The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1895-09-01

I meet one another my Doy,' resumed
] MS uncle. heartily, after a moment's
] Eliminating silence. You'll like Ed
/ mund. know. Pm glad you happen 10
7 be with us"
/ rs SartOrys coming herey'
! The question came from Alan sudden
i ~. almost sharply, ard he lifted his head
/ from the book into which he was look
/ ing and faced Mr.. Forsyth with strange,
| almost Mortified expression in his eyes.
/ His uncle thought De looked odd and
answered wonderfully. Yes. He's COM
! ing down tomorrow 10 settle everything
/ It's a sudden business. as l said, and
/ his coming is as unexpected as the rest
! Of H. Brenda is delighted, Of course.
I Ihey haven't met for nine months"
Alan stood motionless a moment more,
/ and then the look. whatever it had meant,
! died out of his eyes and he turned away,
! 70 the bookshelves again as he said, rather
| constrainedly, 4 shall be very glad to
| meet him.
Brenda did not come into the garden
/ that morning and it so happened that
when dinner time came he cousin had had
/ no opportunity Of alluding TO what her
/ father had told him In the library. There
/ were people TO dinner. and when, at about
/ l0 O'Clock, they went away, Alan turned
/ 10 Brenda, as she stood in the front door
way, and said:
Let US 20 into the garden for few
]
/ to-day"
He was very pale. indeed he had been
/ all day even paler then usual;
/ but his face was very quiet
/ and firm, though his hold
/ over himself and over the situation in
! which he found himself was perfectly
reliable, and his voice was as steady as
/ the smile with which he spoke. Brenda
/ was pale. too, there was a tired look
! about her; the steadiness in his eyes was
/ reflected in those with which she looked
/ him in the face.
4 will come, with pleasure" she said
! quietly, moving from the .,p on which
she stood; and they sauntered side by side
/ away from the house. As though by com
! mon consent they chose path which kept
/ the house between them and that part of
/ the garden beyond which the shrubbery
! lay.
1t was a lovely moonlight night. and
! they moved on slowly and in silence for
few minutes. Then Alan Durant said
! gently, but without looking at the sweet,
/ grave face by his side:
Il have hardly seen you all day. Bren-
! da. l want to tell You how glad 1 am
to hear that you have had good news.
Sartorys is coming tomorrow, / hear"
Brenda had started slightly as he spoke,
as though her thoughts had been preoc-
| cupied.
yes" she said. quietly. He is COM
| ing tomorrow"
And the wedding is to be very soon?"
There was hardly percepuble pause.
! Brenda was very pale now, and she was
! looking steadily before her with her face
a little set.
YES" she answered. Next month"
Her voice was low and rather strange,
! but Alan Durant heard ia it only the
| tender shyness of womanhood, and he an
| swered-
Il am very glad, Brenda. You have had
long waiting. dear, and so has Sartorys.
He deserves his reward" he finished with
"A smile.
For an instant Brenda lifted her eyes
to his face, and IN them was Il look of
trouble and bewilderment, painful and pit
! iful to see. He was not looking at her,
however, and her lips parted suddenly
as though she was going to speak. Then
quite suddenly her eyes fell, and she
| turned her head quickly away, as a burn
| ing color flushed over her checks.
Tit has been a long time" she said,
| rather hurriedly. and then she turned the
| conversation - rather obviously. Alan
| thought with a smile at the reserve that
only struck him as very sweet and girl
sh-and kept up pleasant flow of talk
on any subject but her lover and her mar
rage, until at last there came a pause
a pause which heightened into a long sill
ence
n.
thought, not noticing IN what direction
they were going and when the path along
which they were now walking stopped
suddenly they stopped, too, with one &C
cord, and each came back abruptly 30
the present
They had come right round the house
| and were standing now in the garden at
the back. In the silver light OF the moon
everything around them lay hushed and
beautiful there was a sense of sleep,
of perfect peace and rest on every tree,
on every blade of grass, on every flow
er But right in front or them, whittier
and colder than ever in the moonlight
stood the yelled woman with lifted hand,
and over her was neither rest nor peace.
but an unutterable eloduence and ter
RI lie appeal. The lonsIy statue stood
out from all around it, and Brenda and
Alan stood motionless looking at it with
fascinated eyes in silence.
Suddenly, foating on the quiet night
air, there came the sound of a church
clock in the distance slowly striking the
hour-l1 As the first stroke fell Brenda
Forsyth heard a low hoarse gasp close
to her, and turned suddenly to her cousin.
Alan Durant was almost gray with an
ashy pallor. which was as the pallor of
death; his eyes We're strained and start
ing and he Gid not seem TO hear her low
| exclamation of dismay. Alan she
said ALAN. what is it,
She laid her hand ei.Jreatingly on his
as she spoke, turning her head fearfully
to look as he was looking in the direc-
ton of the statue. And as she touched
him. as though through some magnetic
influence arising from the contact, over
her face, too. the same dead wilderness
stole; she gasped, once-twlce, as though
for breath, and as the last stroke OF the
clock quivered away into silence she fell
forward without sound into her cousins
| arms.
(To be concluded.
DOG Is A REMARKABLE MIMIC.