The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1898-09-18

that kind you ought to ascertain IL my UNI
Gle requires the carriage" said Mr..
Brooke. In precise tone. A slight con-
traction passed over Mrs. Brooke's face.
Placidity usually reigned over her Tip
tilted nose,'' expansive cheeks, and snii-
inb but exceedingly observant dark eyes.
The cloud was scarcely perceptible, how
ever and turning to a gentleman VINO sat
on her right, she exclaimed pleasantly,
"Oh, yes of coursei / can take you any
where you like first. Mr. McShane."
This gentleman might be about the age
of her husband, or older. He was short
and thin, with a queer. crumpled, little
face a. sort Of one-sided up-turned pose
of the head, and that squeeze OF the browS
peasants often acquire from looking at the
sun with unshaded optics. He had vice,
down-curved mouth, and shaggy PAIR
of brows under which his keen, dark eyes
cleaned or melted-his aspect being ex-
pressive of fun, mixed with quaint pathos.
Sure, you're too good entirely. Mrs.
Brooke, ma'am. I'd be sorry to interfere
with your plans. / can take a tnppeny
bus any time to go any way, and, Dedad,
/ have nowhere to go nowadays. Don't
let me interfere with you, by no manner
OF means" Che said "manesD.
ooh, II the carriage is going a-begging,
will put in my claim" said an abundant
looking young lady who sat opposite him,
and who appeared to have been melted
and poured INTO her admirably-cut, elabo-
rately-embroidered Holland morning
frock, which seemed brimming over with
Its contents. She was high colored, VITA
a very fair skin, quantities OF carroty req
hair, and large crop of freckles rms
was Mrs. Sarah Brookes daughter by her
first marriage Miss Sarah Jane Smally.
Moreover, / have vested right 10 my
share in ID" she continued.
'Srhen IL uncle doesn't really want IL,
viii you come back in time to accompany
me?" said Mrs. Brooke, addressing her
husband.
o'clock. BY the way, here's note from
Val. Can you give him bed? He has
few DAYS leave and wants to discuss
some business matters with me-"
ooh, yes 1 can manage 1t. 1t would be
better IF he could wait till send May and
Kitty Greame TO the seaside. But we shall
manage"
Sure, I'm just taking up the house room
of the family" exclaimed Uncle McShane,
earnestly. why don't you let me go and
take a room-I mean apartments-as
wanted long ago, though your hospi-
table heart wouldn't let mel l could ind
some quite handy and
"Ah! Uncle McShane," interrupted Sa-
rah Jane, "you know you ought 10 take
real handsome place-there's Aubrey
House, that's the very thing-and give
big ball for me. I'll ask the company. and
you shall pay the Dill
Faith, | wouldn't desire betterl and
welcome you'd be; but, though the heart
Is willing, the purse is light, me dear
young lady. / wish you'd believe me, I'm
no millionaire"
None of your nonsense, uncle! You
like 10 keep fast hold of the sinners. But.
ma, dear, can't you double up Kitty and
Mrs. Thompson and give her room to Val?
I know he wants to come, and l want
him."
'Wen, he doesn't want you, Sally" said
her half brother Sam, truculent urchin
Of u, who was busy slowing away as
much breakfast as he could, in the limited
time before starting for school. You wor-
ried him to death the last time he was
here. / wonder he comes any more"
you are a rude. impertinent cub" cried
Sarah Jane, angriiy.
"Oh, fl for shame, Sammy, 10 speak that
way to a LADY," said Uncle McShane.
''iadiesl Why not? They can be great
nuisances"
Samuel be slentw said his father,
sternly. There Is Walls letter" he con-
tinued passing 1t down to his wife. "he
seems to be coming up to-day"
VERY WELL" said Mrs Brooke.
IAN elegant young man, and the hight