The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1898-05-29


been getting along nicely for some time,
and, although she has refused to marry
me on several different occasions, l still
had hopes of winning her"
Yes, l knew you had and what has
caused you to change your mind?'
1t was all on account of that blamed
old major"
What did he have to do with it?"
Everything. He caught me in a conf
Dental mood the other night, and l told
him all my troubles, my aspirations and
my hopes. and he in return apparently gave
me his confidence. He also gave me some
advice"
Did you take it?"
Yes, I did. l afterward met Miss -
at a reception, and when 1 got a chance
10 speak to her alone I once more told
her of my lifelong affection, but she only
laughed at me- / then took the last des-
perate step, and striking tragic attitude
I vowed that if she did not consent to
marry rne 1 would enlist go to the war
and be killed.
What did she say to that?"
oh she grew solemn at once, and she
tried to persuade me from doing anything
SO dangerous. In fact she showed more
emotion than l had ever seen her show
before, and 1 became hopeful 1 thought
that 1 had won her surely, and, taking out
my watch, l said that 1 would give her
five minutes to make up her mind. In the
strongest language at my command I
swore that if she did not accept me would
go to the front and leave her forever"
We'll, did she accept you?'
mo, she did not. She gazed at me for
a moment or two with tears in her beau
tiful eyes, and then said that she had not
thought that 1t was in me, but that it
would be extremely kind in me to enlist,
as every girl of her acquaintance had sew
eral friends who had enlisted, and that she
had felt so bad because she did not have
one. If l would enlist she would think a
great deal more of me than she had ever
done before, but she could never marry
me-"
That has placed you in a rather en-
barrassing position, hasn't it? But what
had the poor old major to do with it?"
Poor old major be bowed What has
he to do with it? 1t was he who advised
me to try the enlisting dodge on her, and
I have since learned that he is going to
marry the girl himself"
Blessed Roses
Each mother-heart a garden Is;
See, in the midst there grows
For him, the best beloved child,
The lovely secret rose.
Rose of Joy!
Each mother-heart a garden is:
"Oh, tell me, mother gray,
How fares it with the dearest hope,
Now childhood's fled away?"
Poor Rose of JOY!
Each mother-heart a garden is;
By faith and prayer they re kept,
And he is the beloved child
For whom the heart has wept.
Blest Rose of JOY!
Rosalie Childs-
Being bachelor girl Is all very we'll at
! times but it has serious limitations, and
| when q well-meaning young spinster runs
| up against one of them she grows pessi-
mistlc and thinks regretfully of the pro-
| pOsais she has refused.
| One young woman, says the New York
Sun, who has been working in New York
| for years and has always talked ardently
| about the joys of independence, discover
ed, a few evenings ago, that, after ALL
she is painfully unemancipated, and she
| has been discouraged about herself ever
| since. II all came about because she
wanted to go to the theater. There wasn't
| anything criminal about the desire, but
| the girl had never gone to a theater in the
| evening without an escort or chaperon.
| and on this particular evening neither of
those useful articles was at hand. The
! bachelor girl was tired and nervous and
! blue, She didn't feel herself equal to
hunting up friends and trying to be agree
able; and she felt herself still less equal
| to an evening with herself. She wanted
to be amused, entertained, diverted Thea
ter was just the thing, but at that point
| the escort problem came up.
The young woman settled herself back
into her easy chair with sigh of resigna-
ton. The idea suddenly occurred to her
that there wasn't anything distinctly i'm
moral about going, without an escort, to
a respectable theater In fact, as she
thought it over the issue involved seemed
| financial rather than ethical. 1t would
be a sinful waste of money for a girl tc
buy theater tickets; for why had a benef-
cent Providence created man, if not that
| he might attend to little matters of that
sort. Still, since there was no man to play
| the role, why shouldn't she fill it herself
She was old enough to take care of her.
self she often had to go out alone in the
evening, so she wouldn't mind the short
walk, and she would be quite safe In the
theater. Within five minutes she haG
convinced herself that there was no rea.
son why she should stay at home; so she
put on her hat and coat and started of
without the slightest misgiving.
Everything went well enough until sh,
stepped into the lobby of the theater. Their
without warning, her composure collapsed
Inherited feminine traditions which haf
been bullied into silence by fin-de-siecl,
theories of independence rose In their nigh
and asserted themselves stoutly TIL,
bachelor girl clutched at her theories. bu
they melted away before facts It seemed
to her that every one in the lobby stared
at her disapprovngly and that seven III,
pictured actresses on the walls lifted thel
eyebrows. She reasoned with herself
proved conclusively that wisdom and vir
tue were on her side; but wisdom an,
virtue didn't have any effect upon lie
wild desire to turn tail and run, or upo,
the blush that she felt spreading to In
tips of her ears.
She bought a ticket with an air as gull
ty as though her two-dollar bill had beei
counterfeit, and when she faced the door
keeper she blushed so furiously thar h
smiled, and that reduced her to the verr
of tears. Then she waited for the usbe
and longed, for the moment when Oh
could snuggle up close to some one An
pretend she hadn't come alone The mo
ment didn't come, for her seat was SQUARE
} ly in the middle of a row, and no one 81
within four seats of her on either side
A couple who had the aisle seats rs
to allow her to pass, and the woman. VIII
was gray-haired and severe levelled
lorgnon at the disturbing individual. The
she stOOd vvnfffpcr for the asoa~k -