Savannah courier. (Savannah, Tenn.) 1885-1979, 1898-01-28
the difference in The height OF thos.


Tor four good years or more? 1t was as
tonishing how unbridgeable, by dint OF
brooding over and cherishing, this
trifling matter had become. But lol
the elements had arbitrated. Mr.. Cook
announced his finale at the breakfast
table: Thank the gods and graces,
odds are even at last; faithful Bools
and warm-hearted Cathy can conscien-
tlously we'd"
After this outbreak the weather re.
sumed the even tenor of its way; charm
ing days rolled by, one so much like
the other that few called them singly
to account. Locust Nest stood In the
midst of dreamy old garden and the
hum of bee and the drone Of insect
sounded by the hour. The doctors
child, when she was not haunting the
stairway and window ledges of the de-
lightsome old nest itself, haunted this
garden. She started out of nook or by
path, taking Mrs. Winters often un-
awares, and always with n book In
hand.
Mrs. Winters, liking to pull beans
herself and to "fuss" among her vege.
tables, stood one day under an apple
tree surveying her store, when n some.
thing dropped from the gnarled
branches above. "Mercy, child, where
were you? Why do you always have
that book?"
ut is not that book, 1t Is another
Father and Think schools are disagree.
able, so study by myself. 1 learn all
over just what wish to, and every Fri.
day evening father and visit together
ard tell him what do not know. You
see when people have not got much
but each other they think good deal
of each other. Folks say have lost
my mother, but father said that I am
not real well acquainted with anybody
but old nurse, who looks like your
Cathy, and father; we cannot stay here
much longer now; thought / would
tell you. We like corners; you always
find something nice around a corner;
the city is full Of corners. so l think
we will go away soon," and blue eyes
met blue eyes. Al that instant the thud
of hoofs was heard, and away down the
drive and out into the road ran the
child. Mrs. Winters hastened into her
kitchen. That evening closed in early
full of darkness and storm. Heaven
and earth seemed to shake beneath the
mighty tread of its approach. Light.
ming cut the air, thunder rolled; the
creek a quarter mile above the Nest
rose defantly so that fording was made
impossible, and the bridge might easily
be missed in such night. Grille, who
had been studying up thunderstorms
of late, desired her father to neither
stand nor to run if ever caught by one
tall, pointed objects being fine marks.
| Several persons watched from windows
the increasing gloom and fury without
when dinner was called, but scarcely
were they seated at table when the
waitress appeared at her mistress ell
bow. The school-teacher at the pro-
fessor's was very i'll; no doctor to be
found. Would DIR. Flint accompany the
messenger?
| Grille uttered an involuntary "Oh!'
Mrs. Winters not word nor even raised
her eyes. Cyrus Flint rose and strode
from the room. He reappeared be
capped and becloaked and opened the
outer-door. Bools was there with two
hcrses and lantern, under whose rec
glover glistened the coats Of rider
and horse. A fierce gust of wind me'
him, but he made his way out.
"Father!" the doctor bent from his
saddle; "hold this high and sit low,
and the little figure stood on it's tip
toes and reached up small sunshade-
that precious blue silk parasol-sacri
feed by a warm little heart to elec
trio greed, confident that surrounding
that beloved head it would be quite
"tall" enough and pointed" enough
to avert attack. "Bless you, sweetheart
Take her in" he cried; but Cathy'i
arms were already about her and sh'
was carried in while her father rod,
away into the wild night.
The chime-like stroke Of the grea
clock was telling II when a violen
knock came on the kitchen door ant
Bools' voice was heard. Cathy set tn
door ajar when Bools pushed 1t opeI
and entered, followed by neighborinl
farmhands bearing rude litter upol
which was stretched form whose gar
ments, as did those of the other men
dripped water which trickled righ
and left over the polished floor Tn
cook wrung her hands.
"Oh, my! Oh, my! Is he killed o
drowned that you fetch him on raft
and his fatherless babe above stairs
Oh, my! Oh, my!"
"Hist! Where's the lady?" But Mrs
Winters, her eyes wide md full o
alarm, already stood on u threshold
reckoning. Bring him this way int
the bedroom, and do you, Boois, waite,
all the trains and catch the first doc
tor who comes" Them she and Cath
worked over the injured man until day
break, with which came Bools and d.
Hale.
Late in the afternoon DIR. Flint wax
ened, conscious and observant. An anA
ious face was bending over him, an
before its owner could withdraw tn
doctor grasped two small hand'
"Reta! My Reta! see oil now. Some
thing has shadowed me persistent
since the night 1 arrived. For tw
years 1 have dreamed Of you by nigh
and searched for you by day. Reta
my wife!"
Mrs. Winters Flint sobbed as she hi
her face on his arm.
81 went directly to Paris where
came to myself and solemnly abjure
my base vanity. l did indeedl Uncl
Cook returned with me in the fall an
we have been here ever since. |, wal