The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1897-10-24

erything now threatened to tumble about
his ears, and absolute ruin stared him in
| the face. Mrs. TrelaWneys modest joint
! urc was of no sort of use to him now. He
! heaVed big sigh when he thought of
! her, and two bitter burning tears gather
ed in his eyes, for as far as such a person
was capable of loving anybody beside him
| self, Herbert Rawle undoubtedly loved
| Blanche Trelawney. He wrote her a bro
ken-hearted letter, called himself by ev-
| cry bad name under the sun, and babe
her forget him.
| Then he dressed himself carefully, pin
ned a white gardenia in his buttonhole,
and, after an excellent and recherche din
ner at Whites Club, betook himself to
! the Alderworth's ball in Upper Grosvenor
street. And at the AlderGorth's ball he
met Mary Ross, and laid himself and his
| broken fortunes at her feet
u am a pauper, Mary and am over
head and ears in debt" he told her: "and
now my cousin Darberley is going TO he
married, l haven't even any future pros
poets. l love you deeply, but 1 dare not
| aspire to your hand. l had better wish
you goodbye forever"
"Why should you wish me good-bye?"
answered Mary in all good faith for this
frank confession of his position pleased
her infinitely-it seemed to her TO be so
honest, so straightforward. 81 am not go
ing to part from you, Herbert-if you love
me. What does anything else matter to
me?"
but have no money, Mary"
Il have enough for us both" she an
swered, smiling.
But my debts?' r'H'
Father shall pay them all off. Oh. NV
dear what on earth does such a misera-
bic thing as money signify between two
people who love one another? And | love
you so much, ITefbertnf she added, shvlv.
slipping her hand into his under cover of
the darkness of the conservatory, where
| they were sitting out a polka together
Capt. Rawle gripped the hand-.t was
| broad substantial hand, two sizes bigger
| than Blanche Trelawneysy he thought
and he murmuredla loveF-lil1e word below
! his breath.
Il can Hardly believe that it is true
| really true-that you love mer' whispered
Mary back, edging herself little closer
! to her lovers shoulder. Il was so afraid
! there was someone else whom you care
! for. Are you sure. Herbert. that it is me.
4 and not that beautiful Mrs. Trelawney,
/ whom you lover
"Of course l am sure you silly childv'
! he answered gaily. Blanche. Trelawney
| and l are just good old Misunderstanding
4 more" And Mary believed him firmly and
/ entirely.
! Well, the engagement was ratified and
made public; the marriage was TO take
/ place some time in dtO3eF. and all went
merrily and happily with the brlde-elect
I Mr.. Ross had been at first a little taken
aback by the debts and the absolute lack
/ of funds when his would-be on-in-law dis
/ closed TO him the state Of his affairs, but
/ Mary pleaded so hard and was so desper-
! ately in earnest in her love, that eventu-
ally he consented to the match and agreed
/ to clear the young man before he married
| his daughter.
The good man consoled himself, too, by
the reflection Of contingency cunningly
| suggested to him by Capt Rawle himself.
1 After all, the Marquis of Darberley might
not improbably have" no heirs, his mar
riage might prove a childless one, and in
/ that case nothing on earth could prevent
/ Herbert Rawle from becoming in due time
| a marquis, and his daughter from be-
| coming a marchioness. This thought was
/ balm in Gilead to the soul of James Ross.
And now soon after all was satisfacto-
! rily settled and arranged and Mary in
I the seventh heaven of her fools Paradise
! there came the first FAINT rumblngs Of
! the impending storm.
| Bad news from the north Banks that
| stopped payment, businesses that sudden
| ly failed, ships that were wrecked on the
/ high seas. All these things came one on
/ the top of the other. and they affected
| Mary not a scrap at the beginning of
! them II was nuisance. of course, in the
middle of the Dartmouth regatta. that
Mr.. Ross should have had to leave his
wife and daughters with their guests on
the yacht. and hurry up to Glasgow on
/ business.
! But. although Mrs. Ross hooked rather
| anxious and worried, Mary did not care
J little bit, save only IN a dutiful filial
/ manner. that she had TO do without papa
I for the time. Had she not her lover with
| her? Her handsome, delightful Herbert
/ with whom she was more recklessly and
madly in lover than ever! Ted and Hell
en- Welton were staying on the yacht, too;
s.f41a al all
/ Ing serious attentions to Helen; also a
| cousin of har own niece to Mrs. Ross. a
! Miss Mcleod, TO whom Ted was told off.
| The young people We're all very happy
together, and did not trouble their heads
/ at all about Mr. Ross affairs on the
| banks Of the Clyde.
J But it was a time OF commercial crashes