The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1897-03-21

and her gown! All that was where she did
not play fair; for ii was the sadness itself.
1t was composed of grey crepe-de-chene,
of thirty soft duh greys blending one into
the other from that shade that is almost
white to that other shade which is of the
tint of a dark hurrying angry cloud The
graceful scarves and draperies chung to
her as If they were sentient things and
loved her; and the lightness darkened from
the train upwaCd and upward till the SOM
breness of the silky fabric matched the
black pearl that clasped it on her shoulder
little satin shoes, long gloves, large
feather fan, all grey In her bosom she
had thrust a bunch of tuberoses. The
whole arrangement was perfect.
But" said the women, IF she were
gigger or sniggerer it would look moth
ing"
She felt inclined neither to giggle nor to
Singer,
A great painter, one of the lions of the
evening asked her to sit for him as "A
Twilight Harmony" the other lion, ia
nous poet, begged to dedicate sonnet TO
her which he would entltle "A symphony
of Regrets one man told her she made
him think of lost hopes; another, of past
dreams; third. of joys that have fled
and so on, and so on
1t was rather late when the house
party from the Griffin's place arrived.
Much surprised, Mrs. Lennox saw the An
struthers amongst them. She fled into the
conservatory, but Lady Mildred followed
her with Anstruther in her wake.
What luck, dear to find you in these
partsr' gushed Mildred. Were leaving
for Paris soon."
Then she decamped with her partner for
the next dance, and left these two alone.
Surely he will not stay" thought Min
ME.
But he did stay, standing there before
her, looking at her. His eyes We're not cold
then, they were ardent enough, and were
no niggards with their admiration, and
they were not shifting; they fastened on
her as IL they could never tire of feasting
on her delicate beauty. Fascinated by his
gaze, she fell back powcrless and painting.
Surely he would not speak to her
Suddenly he pulled a tube rose from
basket and put il in his button-hole, and
made a step towards her In an instant
her Indignation was aflame-it was her
only counsellor How dare he approach
her! How dare he give even so trivial
hint that there was A link of any sort be-
tween them! With trembling fingers she
tore the flowers from her breast and cast
them from her.
For a moment he stood irresolute, then
he stepped back, turned his eyes from her
drew the flower from his coat and also
threw 1t away-and he left her.
AS Vernon Hill was bidding her good
night at the foot of the old staircase, he
said: 81 know; you look tonight like
Sweet Solitude so subdued, and gray,
and softened. and"
That's the best name for me-" she sigh
| ed; for l am alone"
why should you be alone he whisper
ed. why won't you let me
"Hushl fIush!''
But he caught her hand. ''I will speak"
mo, mo-"
why not?"
| s.f, o-.,,ro 1,o,,,,eo iil1a 1-o,, CO vo,,ct,
Vernon, that l don't want to hurt or pain
| YOU You must always think of me as
Sweet Solitude Goodnight, Mr.. Hill"
As she passed up the stairs he felt a
! pang of anguish such as he had never i'm
agined himself capable of feeling, for, as
| she disappeared, she seemed to hoat away
| from him forever
The day after the Grifins' party drove
over to lunch. Mr. Anstruther held him
self aloof from Mrs. Lennox, and she slip
ped away after lunch and did not reap
pear till they were all settled on the drag
ready to depart She stood on the ter
/ race aud watched the departure.
The four horses wheeled gracefully and
curved into the center drive. Suddenly
one of the leaders shied--in a second there
was a general tumult, and the four horses
dashed among the old oak trees.
over went the drag, its fall broken by
! a sturdy branch The footmen were at
scrambled to their feet, scarcely touched
| No not every body-there was one mo-
! tonless figure on the grass; 1t was Camp
/ den B. Anstruther.
They carried him into Cawdor Castle
| again; the doctor came, and said he was
not TO be moved on any consideration
| that he might lie like that for hours-that
| a nurse was to be sent for
The Malcoms took it very nicely. There
was nothing more to be done for the time,
| so the Grifins party went off again, of
course leaving Lady Mildred with her
! husband
| Lady Mldreds nerves were decidedly up
set: she had never been strong, and the
! turlbling off a drag of itself is not a
| thing calculated to make a weakly person
| robust. She chung about her friend Min
/ ME Lennox, but did not seem to have
much to say about the man lying IN the
| darkened room upstairs, and of whom she
spoke as Mr.. Anstruther.
Minnie LennoX was In state of great
! indecision she would have liked to fly
| from Cawdor Castle, and yet she deter
mined that if this man was going to die
she would be there to see that he was dead
this time. And so she stayed.
! After two days Mr.. Anstruther became
! conscious and asked for Lady Mildred.
| Lady Mildred hadn't been in the room ten
minutes before she came rushing into the
| boudor.
'Wll you, Minnie 90 me great Ia
vor?" she said, will you come to see
| him."
Mrs. Lennox jumped up with a scared
| look
Hes so strange, and yet his brain seems
| all right" went on Mildred. Directly he
saw me he said, I want TO see Minnie
| and he kept on saying II. And he said:
/ Go and fetch her So at last l said,
You don't mean Mrs. Lennox? I mean
! Minnie he shrieked. The nurse begged
/ me to ask you 20 come but / told her
| he scarcely knew you, that he couldn't
mean you. But she said he must have
mixed you up with some other Minnie he
| had known-the name had done it; that
| you might pacify him; he mustn't get eX-
! cited Then he yelled at me not to jab-
| Der It's dsgraceful! Nobody's ever spo-
/ ken TO me like that beforer' Tears Of in
/ dignution tricked down her palld cheeks.
/ do come, Minnie, do; just to see II you
can do any good. We shall have him
howine the place down."
Mrs. Lonuox sank into her chair again.
| Her face was blanched; and that dreadful
/ line looked like dent Ia her forehead.
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