The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1897-05-16

smiling, Mrs johnson. sends me away.
would rather stay where / am
He bowed stiffiy.
You must, of course. do as you please"
Nab laid her hand upon his arm, and
with sweet bewitching smile, looked up
into his face.
You are not angry, hope, with your
poor little dairy-maid?"
'Mab-angry-I?" He caught her hand.
Then dropping it suddenly, turned away
with sigh. Angry? No, but annoyed
that you should be in such position in
my service"
II might be in much worse, Sir Herbert.
Now that you know who | am, I feel the
place is too good for me. Your humble
dairymaid bids you good evening And
dropping low curtsAy she laughed mer-
rily and ran out of the room.
Several days elapsed before Nab saw
Sir Herbert again, and then their meeting
was but short, and few words passed be-
tween them.
'Lelgrade's eyes are better" he said,
''and l have been advised to take her 10
Brigton for a while"
THE sea air will do her good. She IS
looking white and i'll from being shut up
in the house for so long. She wants
change"
And you? I'm sure you require one
too"
Nab opened her eyes very wide. and
looked at him In surprise.
II? Indeed, 1 don't"
Il believe you are glad we are going
he said, almost fercely. You're hap
pier with these vulgar, stupid Johnsons
than"
pray don't abuse two worthy people,
she said; and wishing him good day, she
passed quickly into the dairy.
Ihere-l have made an ass OF myself,
cried SIR Herbert, pulling wildly at his
moustache. The girl will soon grow to
hate me-" And he swung himself out OF
the garden.
The next morning Sir Herbert and Lei
garde left by an early tram 1or Brighton,
and Nab went no more to the court. md
now that she was free to devote herself
to her work, the girl spared neither time
nor trouble
''She's the best workers ever been inside
these DOORS" Mrs. johnson declared, en-
phaticaliy. Her buffers frst-class"
But after the departure of her friends
for Brighton Nab felt dull and depressed.
She missed the bright companionship of
sweet degrade and the OCCASIONAL meet
ings with Sir Herbert. In their absence,
her life became dry and uninteresting.
The weather. too. had suddenly changed,
and all through the long September days
the rain fell incesantly. This drove John
son home a good deal, and the cottage
reeker with the odor of bad tobacco At
RAPIDLY more Objectionable His habits
became more unnecessarily pronounced. his
language more familiar and boisterously
iocose. To escape from him and his
smoke. Nah passed all her spare moments
in her little bedroom. But it was often
cold and damp there in the evenings, and
it was dreary work reading or sewing by
the light of one candle
THE winter will be awful here" she he
cided so. perhaps, l shall have to go
to the court after all. But I'm afraid. >"
She crimsoned over throat and brow He
oh. it would be terrible-and Lelgarde
might suspect"
month a bright sun greeted Nab as she
opened her eyes.
"Hail dear Phoebus! How gladly I
welcome YOU" she cried spring out of
bed. THE very sight of you makes me
| happy"
A. hraal,fas+ time q latter reached her.
| from. T.elearde anno,,ncins- her Immediate
ret1rn This was GOOD news for The dairy
maid. and fulI Of ioy. she ran in and out.
reveling in the sunshine. The place seem
ed transforn1eds 80 NoIhlng troubled her.
and she sang gatlyg as she stood at the
| open window of the dairy, her pink cot
| ton sleeves rolled up ito the elbow, show
ing pair of pretty, white, dinpled arms,
as she patted the butter and made it into
| tempting designs for the table at the
! Court.
I'm a fair-weather dairymaid, and no
mistake she said, interrupting her song
with laugh. Rain and cold curls me
| up and"
She started, and the hot blood rushed
suddenly into her face, then receded, leav-
| ing her paler than before.
| Good morning, Queen Nab! Queen of
| churn and cream! said CHEEKY voice and
Sir Herbert Anstruther folded his arms
| upon the window-sill and looked admiring-
ly at the neat-handed maiden.
'Oh! so you have come back? Is Lei
garde well?'
Yes, she Is very Wen. we got home
in time for lunch,
I'm so glad. Her eyes, shining with
happiness, looked stralSht INTO MS for an
instant. Then she turned quickly away,
| half-trightened at what she saw there.
dig you miss US, Mab?'
TERRIBLY Her coior deepened and she
| bent low over her work.
| Ihen the Johnsohs are not your dearest
friends?
Nab laughed merrily
Not always. They are dears, Of course
but sometimes "a little trying"