The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1896-07-12

- column OF the morning paper specla--s
---.5 10 so-called fashionable intelli-
IT. ngard. Arthur Lingardi yes, I've
Sim. a very good fellow And Ire
-.--.on; don't you know a Miss IreVah-
rt1 Bessie?'
v-z Murray glanced up from her tea
..y-,at do YOU say, Walter? Trevannion;
.. have met a girl of the name al my
-.-.-s. A pretty girl and I think heard
80. was going 10 be married. IS that what
,..l are talking about?'
.>-7,' her husband replied. ITS the
,..ra- way-broken of. I wonder why
.,k-a,t AZ old gossip you are" said Mrs.
zra~-sv. NO good reason at all, daresay'
ps-ule are so capricious now-a-days-
.s-su they don't often announce mar
-4re Tin it's pretty certain 10 come on
Ttz sort of thing" tapping the paper as
HI. -roke. isn't exactly pleasant.
every much the reverse" agreed Mrs.
Murray. and then they thought no more
about 10.
.r wonder why" said good many peo-
oil. that morning when they caught sight
n -ls announcement. For the two princi-
raf- il concerned-Arthur Lingard, espe-
ltsuv-nad a large circle Of friends and &C
..sfntances, and their engagement had
been -he subject of much and hearty con-
lr,-llaton. 1t seemed so natural and mt
,ra- that these two should marry. Both
,o5us. amiable, good-looking, and suf-
f4e-.lv well off. Even the most cynical
corrI discern no cloud in the bright sky
of tasir future. no crook in the lot before
them.
And now
~ marvel that Capt. Murray's soliloquy
was repeated by many.
BIir who would have guessed that in one
heart i was ever ringing with maddening
anguish?
II wonder why-oh, wonder why, he
has done it, Oh, if he would but tell me, 1t
could not surely seem quite so unendura-
And Daisy Trevannion pressed her ach-
irg head and her poor swollen eyes on TO
her mothers loving bosom in sort of
MAMMA mamma" she cried, help
me. I cannot be angry with him. l wish
could He was so gentle, so sweet-and
he Is so heartbrOken. L can see by MS
letter. on. mamma, what can 1t be?'
Rgt 10 this, even the devoted mother,
who would gladly have given her own
lie TO save her child this misery, could
This was what had happened.
They had been engaged above three
months. the wedding day was approx
mately fixed, when one morning the blow
4 letter TO Daisy's father, enclosing one
TO hersef-a letter which made Mr.. IRE
vanuiOn draw his brows together. in in
sJiuctive Indignation, ana then as the nrst
impulse cooled little, caused him TO turn
90 his daughter with movement or r.
ritauon underneath which, hope had,
nevertheless, found time TO reassert IL
self
"Daisy." he exclaimed, sharply, what
IS the meaning of all this nonsense:
Have you been quarrelling with Lingard?
You're a bit of a spOilt child, know, my
dear, but ! don't like playing with edged
Iools-a man ike Arthur won't stand be-
ing trfed with. DO you hear, Daisy
eh. what?"
For the girl had scarcely caught the
sense Of his words. so absorbed was she
IN those of the short, all too short, but
terrible letter she had just read-the let
Ter addressed to herself. which began
Daisy my Daisy, for the last time
and ended abruptly with the simple sig
nature, Arthur Lingard."
She gazed up at her father-her white
face all drawn, and as 1t were, withered
with that minutes agOny-her eyes dulled
and yet wild. Never was there such
metamorphosis from the happy, laughing
eirl who mad hurried in with some pretty
excuse for her unpunctuality.
Daisy, my child, Daisy" her father
repeated, repenting already of his hasty
remarks, don't take it so seriously. Mar
saret to his wife, speak to her"
And Mrs. Trevannion, pale almost
as her daughter, drew the sheet of note
paper from the girls unresisting hands,
Vile her husband held out to her his
own letter.
Some complete mistake" she said.
some misplaced quixotry. Daisy, my
own darling, do not take it so seriously.
our father will see him-you will, will
you not, Hugh?' detecting the proud hes
hatlon In her husbands face. "It is not
as if we did not know him we'll, and all
ABOUT him. Your father will find out and
make II all right"
Mr. Trevannion did not contradict her,
Udl murmured some consolatory words,
ana then the mother led Daisy away. and
2 certain extent the girl allowed her
telI 70 be treasured.
! viii consult Keir if necessary" said
s-7 iatner when out of hearing of his
daughter. He is the natural person,
r'SA as our own connection and of him
out hrst 1 will see Arthur alone. The
7"sf mixed up in such a case the bet
Mrs Trevannion agreed. She was con-
..-.llonally sangulne, but painful idea
G Ne. ner as her husband spoke.
Hush' she said, hesitatingiy, you
~" thnk-it surely is not possible that
.sT7,, ldt Arthurs brain is affected"
Hls pTain-tut, nonsense! What a wo-
r.f a,i iae Al, replied Mr. Trevannion, IT.
i-shls on every side, from the very high
4larters, too, on that article of his
'15a sn5 CIapicorn Islands. Brain affected,
ana 10 a whisper of 'I was thinking of
155,Nork, which followed him apologet-
SS a, ne vouched no reply.
-.le intensely trying days passed. Mr.
CO a.an-ons interview with his recall
NJ" III Son-in-law-to-be, proved a com
failure. Nothing, absolutely moth
III va, "as 10 be got out of the fellow"
~ o1 ms wife in mingled anger and
-. ,5.edness for the poor man was a de-
rgsg1 her. Arthur was gentleness itself
ba'eeIui' deferential even, to the man
fa,+ PECULIARLY disagreeable position he
a. b ,o. me Xpressibly. But he was as firm,
h. I ro IN his decision that all shouId
~, '..s5 oe over between Miss Trevan
s ,55. aiu himself, as if his own heart had
Ii nv turned to iron, as if he possess-
7b= TN leenngs at all. He grew white to
h. -pS ~ with terrible dea Unlike white
oriz, men he named her; he said with a
svs loerate emphasis, more imnres-
tor lar than any passionate derIara-
waltla Ltal never, never while he lived
b. bsd ne forgive himself for the tro,,bIe
hs.bad brought into her young life, but
wss at vas poWerless to do Otherwise he
10 r1ausoIutelf without a voice As ~
s-.,-soh Tor the breaking on Of the en-
e1tir.4il to be given to the world he Lea
he yo.5 IN the Trevannions' own bs. 90.