The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1897-11-07

had given himself up to the cultivation
of tulips?"
And what of that?"
what of that? Wei, also have given
myself UP to it. If cannot gain an APP
prOach to him by that means, I shall cen
have to go to my grave without ever see
ing him."
Beyond a doubt you are an adroit lit
tie plotter, Polly Blu. think you should
have left Mrs. Wellington to carry out this
business for you as well as the other.
Why. she won over my father in less than
half an hour.
well, we have arranged-Peggy and
that If l fail, she is to have a chance
She came down with me here, and awaits
me at the Royal George inn. Oh, twill
surely be strange If between us we do not
win over your uncle. Now, why Is he not
down, so that 1 can begin my scheme?
IT'S quite provoking that, when scheme
has been adroitly planned, the person
against whom 1t Is designed holds aloof.
It's not fair, protest"
He will be here soon enough, madam.
All, yes, l hear his voice on the lobby at
the head of the staircase"
'Oh. lud! His voice. did you say? Oh,
why did l ever leave London? Goodbye,
Robert; I'll take the chaise back"
She had run to the window.
you might do worse" he said, "At
any rate, If 1 can't win over my uncle,
I'll Join YOU at the Royal George"
You! The idea of you Winning him
overr' she cried. ''Oh, I'll not go back to
the chaise until have seen him. I'm not
afraid. He's only"
Hes outside the door" said Robert
She went out by the window and ran
round the corner of the house. He had
scarcely closed the window before Sir Jas
per entered the room.
ffWell- sir - he cried. HWhnt brings Won
down here from the midst of your routs
and your drums and your faro tables?"
II trust, sir" said Robert, that 1 have
a sufficient sense of my duty to-"
Don't talk to me of your sense Of duty,
you young rascal" cried Sir Jasper. you
have come down her to try and obtain my
consent to a match that would be idiotic
were IL not disgraceful. You fancy that
l will succumb to the wiles of your play
actress, as your father did"
NAY, sir, l only hope that you will
listen to reason. You have always listen
ed to reason said Robert.
'L'n listen to reason when I've a chance
of hearing 1t. but I'll take my oath that
I'll not listen to fool of a lover in the
hope of hearing reason from him"
Enough. sir; I will not make the at
tempt to obtain your ear. own to being
a lover, sir, and I hope that shall never
be other than a lover"
marry
The sheer of the old man was very ma
lignant.
Upon that particular matter I have
made up my mind, sir" said Robert. You
have always been good enough to make
me an allowance; 1 will not ask you to
continue It, sir"
You need not. you rascal, if you marry
that Dlay-actress.
''She is not an actress, sir; she only APP
peared once in d stage piece, and she was
not success"
"she would not thank you for your ad-
vocacy. The worst of them would rather
be a success on the stage than respectfully
welded
II have no wish to talk more, sir. I
have no interest at home; but I can go to
India, where I know the name of my uncle
will act as my passport to success"
Go to India, sir; nay, there's a hotter
place still go there"
The young man bowed and left the room
For about five minutes the old man
stamped up and down the room. mutter-
ing, with the qualification of a few full
bodied oaths in Hlndustani.
IN never consent-never. I'm not a
weak-minded fool like my brother No,
thank heaven, I'm made of other stuff"
But when he seated himself in his chair
and his eyes fell naturally upon the por-
trait of a boy with fair hair blowing about
his face, as he sat on a messy stone by
the side of a brook, he ceased to mutter.
His thoughts went back to the days when
he had had that portrait painted-when
the boy who appeared in it had made the
old house delightfully."- noisy with his
romping. What a boy he had been!
And that was the boy whom he had Just
insulted--whom he had sent out to India
when he might have made him happy at
home by giving him the contents of one
of those iron boxes which lay in his cell
lar
He began to think If his nephew were
really to go TO India he would never see
the boy again, and under the influence of
this thought. he softened so greatly that
when, raising his eyes, he perceived the
figure of a very lovely girl engaged in
sketching by the aid of colored chalks a
flaming bed of his tulips he did not ring
the bell and tell Margetson to order the
impudent hussy out of the garden. He