The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1895-11-24

scissors for all his poisans and things."
Mr.. Jones was almost opposite the Pug
gleton Arms, when a brilliant idea struck
him. He stopped in the middle of the road
and grinned widely. This time, baby al
the doorway of neighhoriug cottage, he
/ said, excitedly, IN do it. It's the one
I give up dogs nose and have
/ his aquey toffey stun yet. It's a
I great risk. but he's right I'm dying by
/ hinehes here. BY hinches, If he ever
does find it out III have to give in, but
I nc never Will He never Will"
he turned round and went home again,
greatly 10 the disappointment of Perkins,
who was waiting for him with a crushing
argument in favor of a republican form of
I government and the painless doing away
I in lethal chamber Of hereditary peers,
\ When he reached home, he went INTO
/ Marcia 5 sweetly old-fashiOued parior
1 and said abruptly: I'm going TO Brigh-
I ton tomorrow TO stay till Monday"
u trust you will find the sea-air iavig-
Grating, papa" said Marcia. little cold
4 ". u viii prepare your Inca at once
i ''HinvigoratingH' said Mr.. Jones, with
/ roar of laughter "lIinvigoratng! /
/ beg your pardon, my dear; my aitches
+ viii fly about sometimes when I'm cX-
1t. No air like it, It's the breath of life
tulI OF the loveliest smells; the airs thick
I with EN-
Marcia regarded him sorrowfulIy as she
her back
There amt anyone else but Narrow
1 scissors you could take fancy to. IS
/ there, my dear?' he asked anxiously.
! - our mother picked me out of half-a-
dozen. None OF EN- were bit like me.
/ never seen anyone like me before"
/ Papa" said Miss Marcia, in shocked
tones, we are betrothed"
/ That amt being married." said Jones,
there's nothing binding in that. / was
betrothed q called it Keeping compa-
/ ny.O several times before | met \ our
hal ia ha lima
| tographs
Miss Marcia felt Disguised. II have
been accustomed to regard a betrothal as
sacred, she said. Don't you think. papa,
you could overcome your dislike to Dr.
Nareissus? ! shouldn't have a care in
the world II you two only liked each
No. can't like him" said Jones, dog
gedly. He's a murderer tallow-faced
poisoner, that's what he is"
Miss Marcia's beautiful checks paled
She almost turned from her father in hor-
ror. Papa, you say you love me. yet
you make me very unhappy. What would
you have done if any one had come be-
tween you and mamma
promptly.
Miss Marcia smiled "oughtnt Dr.
Narcissus, TOTO punch yours" she
asked and escaped from the room.
THAT amt what comes of going to a
| Quaker school," said Mr.. Jones, ruefully
"They VIII teach EN- to think, though
they won't teach EN- to fight or to swear
She had me there. Now for the seaside
Ho! no! no! The seasdeU'
Miss Marcia heard him roaring with
laughter as she stood in the solitude Of
her spotless chamber with it's snowy
hangings and dainty surroundings. Poor
papa" she said. IF the sea air makes
him laugh more than that, ne will break
She woke up at three in the morning.
aroused by her father who was chuchling
in his sleep about the sea lair. She began
to think his mind was affected, especi-
ally when he went up into the garnet
next morning before starting, and re-
turned with mysterious bundle in his
What is that for, papa?" asked Miss
WHAT" said Mr.. Jones. gaily as he
went down the gravel path "Oh, that's
to keep off the sea air my dear"
CHAPTER II.
| When Mr.. Jones returned from Brigh-
| ton without the mysterious bundle, he
looked as jolly as the sand-boy Of prov
erbal philosophy, although history is ST.
lent with regard to the special induce
ments which contributed to swell the alb
normal well-bcing of that much-quoted
individual. In the early part Of every
week he was far more amiable to Miss
Marcia, and tried in a thousand ways
to atone for his previous harshness. She
noticed, however, that when she intro
duced the subject of Brighton he inva-
riably turned the conversation to local
topics There was one thing in which
he remained terribly consistent; he would
not welcome DR.. Narcissus. on the con-
trary, he was more embittered against
him than ever, and carefully got out of
that worthy gentleman way. Three
months of solitary week ends at Brighton
made a different man of Mr.. Jones alto
gether He became rosily good-natured,
and conducted his political disputes with
more enemity. Miss Marcia hoped that
time would soften his heart, but the
spring came round again with dancing
daffodils and twitter of swallows be-
meath the caves. without Mr.. Jones show
n f-g
Marcia had suffered for so long that en-
durance was now part of her being, bua
as she listened night after night TO the
departing gig-Wheels OF DR.. NarciSSus,
through the darkness, her gentle heart
sweled with Indignation at her father
| tyranny. About Wednesday he became IT.
| ritable grew worse on Thursday land only
recovered tone when the time came for
him to pack up, on Friday night in read
mess for Saturday morning. whist her
father was away, Miss Marcia had the
pleasure of two visits from DR.. Narcis-
sus who always came to tea on Sat
urday evening, and escorted her to church
the next day. Sometimes, the doctor
would be called away before he had done
justice to his first pikelet. Miss Marcia
was always in hurry TO get tea over
| lest he should be interrupted in the mid
die of it. Saturday being PugSleton mar
ket day, generally resulted in tavern
brawls or drunken frolics wherein heads
were broken which hcd to be bound vi
and mended as speedily IS possible. Each
} heetng second possessed fearful joy
for Miss Marcia, and brought home &c
her the truth of the old couplet
Every moment dies man,
Every moment one is born"
If the whole evening passed without
interruption of any kind, she thanked
heaven on her knees. 1t was so much
sweeter to have DR.. Narcissus all to her
self without the risk of his being forceC
: to quarrel with her father. But when the
doctor was called away and she sat by
: the blazing fire Qhe evenings were chilly
stilD seeing his face in the flames, hel
: heart felt very sore BY the time he re-
turned to his own home the servants
would have gone to bed, and let the fire
out altogether. She wondered if they ever
thought of airing his things, and was
sure they never mended his Wristbands
for the edges We're frghtfully frayed AS
for buttons on his collar, he seemed never
to be aware that such things were worn
But so fine were the doctors serious
earnest features that she felt sure people
would never think of collars and cuffs
when they could look at his eyes. And Sc
she would sit by the fire dreaming OF
happy days to come until the flames grew
dim the crickets cheerful chrrup dice
away, and all the world was given ovel
| to darkness. Then she would hasten tc
place a candle in the window for the doc
tor to look at on his return, and go slowly
off to read her Bible before retiring &c
rest.