The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1896-05-31

thai he had been "A wanderer on her ac-
/ count; that he had visited the AntipOdes
because there was no land more distant
/ from her ana England.
How" she repeated, tritle peremp-
| torily.
| Harry wa S a poor hand al inventing ex-
/ cuses. The truth would come, despite
/ him.
/ -Well-you-you're not al all like the old
| Molly you've altered So"
| Not like the old Moly!' she inter
What do you mean? Ah-excuse me.
| them you're here"
| She crossed the lawn, opened a French
| window, and vanished, leaving the owner
| OF Mere Hall standing among the daisies
/ mucn as II he also had roots. The girl
| had scarcely disappeared when the sad
/ faced MT. Melville stepped through the
open easement.
1t is Harry!' he cried. to somebody
| within ~ room, coming forward 10 meet
the Wanderer with, for him, unusual en-
| ergy and cheerfulness. Welcome home.
/ my boy! l could hardly believe the good
/ news. II is so long since We heard from
/ YOU; Mrs. Melville and Molly Will be very
| CAD 10 see you"
| 4 hope Molly is glad" returned Harry.
/ with emphasis. shaking his oue-tlme guar
/ dams proffered hand heartily. What
| charming girl she has grown lntOH
| Mr.. Melville looked puzzled
| Il thought you had but just arrived,
| ner2 Oh, here she is"
| Harry Wlloughby stared vacantly at the
Whom dId you say this he began,
/ and paused
| The information was unnecessary. Har-
| ry had recognized her. Molly Melville had
| changed very little
/ i think Harry has mistaken Cousin
| Molly for YOU said Mr.. Melville
| Yes, he has" said the girl shyly prof
! fering her hand TO the young man, who,
| in his surprise, ignored 1t.
| Cousin who2' he cried
| Cousin MOlly-Mary Farnol," was the
reply.
I'm afraid you haven't received any Of
| my recent letters sand Mr.. Melville, as
( he led the way into the house.
| Very possibly Harry CURLY rejOinei.
| I've travelled about great deal It's
| rather pity I'm not travelling now"
CHAPTER II.
! Had Harry Willoughby received the let
| tiers to which Mr.. Melville referred. he
| would have learned that Miss Mary
| tarnOl, an American connection Oh Inc
| Melvilles, was staying at Mere Hall. The
| absurdity of the error into which ne had
! fallen was only too apparent when he
| saw the girls tOgeIner. molly Melville
| was as plain and diflident she had ever
| been. Cousin Molly was not plan, and
| difidence was foreign 10 her nature. COu-
! sin Molly's cheeks We're United with the
| glory Of the red rose. Her hair had a
| CLEAN of gold in the sunlight. Molly Mel
| Ville's-but comparisons are often OdiOus
| and they were especially so to Harry WI
! loughby, for a reason that viii appear.
/
| Somehow II generally does Harry sue
| cumbed, willingly enough, to the charms
| OF Cousin Molly. For about week his
| fervid attentions seemed to give her plea
| sure, and then she frOze. Worse, she
| spoke of returning to America without
delay. Harry at once discovered that the
| gulf which separates eNultation from de-
SPAR is a mere imaginary line IN the
| midst of his dependency, Mr.. Melville
| craved an interview. Never had that gen
tleman looked SO woe-begone.
| observed attentions MISS
| Farnol," he began, nerYOusiy playing with
| his watch-chain, ''and I'm deeply grleved.
You cannot marry her"
| why not?'
In the first place, because she will not
| accept you. In the second"
But Harry did not stay to hear the sec
| ond reason. He left the room, banging
the door behind him. Mr.. Melville's firss
| reason was conclusive, and in the light
| of the girls demeanor Harry felt its truth.
/ The sad-faced gentleman smiled He
| seldom permitted himself the recrea ton
Then he sought and found Cousin Molly.
| My dear, he said, in his most sorrow
| full tones, Il think it will be best if you
| hasten your departure. l hope you won't
| think me unkind. l should, indeed, he
| deeply grieved-"
| mot all at" was the quick reply. 81
| am grateful for this pleasant visit l am
| very, very sorry. / wish I'd known that
Mr.. Willoughbys fortune depended upon
| such an event. For his sake and Mollys
| 1 will go at once-to-day."
| Miss Farnol went to her room to pack
her trunks she had barely commenced
| when Molly Melville entered the chamber
demanded.
preparing to go home" was the reply.
Il guess I've made enough mischief here
The mischief was done before you
came
Molly Melville sat herself down on her
| cousin Saratoga.
Uncle Wflloughby on his death-bed ex-
| pressed a wish to my father that Harry
| | should n a 90
| she said.
HE did more" rejoined Cousin Molly.
| ''What2'
I've promised not to tell. and I guess
well, whatever he did it's ridiculous.
| and it has caused a good deal of trouble
| Look al me. 1 haven't a word to say for
| myself generally, and my face is like a
| biscuit bag. As for my figure, I could
make g mop look better. l am just ugly.
Is 1t likely, then, that Harry could ever
| care for me?'
IF it is greatly to Mr. Willoughbys ad-
| vantage 10 lead you to the altar and
equally advantageous to you to permit
| him to do so, the chances are in favor of
| your going. Not that it will be as ad-
vantageous TO you as to him, except in
| one respect"
Il don't understand" said the plain
Then I can't be more explicit I've
| given my word
1T doesn't matter at all. 1t won't al
ter things Harry IS in love with you"
1 not deny the truth of the statement.
! Il do know?' replied the plain girl
adding after a pause, And so do YOU
and that's why you are going. But 1
| shall prevent it.
Having emphasized her determination
| by a stamp of her foot, Molly left her
| cousins room in search of the despOnding
! lover. She found him in the library, near
] the window, with his hands thrust deep
| in his pOckets-a picture of gloom, and
| not in the best of tempers.
''Well-what it is?'' he snapped.
| cousin Molly IS going"
| 1--WE heard her say So"
| shes going to-day"
THE devil she is! It's your fathers
Yes. He has told her of Uncle VIII
| loughby's wish
Il suppose so, confound him."
| "Uncle Willoughby never took my
| wishes into account"
| Harry faced about. While talking he
had been gazing across the park. The
| young fellow was not very gentemanly
in his i'll humor. What do you mean?'
| he asked.
Mollie blused deeply Il mean" she re-
! piled. that you are the last man I wouli
| dream of marrying
Harry promptly threw an arm around
| her molly, you're a bricki" he cried