The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1897-03-07

everybody that his wife, In spite of Ter
humble lineage, was one of the finest,
truest little ladies In the land Was it
not noble of himg / am so glad chat
he proposed without having the least
inkling of our secret, for it proves he
loved Clare dearly for her own sake
Fancy, however, what followed When
they had settled matters satisfactorily
between them, he confided TO Glare that
although he was fortunate enough to
choose as he pleased, his cousin was not
similarly situated. Being a baronet, and
the head of an old and wealthy family,
we're he to yield to his inclinations, no
would not only lose caste by marrying
beneath him. but also break his moth
er's heart Therefore, Mr.. Treherne beg
ged as a favor that we should go from
the nelghborhood Gust as we had intend
ed DOING, for the object of Sir Arthur's
affections was-me. Did you ever hear of
such a wonderful romance? l myself can
hardly believe it is true.
Two girls who have gone through sew
eraI London seasons, twirled about in var
ious mems arms at various dances,
who have run the gauntlet of
polite society and escaped abso-
lutely heart-whole, go for a jaunt in
a gipsy cart, and Immediately meet their
affinities Is IL not Kismet? But to so
on with my story. Glare, on hearing
what MIR. Treherne had to say, forthwith
divulged our real names and position. Her
generous lover was overjoyed, for though
prepared to make sacrifices on her behalf
no doubt 1t was a relief to find there tx
listed no occasion for doing so.
That explains the mystery! he ex-
claimed. Many time have Arthur and
1 talked you two girls over and vowed
you could not be what you seemed. Now
everything is clear
Upon this he bolted back to the park.
and ten minutes later Sir Arthur came
running down the drive, his face all flush
ed, his eyes aglow, and OH Aunt, shall
never know how 1t happened, but all of
a sudden l found myself in his arms, with
him murmuring passionately' oh, my
darling, my darling / am so happy. 1t
is difficult to write of such wonderful
happiness as mine. My whole spirit is
filed with a thankful reverence. Clare
says she feels the same.
1--WE are coming home tomorrow. Ar
thur and Lionel think it best, and so
ends the romance of our gypsy cart. 1t
has been short and sweet But one thing
we have already settled. We will be mar
ried in the spring and spend our honey
moon in a couple of carts. Going abroad
is not to be compared with this free, I'M
conventional life. Arthur hates ceremony
as much as l do, and Lionel says that it
will make his fortune as an artist, to
tour about the country in SO original
manner"
Mrs. Ferguson let Ednas letter drop
from her hands. She was too astonished
to say much. and her usual volubility
quite deserted her. What comments could
she make, when all her predictions had
proved false? The girls, whom she had
so confidently stated were ruined for life,
by some strange chance had succeeded in
finding two excellent husbands. Mr.. Ire
herne was a rising man, and Sir Arthur
a splendid ''parti." No objection could
be urged against either She felt that
her prestige was gone. 1t was the most
incredible thing she had ever heard Of,
and the only way she could account for
they were four young fools together"
But they were happy fools, and so Mrs.
Fcrgusson's opinions did not really much
matter.
1.-THE End