The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1896-03-29

behind the western hills, flooding the earth
with rays OF golden color, touch
ed here and there with taw-
ny bronze, when they fingered on
some faded leaves or heclCed the red clay
hanks beside the woodland road.
The trees, just budding into springs eN-
pectancy, stood silent, drinking in the air
and gIistening as if each bud and leaf
and stem had been dipped in a bath or
molten gold Overhead the clouds were
gathered in a faint half-hearted way, as
if they felt they were no longer wanted,
their feecy masses tinged in many coiors,
Ike a great rainbow melted and dissolved
into the air. AS the sun sank lower, the
trees lost their brightness and began TO
whisper softly. as if bidding goodnight
TO each other; the sunlight faded, too,
from the messy ground and the ROADSIDE
bank no longer shone in golden splendor
The air grew chilly, as II it dreaded the
approach Of night, and the dew fell silent
Is, ike Natures tears at parting with
the day. But over head the clouds still
shone in varied colors: somber-shaGed and
quiet in the east. where the horizon lay
robed in a Ieaden slumber canopy, but
gaining brightness toward the western
sky, where the full glory of the day still
Ereenish blues neclxed here and there with
many gorgeous slashes OF brightness. as
If Phoebus had neglected to close the
doors Of day behind him as he fed
An artist might have tried TO sketch that
sky, but he would have given IL up as
hopeless task very soon and. II he was
true artist, he would have followed the
example Of the sunset rays, and turned his
attentions to a pretty ", scene enc h upon
themselves had seen il long be-
fore and now that they were no
longer able TO enjoy 1t the Twilight was
i was not much 10 see either, only two
slender figures sauntering along the road.
one, handsome clIrty-hs-sred I'D or some
fifteen summers; the other was young
girl, but in the growing dusk 10 was hard
10 say more about her. She might have
been pretty, had there been daylight
enough for one 10 peer into the deep poke
bonnet upon her shapely head. She walk
ed slowly, not like one weary, but as II
she was iuteutly thinking TO regard her
steps, and between her and her compan-.
son had fallen the silence that comes when
thoughts no longer require the tnterpre-
me dying rays from the western sky,
when PhOebus was now Fastening to close
the neglected gates, struck fun upon the
pair as they emerged from the shadow
onto an open stretch OF level road, and
lingering for a moment as If in surprise,
revealed the traces Of tears on the young
boys face, whose lips were quivering ike
and fight back his sorrow. On the maiden
1igure the light shone longer; and 1t was
ant place to rest. The slender form was
gracefully fashioned, but slightly, as If
Nature had made up her mind to do a
good job, but was going to take her time
But the Twilight being Jealous of the
eunbeams, who had so many more chances
world, made frantic effort at last, and
finally caught sight of the face under
the bonnet, and Ii pleased her so much
that she almost forgot that II was time
Tor her TO go. BLESS me-" she thought,
Il must have seen you before some
wherer' But before she could take a sec
ond peep, the curtain began to fall over
the western sky, and she had 10 run for
II. And yet IL was not much Of a face.
As faces go nowadays II was very plain;
almost ehilo's face. in fact, with that
curious look OF wistfuI inquiry some chill
dren have. But the brow was too high
Tor beauty; the mouth too large. The
nose was good, to be sure, but noses
do not amount to much In the world, and
the chin was passable a trife too broad.
perhaps, and set too squarely to be beau
tiful; but the cheeks were pretty, unde
ntably pretty, with the exquisite she'll
like color that makes the doctors shake
their heads, and old women talk dismally
about consumption. And then, her eyes
they must go undescribed, because, you
see, being only a young girls eyes, they
could not be worth describing, as young
girls eyes are neither one thing nor the
hood nor of grown maturity. They are
changing eyes. Their shadows hold the
scenes Of infancy, and of their coming
lives. They are not certain. They see so
much, they do not really know how much,
and each new vision leaves it's impression
in the dainty orb. No; we cannot de-
they were big and brown, and held in
each tiny ball spark of fire, you know
all the Twilight knew, when it peered be-
meath the Shaker bonnet.
rs he edged a little nearer TO his COM
panion, that you will never marry me?''
mo, Rob; i don't mean that, answered
the girl. II mean, will never marry any
one until he brings me the most beautiful
thing in the world. won't promise TO mar
~ you, because you won't promise to get
''Weii. but Nellie, how ever am to find
the most beautiful. thing in the world
What is it. anyway? 1 don't know where
Wei, if you'd been knight in France,
Ike those I've been reading about, you'd
know. They always did something like that
for their lady loves, always, and If you
won't do 1t for me, l won't marry you. So,
therer
II think you might tell me what you
want" answered the boy. surlily, how
can tell what to get you unless know
There was minutes silence as the two
walked on; they were nearly home now,
and the lights from the village began to
flicker through the dusk. UnconSciously
they had drifted apart again, and were
girl was carrying d baskea of wild flowers,
and as the silence continued, she seemed
to remember that her arm was tired with
the weight and she shifted it quickly into
the other hand, then glancing at her COM
panion, she brushed away two big tears
upon her cheeks as she said:
Rob-" the word was spoken softly, and
involutarily the two came a little nearer
together. ''Rob, when you see the most
beautiful thing in the world, you will know
it at once. I'm sure you will; the knights
always did. When they came TO what
they were after they always recognized
it, and Rob" the two were very near
row, and ROb's face had lost its veXed
expression. When you are looking for it,,
remember that l will be looking for it. too,
and il / find it first, 1 Will take it and give
it TO you and you shall give
Il back to me again. and then, Rob, you
and / will go and get married and live
happy ever afterwards. Is il a bargain?'
Yes, Nellie; but you know you won {
find il; girls are no good at that sort
of thing But ] viii find it. 1 win be q
great traveller, a sailor. and hunt all over
the world. and I know | wiz find it some
where and when ! DO Nellie, I viii come
straight home with it. and then YOU will
never say again that l amt a trle knight,
will YOU. Neifie3R