The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1898-10-09

the young woman sum of money to emil
CRATE and reside permanently abroad. I'm
der no circumstances could he think Of
ever allowing this shameful marriage to
be made public. Having made up his mind
he returned to the house and rang the bell
again. This time the landlady opened the
door.
III wish to see Miss Jones'" he said, ana
the landlady went up and told Miss Katie
Jones that an old gentleman wished to see
her.
Katie wondered who 1t could be. and
while she was hesitating as 90 what she
should do the admiraf, who had followed
the landlady up camo in and the landlady
discreetly retired. The admiral finding him
self alone with an elegant and charming
young lady stammered out his excuses.
Il beg your pardon, he said, but it was
Miss Jones | wished 10 see"
Il am Miss JONES' said Katie, gently,
pray be seated"
"But-there's some mistake You are
not the Miss Jones saw just nowl'
Il am the only Miss Jones in the
house" Then she added with a little
laugh. for she began 70 understand this
was the agent Polly had tod her about,
UNLESS you mean Polly"
Polly"
"Yes-Poily Jones-a funny little short
girl She's the maid servant here"
Good Lord" exclaimed the Admiral.
'B0t she sang ana she uducSd ana she
turned head over heels!'
Miss Jones laughed. "Oh yes-shes
very eccentric-she wants to be an ac-
tress."
"But-I-er-you excuse me. Are you
the Miss Jones for whom this letter Is
intended" The Admiral held the letter
OUT owards her.
Katie recognized her husbands writing
and turned pale "How did YOU come by
this?" she gasped, 'and-who-who are
you?''
~ am the father of the writer of that
letter And you-are you--my sons wife p
Katie began to tremble. "Oh, you must
forgive usr' she cried, Il didn't think it
would cause trouble, and we loved each
other, and
Katie couldn't say any more. so she hid
her face in her hands and began to cry.
There. there my dear! said the Adj
miral. kindly. "ifs-er-a very unfortunate
thlng-but really after Polly Jones and
that head over heels irs-er--1 great relief.
But perhaps you'll ease my mind by tell
ing me who YOU sre-who are your peo-
ple?"
MY mother and father are dead" said
Katie sadly. MY father was Capt. Cleo
bury of the - Regiment"
capt. Cleobury of the--th! Why, my
dear young lady. Capt Cleo6ury was one
OF my best friends poor fellow, till he
went wrong. Dash 1t all | believe the
Cleoburys and the Hennlkers are Instantly
related"
"Oh. then you don't mind your son
having married me, now you know who
amp"
MY dear, now I know my son has mar
rled a lady who doesn't turn head over
heels ! am absolutely delighted But he
is fl-nothlug serious. Pack up your
traps, my dear, and we'll so back to
Plymouth and see him by the next IRAN"
When Mr. Harold Henniker recovered
consciousness and was considered by the
doctor to be sufficiently strong and clear
headed to be allowed an emotion, he was
propped up in bed and told that he might
expect a surprise His head was sull
slightly "swimmv," for the plank had
fallen heavily. and so when he looked up
ana saw his mother and father standing
by the bedside, and between them charm
ing young lady who looked hail smiles
and tears and the young lady bore re-
markable likeness o Miss Katie Jones,
his lawful but SCI 'etly-wedded wife. he
thought at first that he had not quite
recovered his senses. But when Miss