The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1897-10-10

Trenton State Gazette.
The Golden Side
There's many rest on the road OF life.
If We could only stop TO take it;
And many tone from the better land
II the qlerulous heart would wake it.
To the sunny soil taat is full OF hope,
And whose beautiful trust ne'er faiIeth.
The grass is green and flowers are bright.
Though the wintry storm prevalent.
Better to hope, though the clouds hang
low.
And 10 keep the eyes still lifted.
For the sweet blue sky viii soon peep
through
When the ominous clouds are rifted.
There was never a night without a day,
Nor an evening without a morning;
And the darkest hour, the proverb goes,
Is the hour before the daWning.
There is many a gem in the path of life,
Which We pass in idle pleasure.
That is richer far than jeweled crown,
Or the miser's boarded treasure.
Il may be the love Of a little child,
or a mothers prayer to heaven,
or only beggars grateful thanks
For cup OF water given.
Better to weave in the web of life
A bright and golden filling,
And hands that are swift and willing,
Than to snap the delicate silver threads
OF curious lives asunder.
And then blame heaven for the tangled
ends,
And sit, and grieve, and wonder.
-(Author UnknownO
Gwendolin, says Clara Belle in the New
York letter in the Cincinnati Enquirer,
had promised the baron to lunch with him
at the big, new hotel in Madison avenue
and she was 70 meet him in the parlor
upstairs at about / o'clock She reached
there at little after y, because her
russell shoes were dun. and she wanted
to get them polished before lunch. 1t is
a very hopeless matter for girl to get
russell shoes put in order and Gwendo-
lin felt especially clever that she had
thought Of getting to the hotel early and
having them done there. The trim little
maid seemed to think it would be i'm
possible for Gwendolin TO "gO down TO
the mems place, but I will take your
shoes for you, miss" she said. Away
back in a corner of the beautiful parlors
a tiny reception room is partitioned off
and the maid took off the russell shoes.
Don't you forget TO bring them back. ="
urged Gwendolin, because here should
be with no shoes on" The maid return
ed: "Oh, no, indeed, miss" and depart
ed
There Gwendolin sat and sat, her pretty
feet tucked under her skirts They were
tucked under very carefully, too, because
there was hole in one stocking. The
hole hadn't been there when she dressed
in the morning-eVery one knows how
easily a hole will work through in a deli
cate silk stocking-but the hole looked
Just as bad for all that, and showed the
little pink end of the toe and a bit of
shiny nail. Time passed and Gwendolin
10 he lo
bell, because the elevator kept going up
and down all the time in plain view of
the bell. Besides, what should she say
to a bell boy If he answered? Suppose the
baron should come, The dear baron!
Gwendolin smiled. as she thought what
an easy victim the baron was proving.
Il look to the honor and the happiness
of presenting you to my mother and my
sister" he had said only that morning
That meant business! Baroness! how
lovely to be a baronessl For heaven
sake, why didn't the girl come with the
shoe.
At the moment the elevator door slid
back and a party swept into the great
parlor. Gwendolin crooked her foot still
higher and peeped around the pillar. A
very stately dowager and a tall. thin
woman, both elegantly dressed, and-the
baron, She viii be here in a few mo-
ments. mother he was saying: Indeed
cove" But she wasn't in that alcove, and
the baron peered around in vain He
didn't even notice that the curtain still
swayed at the window back of the divan.
Mamma and sister came and sat down
in the very place from which GWendo-
lin had scurried a moment before Pres
emily the maid came in with the shoes
under her apron, looked about. SAID: "Well
] never! to herself, and went out in
search of the shoes owner. Sun Gwen
dohn stood squeezed into her corner back
of the hot draperies. After ten minutes
waiting, the baron's mother began to
complain; in twenty minutes she and the
sister rose and swept from the room, the
baron at their heels. as mad as they were.
She has merely made a laughing piece
of YOU, my son; it is for you to recover
your dignity as best you can" were her
words while the baron snorted
When the elevator had swallowed up and
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