The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1898-05-15

with her while taking spin And then
there was something so peculiarly sensi-
BILE in the phrase talk the matter over"
Elsa really was a very sensible girl-so
sensible as to be all the more piquante
for this quite extraordinary good sense of
hers. = She was not the sort of girl to do
anything rashly; she would calmly talk
the matter over" while riding out in the
cool of the evening. Swan liked that de-
iberate way of looking az a serious mat
ter; he judged from it that Elsa would be
forever constant when she did make up
her mind. True she had already had four
days to reply to his letter, but he had not
the least doubt that in the end her de-
cision would be favorable. Was he NOT
her Dear c." to begin with
So Clifford Swan smiled as he sat at
his desk. Then he looked at his watch
and resolved to go and have lunch. He
put the watch into his vest pocket and
folded the little note and looked for the
envelope. from which he had somewhat
precipitately torn it when Elsa's little
brother had put 1t into his hands a quar-
ter of an hour before. There it was--a
pink little envelope
The clerk next to Mr.. Swan at this point
INDUCED his curiosity once more. He saw
Mr. Swan look with a tender smile at the
envelope, and then he saw the smile faint
and fade, and then he observed that Mr.
Swan had turned pale
Are you feeling badly, Mr.. SWAMI" the
young man ventured to ask with polite
solieitude.
Swan started and stared resentfully.
Feeling badly? What do you mean?"
you look so pale. / thought / might
get you glass of water-or something"
Thank you. Mr.. Edwards" said Swan
with a forced laugh. 81 don't know that
4 f1Ik L1ff =, e. m
go out to lunch now-very light breakfast
this morning"
So Swan took up the envelope and the
note and reached for his straw hat. He
walked out of the bank gazing at the adj
dress on the envelope which was: Miss
Clara Henderson. Addressed" The in
ference was plain That young brother
of Elsa's-'Young Nick"-had had two
notes TO deliver. He was in his own con-
ceit a born courier and scout, and IL de-
lighted him 10 ride his wheel all over the
city, leaving notes and messages. II
there had been no note for Swan, the boy
would not have stopped at the bank at all
The wretched urchn had no doubt whirled
into the Henderson home, as he had
whirled into the band dashed down his
Swan -fate-fraught letter with a curt
Letter for Miss Clara-No answer" and
then sped away to chalk up his last record
m leltel~cdIfyHB. therefore II was GER
tain--morally-that Clara Henderson by
tins time had had the satisfaction of read
ing through her friends reply to Swans
offer Of marriage. So did Clifford Swan
argue.
He ate no lunch worth mentioning. but
sat and felt cold chills running about all
over him, although the thermometer was
far above 70 In the shade. and the sun was
shining brightly. This was because he
knew Clara Henderson 50 well. If it had
been anyone else but that feather-headed-
That afternoon ring at the door bell
Of the Davis residence was soon followed
by sound as If half hurricane had sud-
denly been let into the front hall. The
rushing and rustling was mingled with
laughter
oh ] must see Miss Elsa Yes. right
away. Tell her I'm coming up TO her room -
In less than one minute Clara was al her