the sleep of the just
The next morning as she was going to
her room Mary came upon the japanese
young man marching, head in air, down
the corridor, his mild brown eyes ruff
fed and angry, and his short legs and
tiny, well shod feet breathing out the
spirit of war.
As she was returning to go out on the
balcony Mrs. Chisholm caught the dis
tant sound of sobs from the brides room.
She could stand her feelings no longer; she
tapped at the door, and, after few min
utes she found herself inside it, She
never quite knew how this happened.
w mere was the uuuss however. IN a
woman's room, with that WOman's eyes
swollen with weeping. Mrs. James CHS
holm felt herself to be on her native
heath, and acted accordingly. In five
minutes the first phase of quite justfable
old-maidenly establishment at an insolent
intrusion was over, in five minutes more,
the lean woman in her puce dressing
gown was bathing her eyes, while Mary
stood by dropping eaude-cOloEne into
the water. In another five minutes they
had ordered tea, and We're sitting in two
arm chairs opposite each other. while
Mrs James was saying
"And now tell me-"
There's so little to tell" said the
other. YOU see 'all the time [ was
young We were poor, then three boys
came and made us poorer. every penny
went I'm their education. My father and
his father before him had been public
school boys; his boys should follow in
their footsteps. We pinched and cheese
paired all day long to make this possible
l don't think had ever quite meat enough
when 1 was young. | know my mother
never had, but then she had the consola-
ton of seeing her boys acquiring nne
manly ways, and good public school
form Perhaps l was selfish. indeed,
know | was. But these facts did not al
together compensate to me for the want
of the things l had to do without.
What things?" asked Mary, when the
pause had grown too long.
The little physical things first-dainty
food. and nice clothing-and." she added
smiling family the opportunity of let
ting others see my youth-my pretty
| youth" She dwelt softly on the words,
and the tears came up again into her
! eyes. IN all the years of my girlhood,
l never came into any real intimate con-
tact with any girl or any young men.
81 had one of those faces which change
and vary, one day pretty, the next plain
| On my pretty days" she said slowly. IT
/ used to go about fun of odd excitement
/ of an expectation that something must
| come to pass, to break up forever the
| sordid monotony of my days, to quench
I my dreadful thirst I don't think any
! happy, satisfied woman could ever quite
! grasp the breathless pain l used to suf-
| fer on those pretty days, as dusk fell
! and night came on, and nothing had hap
! pened, no one had come, no new swift life
/ had rushed in among the dull half-dead
/ hours. My face had undergone a hun
/ dred pretty changes, and no one had seen
/ or cared. As time went on" she con-
| tinued, in q low monotone, the pretty
/ days got fewer, the plain ones more fire.
| quent. my mother used often to say.
/ You look pale. child and l knew she