Savannah courier. (Savannah, Tenn.) 1885-1979, 1898-04-01

He led the way to comfortable
apartment, simply but admirably fur
nished, and began to unstrap my valise.
est down." l said, abruptly. 81 have
something of Importance to tell you"
/ briefly recited my adventure with
Burlington. Demetrius listened atten-
lively, Ills lower lip protruding, his
heavy eyelids lowered. When | had
finished he refraiued from comment,
but inquired politely as to the state
of his masters health. l shook my
head
"IIe is extremely nervous; almost
completely broken down."
The Greek touched his own grizzled
locks.
Neither master nor man can stand
it much longer" he said, gloomily.
would you like 10 see Mrs. Gerard?
She is in the parlor."
/ washed face and hands, and De-
metrius brushed from my clothes the
dust of southern California.
How long, Dcmetrius, have you
known Burlington"
Twenty years"
At the name a sinister CLEAN illu-
mined his heavy face. That he hated
the enemy from the bottom Of his heart
was plain to be seen.
"IIow was it," L continued, that he
entirely escaped suspicion? | did not
like to press the point with Mr.. Gerard"
'In the west, sir, there is prejudice
against Cinnamon. Mr.. Bun lington was
editor of the Black Gulch Banner. He
said at the time that the murder
couldn't possibly have been committed
by white man. We hanged Fong,
peddler of gardenstuff."
"Horrible!"
IAN easy DEATH" said Dc1netrius.
I'm sorry they didn't hang me. The
life I've led for the last few years is not
worth living"
Its the life of your choice" re.
piled, bluntly.
lie spread out his hands, betraying
for the first time the foreigner, and
shrugged his massive shoulders.
From these gestures | was at liberty
90 infer what | pleased. A curious APP
prehension quickened the action Of my
heart. Was / destined to ! dis
missed my fears with an effort and fol-
lowed Demetrius to the threshold of
the parlor. He pulled aside portiere,
murmured my name, bowed and re-
treated.
was alone with the mistress of the
house.
The contrast between the outward
and visible peace of my surroundings
q noted many books, piano, piled high
with music, some valuable mezzo-tints,
chintz draperies, bowls of roses,
sleep-compelling chairs) and the
tumult of my mind made me stammer
like an awkward schoolboy; but the
kindly welcome of Mrs. Gerard soon dis
PEELED my embarrassment. Upon her
gentle face were the lines of n great
sorrow, but a sorrow so chastened by
| time and fortitude as to convey TO the
observer pleasing rather than pain
full impression. soon learned that she
had the incest appreciation of what
was good-braye deeds, kind words, en-
| nobling books-and layender-scented
prejudice against evil. No longer n
beautiful woman, she was distinguished
in appearance; her figure was still
| youthful, her carriage erect, her eyes
hmpid blue beneath arching brows,
and he- hands, the hands of gentle
woman, long and slender, the skin soft
| as satin and cool to the touch. Upon
| the palms of these (this | discovered
later) were innumerable faint lines,
crossing and recrossing, the symbols of
thousand cares, and representing
against her family debt of love which
nothing could cXtinguish. She wore,
/ remember, a dress cunningly fash
Toned out of gray cloth; the soft neutral
tint emphasized agreeably her per-
sonality, suggesting n subtle com
| promise between the sunshine and
shadow of her outward and inward
lives.
We exchanged dozen phrases, and
then the boy was summoned. To my
surprise he greeted me cavalierly, al
most rudely, and glowered when spoke
Of our future relations.
II hate books" he said, frowning.
laughed. Telemachus blushed
seeming ridicule. The mother sighed.
AT your age" ] replied, 81 hated
looks myself and got little good from,
them"
He regarded me attentively, and re-
turned his glance with interest
what are you going to do with me,
Mr. Livingstone"
THAT depends upon yourself Tn
under contract to cultivate in you the
three ms-mind muscles, morals
We will begin tomorrow with the mus