The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1897-01-17


lay dying. oh, she was a heartless CO.
quett6, not the angel of his dreams. He
would haste to recover, shake the dust of
this primeval country off his feet, never
"a see 1t again. And yet she was so beau
tiful, so queenly, with such tender eyes,
so softly bright so sweetly pure and proud.
He must see her once more.
The girl spoke sharply to the old man.
HE doesn't look natural, father. What
did you tell him."
Old Man chuckled. II wasn't goin' to
let on, Sal, as you'd taken a fancy to him,
so l lowed you'd gone to Cameron's barn;
and he just give pleased little groan and
went off like lamb"
The girl dropped on her knees by the
bedside with a despairing moan, for she
could see that a sudden change for the
worse had taken place in Clinton's condi-
ton, but Old Mamie had the pleasing
self-sufficiency and obtuseness of an os-
trich-went out on the verandah looking
as If he had come triumphantly through a
trying ordeal.
Sal buried her face in the bedcothes,
striving 10 restrain a sob as the lap-lap-
ping OF the water against the wooden piers
below sounded pleasantly In Clinton's ears,
and he once more swan family up to the
surface of life. A lamp burned dimly on
a table the other side of the room; the rest
of it was in shadow At the foot OF the
bed wandering ray of light caught Sails
wonderful hair. She was all in white
from head to foot and her cheeks were
white also. Constant watching had taken
away her beautiful color In the spare
rays of moonlight which shone down on
her touching her hair with tender kisses,
she looked the creature of another world.
SaTs sobs ceased. She was praying
80 God-Heavenly Father-look down upon
US Spare him. Give him back to me.
CO. md i'm oil
There's nothing else in the world for me-
Nothing, nothing, nothing. Thou know
est how I've watched over him--wearied
Heaven with prayers, Don't let him die.
We give ourselves to Thee, and walk in
Thy ways. 0 God, don't crush what Thou
hast made. Spare US to live in Thy sweet
world. All Thy creatures weep for us;
all the voices of the night cry aloud TO
Thee; all the waters of the world wall to
Thee for us, Thy miserable children. Spare
us, good Lord. Spare us, for the sake
Of"
A faint voice called to her, and she lifted
her sorrow-stricken head. Dearest"
It said weakly, as If coming from afar off.
Dearest, come nearer. IL cannot see
YOU
She crept nearer and moistened his lips.
Her heart was flied with great grief.
He spoke in faint whisper I'm going
soon. Only IL wanted to tell you 1 love
you, dear. II love you"
"Hushw she said, choking back her sobs.
81 have prayed TO God, and He will hear
my prayer You shall not die"
He wandered little. "Ah, yes, must
die. l must. There's no life left in me.
II can't remember. ! saw you, wor-
shipped you; and then, and then-the knife
| ana darkness. There's no life. No life"
His eyes closed, and he seemed to be
speaking to some one.
Love her. for-for my sake. You'll see
her. some day. The glory on her brow
the lovelight in her eyes, Love her.
Love hafNss--'i
For little space he was silent, and the
waters of death surged up around and
about him. His eyes opened again as II
he were slipping away from the world and
all he loved into unfathomable darkness
of the unknown. With wild terror in her
eyes the girl bent over him and pressed
her young lips to his, having to call back
his departing soul from the chill kingdom
of dreams and shadows, as IL the vigorous
tides of life within her veins could be
transferred to his. And his fieeting spirit
on the threshold of Eternal Life, paused,
poised itself for flight, then feared to pass
the sweet young lips which barred its part
ing, and remained.
He slept, and death, lowering on the
threshold, dared not untwine her fond pro-
and fed away.
Blow softly winds Of Heavenl Worship,
all We voices of the night Stars rain
down your golden smilesl And OH We
wistful tides, waiting to hear a soul upon
your breast unto the distant sea, linger no
more, but burdenless flow forward through
the night, for on the Intel loves own seal
is set, and death and sorrow may not en-
ter there
After his protracted dwelling on the
threshold of death, Clinton rapidly recov-
cred. Sal nursed, and petted, and bullled
him in a somewhat defiant manner, only
at times showing the strong feeling which
had dragged him back into the world.
"Dr. Jimpson's explanation of the matter
was very prosalc. You'd jest run down
like a clock" he said; land Sal she can't
let things alone-I never knowed a woman
yet what could-comes and gives you a
shove and sets you goin' again. / didn't
do nuthin' 'cept tell our undertaken to git
ahead Of the Caledonia Springs man,
feelin as he'd orter have first chance.
amt so sure, mind you, it's best for Sal
you have got well. Your heightened
Brithishers are jest a little oblverous
sometimes. Maybe your fathers a lord?'
"shoddy,' said Clinton briefly. I'm
pure, adulterated shoddy. When / get
well II you dare to make such an lmputa-
ton on my honor Ill-I'll choke you with
your own pill boxes. Miss Logan has
promised to be my wife"
Shake" said the doctor, cordially ex-
tending an elephantine paw. Shake
Yer pa may be shoddy, but you Amt. No
sir"
After the doctor had gone out, Clinton
lay still on his couch waiting for the moon
to rise. Sal was promenading the wharf
with her sire, in order to get a little fresh
air after nursing Clinton ali day. He felt
vaguely that he missed her; her absence
showed how his whole being was wrapped
up In her: the air did not seem so sweet
when she was away. When she was near
him his vitality increased; when she was
absent he felt weaker than ever. Then he
grew hungry and began to eat the delicious
Jelly at his elbow. Where the jelly came
from no one knew. Clinton had at one
time suspected key Marston OF present.
ing It, but that hardened old soaker pro-
tested with such pathetic scorn them
slops amt in my line. Mister" that elm
ton was again puzzled.
He put down the jelly spoon with an air
OF relief. dip into II hearty, stranger"
said q voice sheeplshly, and huge shock
head OF hair thrust itself into the room