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

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the hrst opportunity Il did everything I
could 10 detain her, and made an sorts
OF eNcuses-Said the horses had cast their
I shoes, and l hardly know what All was
OF no use she would go. She caugnt the
/ o'clock train 10 Liverpool
The exclamation that burst from Har-
I rys lips was more fOrcible than polite.
he pulled out his watch. The train had
been gone two hours. Rushing upstairs.
ne hurriedly packed portmanteau. and
consulted a timetable. Another express
car for the north at o'clock. our disap-
pointed lover was passenger.
he got on board the liner in which
I Cous Molly had taken a passage Just
a. tae noat was leaving ner mOOrings-
lnen, having secured a cahin, he lay
down ana went 10 sleep, like a sensible
fellow, confident that unless the girl in
sisted on leaving the vessel al Queens
I town. the greater part of the next eight
I or ten days would be passed in his sOci-
/ els- Inc thought was very soothing. ana
When Cousin Molly appeared on deck
7 the next morning. our energetic lover
confronted her Naturally she looked
This is an unexpected meeting" she
Not on my part" Harry boldly re-
| turned. I came expecting to meet you "
Indeed! Then presume you have some
message for meT The girls tone was
Yes. from myself You must pardon
I me for daring 10 follow you but / could
not let you go without telling you that
] Cousin Molly looked the bold lover
/ straight in the eyes
Mr.. Willoughby, you don't know any
/ thing about me-" she said
| II know that I love you"
You don't know who was my mother?"
! u love you"
"Or my father?"
| 4 love YOU"
! The girl sighed. You force me to tell
/ you a shameful story" she said, more
/ kindly. My mother was the wife of the
! an "a don a
| YOU
! Her words had a staggering effect. IIar-
] ~ stood n silence-While The red blood
/ coursed through the girls veins, and dyed
| her cheeks scarlet
Il never heard that Mr. wiuoughby had
| a wife he said, at length.
/ mo. The knowledge has been care
l fully kept from both Molly and you.
| Will not speak harshly of my mother.
| She is dead. She left the best of hus-
| bands for the sake of a criminal wretch
4 unht to live That man is my father. on.
! my mother repented bitJerly-bitterly.
| She had cause. My father is a convict"
| joinder
| Cousin Molly had spoken with averted
| face She turned her head now, AID Har-
| ry saw that her eyes were fun of tears.
! ''Mr. Wuloughby, I believe THAI you
| love me-" she said; but / have SONS
/ thing more 10 tell you-something that
| concerns yourself. This, also, Mr.. Mel
| Vile has chosen to keep from you. II I
| were to become your wife, you would
! lose the Mere Hall property. 1t was left
! 70 you conditionally. Unless you marry
! Molly Melville. everything. except two
| hundred pounds year, vii be hers and
] nCr mothers"
/ Harry laughed loudly.
! How did You learn that2'
/ Mr.. Melville told me a few days sgO."
Did the information cause the change
in your
wen, | viii see the papers. and if it is
/ as Mr.. Melville says, IN take the TWO
/ q
/ The girl smiled.
'If you are a fair specimen of Brit
/ isher, Mr. WIllOughhy, she said, 81 guess
/ your nation is very different to the Amer
/ lean. On our side of the Atlantic gentle
| men are not generally so unWise as 10
! throw away fortune for sentimental rea-
/ sons"
'Yes, the almighty dollar regns, 1 be
! lleve Miss Farnol, I've spent three years
more or less, in the bush, and / didn't
! dwell in luxury. l can make hundred
| a year do for me very well; the question
is-would you consider a hundred suifi-
| cent for you?'
u don't see your meaning
Il am asking you to share the two
'Oh! Then I win answer the question
| in New York. That viii give you time
to reconsider the offer"
CHAPTER III
When man is Wiling to give up every
| thing for the sake of phe woman ne loves,
| the least she can do is 10 marry MIN.
| Presumably Cousin Molly was Of that
opinion. for she married Harry WilIough-
| by ten days after the Allan Liner reached
! New York. on her wedding day she sur
| prised him once more.
'eMr Wiloughby settled an annuity on
| my mother she said, so thai she might
nevM want When mother died the law
| yerNnformed me that they were author
lied 10 pay it to me. IT'S two hundred a
year"
I'D rather have taken you with moth
A fortnight later the newly married
pair landed in England. They Travelled at
wife al an hotel and visited Mere Hall
alone. AIr. Melville was al home A lit
| tie Of his customary gloom disappeared
! when he sam the young fellow, but the
| brightness was very transient.
! I've come on business" said Harry,
! bluntly, not to stay. l want 10 see a
| copy CT the instrument that takes Mere
| ter
Michael Melville turned pale. His gaze
WHO told your" he faltered
That is not to the purpose. Haven't
you got a copy?''
| yes"
Then be good enough to show it to me"
The sad-faced gentleman temporized.
lean tell you what is in it," he said,
witt apparent effort IT'S a codicil to the
| will. The property goes to the next of
! kin, unless you marry Molly"
! Il want to see the document"
Melville tottered to cabinet Twice the
I DaHCn u hSyS Icll Win a CHATTER TO Inc
! floor. Harry watched him narrowly.
Eventually the drawer was opened
| Taking out paper, Melville gave 1t to the
young fellow with a shaking hand. Harry
| read 1t deliberately.
Yes" he said, 81 see this purports to
| be copy of the instrument of which you
! have spoken. Who drew up the original?''
"A firm OF solicitors in London"
The name, please?'
Melville hesitated.
"Have you forgotten?" Harry demanded
adding But never mind l suppose
| gan see the original at the proper place
/ Doctors Commons, isn't it?'
The solicitors are Messrs. Lumsb,n &
Corner, of the Temple" said Melville
with pale lips.
Thank you. I shall probably call on
| them. / see am left two hundred a year
IN going TO be economical, and make the
/ two hunderd do"
Melville covered his face with his hands
| "No-no!' he cried. vehemently Don't
! be rash. Think the matter over, for
| heavens saker'
/ Il don't understand you" said Harry
| coolly, This paper gives the Mere Hall
property to your wife and daughter, the
| neXt-of-Nin, unless / marry Molly. I'm
unable to do anything of the kind, and
you ought to be delighted. But you are
] not. How is il -