The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1896-07-13

not olcr her any assistance i'm my r,ovrar
ell. as I said. She was CRYING storm
l-lt ana ] set about finding 1ut Rhs- Sho
.t.N "a most ll4oi- urliinE tale % paren-
~ cru Ivy II wasn't true. I've found
that out since She was only ls. bur She
could tcA an extraordinary good Fe AS
= matter TACT. she had found that a par
tculaF lame u hers was ro.nE 90 take
-AvtheI sirl Go some shindy But the
eomtortr her-she was such a mere chIld
honesty though. The De was innocent
enough They aren't taught 20 think "A
-alsrllocl any thing serious. She was Just
.ille shy and shrinking Ike a girl who
tuts her hands behind her and lowers her
.-9iirs ar the advances OF stranger. In
l&cJ that Is exactly what she did You
Siiuu-4 nave seen those lashcs, You'd
aaNe been as big fool as / was. and
~ stayed until the moon rose. and
lhAIe au appointment Tor another meet
iHs. ana eventually you'd have fallen as
badly IN love as l did.
We always met under this tree. II
was ON her fathers land. but quite out Of
s-sht OF the house She said that II he
We're TO ina us together he would rclouble
ms brutality; but I assured her that 81
We We're discovered We would run OF at
once and get married The child was in
one OF her acquleSccnt moods and low
cred her eyes and agreed OF course
could Only manage TO get away on Sat
SO t.--- mss OF EAaAldAH AAAlN is the AL
hlNersarN OF our meeting by the by; you
see cling 10 odd memories). but We made
the most OF our time. / never had been so
infatuated as l was with that Spanish
ch hi with her tawlry, bright frocks. her
shy ways, her gorgeous eyes, and her
broken English. She really was Spanish,
and not Mexican. / learned"
They an are" ! ventured.
Il know, but your sarcasm Is wasted: In
TINS case 10 was beyond question, and
there was American blood lu her veins
tOo-a little of 10.
i insisted upon running away with her
ana getting married ut sea, and, after no
end OF refusals, she finally consented. Oh.
| was far too smitten, too ensnared, to
nave 10 occur 10 me then how match OF
the sort would hamper my career, how an
ignorant country girl would prove thom
IN my flesh in the critical town clique:
what a social drag she would be upon me
/ knew the family would raise particular
Cain; but when man wants 90 marry IN
spite Of his family he is apt TO look upon
1t as a small stone to be kicked out Of
his path. and 1t takes him some time to
discover that his pebble IS a good sized
boulder.
"But we quarrelled."
A long pause. while Barry III another eli
gar from the old one and pulled 1t into
glowing. l kept silent. and after a while
he went on:
You may think most women are fiery.
but YOU should try a Spanard She got the
bA hel laNAltl "a harmless, SNElNfltu up OH
fellow-to take her into town behind one
of his trotters one day She wanted to buy
gown, which she told him was for some
KIND of bail out here but it was really
to get married in,I had brought her "A sam
pie OF the stun wanted her to get. other
wise she'd have appeared in pink and
green and white lace beyond a doubt. Her
taste was simply null
We'll, she saw me on the street with a
city girl. ! believe IL was Nora Clarke
you remember her? She was the merest
acquaintance, as you know. and treated
her as one does any woman one happens
to meet We passed cOnfectiOner $, and
l, naturally enough, asked her to have
done it if Ia known that Ysadora was
around, simply because / was aware that
she wouldn't take II as an American fan
Gee would have done. But she was around,
and she thought 1 was doing the deadly
devoted; so the next Saturday, when we
were to have run away. she met me with
reproaches and tears and deviltry gener-
ally. She wouldn't listen to reason. She
tore up the new gown, and refused ever 10
marry me or any other man, and she used
some strong but musical Spanish. / fancy
she was worse jealous than hurt, but L
well, / was completely done up. To say
that she looked more beautiful than ever
would be to put it weakly. When / saw
| her disappear for good over behind that
clump of eucalyptus | was on the verge OF
suicide. Pity stopped at the verge.
lAN IfllOW WHO mas bllltt DullL the
hotel bought this spot that saw our meet
ing and our parting when her old father
died a year or so later.
You came along Just as l was going
over old memories and wishings-I sup
pose / should not say it-wishing 1t were
six years ago and that / was still blindly
infatuated with my Spanish sweetheart
of 49,"
1 am not fond Of the modern unfinished
story. l want to see the heroine laid in
her grave DX a host OF Wopninu nd
children. and the hero following her con-
tentedly soon after. so l asked, but what
became of the girl?''
Nothing ever becomes in real life"
he answered.
Where is she now?" I persisted
In the ballroom, dancing the cotillion
with Thornton"
Then"
Yes. We made II up after her fathers
death and were married--on dry land
and have lived happily ever after" he
added. Struggling his shoulders and
throwing away his cigar