The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1899-08-20

thing furlNe m MS NOV tlneutS. ne up
preached the dove olored door, which
opened az once. and he disappeared within
the house
When the hearts Of Mrs Dean and Mrs
Frazer suoseeded in pumping a little
color back into those white, shocked faces,
Mrs. IIostetter burst out laughing again.
who Is it?" said one woman in whis-
per.
90. ! don't know who II IS. He goes
there once or twice week. RS been
s-goin on for three months. Ever since
she left of church, an choir, an liberty
board, an everything else. That amt
an. I've see for long time that there
s some cool feelin's between her n Mr..
Mayhem"
An, Mr. Mayhem such a nice man"
L never hear word agin him yet"
An Il seems to be on his side. Ny
mercy She ust to come to the door with
him every time he went down town, an
last thing he'd do he'd up an kiss her.
Like a pair o fool lovers. They'd been
married long time, too. He spent all
his evenin's at home with her, unless
there was somethin to go to. an then he'd
always take her. An if she sung piece
or played on the plano, or detained
my mercy, he Just set an couldn't take
his eyes off o her. 1 never see his beat
for admirin a woman an lettin' his adj
mire stick out all over him, SOS every
body with hat a eye could see it. He fair
rs carried his admire around on his sleeve!
An when he come home 10 dinner she'd
run out TO the gate, an first thing he'd
do he d up an kiss her Wellits all chang
cd now. He never goes a step with her
anywhere. He never spends an eveuin'
at home; an if she cones to the door
with i'm he just walks off with his head
down, kind of slow an thinkin', an never
so much $ looks back once"
'Mebbe somebody's give him a hint
breathed Mrs. Frazer.
Mrs. Hostetter smiled and cleared her
throat.
"Alebbe somebody has" she said, mys-
teriously.
"Mebbe somebody's sent him an anony-
nous letter.
Mrs. Hostetter fixed her unexpectedly
with a stern gaze. "Mebbe somebody has
We'll my land! Don't eat a body up
with your eyes so. 1 want accusin you"
Well you can if you want" said Mrs.
Hostetter, undaunted.
wy, you never, did your exclaimed
both women, in a breath.
Yes l did" said Mrs. Hostetter proud
as a peacock with an unfurled tail. L
give him a hint in an anonymous letter
just the mildest kind of an intimation-"
90, what did you say? Tell us what
you said?"
They were a-qulver with excitement
well, l just said"-she leaned back
and half closed her eyes-"that when the
bird cage hung on the right side Of the
door a young woman went there early an
stayed all the afternoon. l told him"
'Oh, good for your
Il glory n your spunk. You are grit"
Good for you! NeTve-unh!'
Il told him Mrs, Hostetter sweled out
her bust superbly-"that he didn't need
TO take any anonymous letters word for
it. All he had to do was 10 watch for
hisself any Toosday or Friday"
An did he?"
Her countenance fell. "WeH no, he
didn't. l must say"
What! Didn't he never?"
mo, not a once"
IVY, how do you know"
I've set here at my window every Toos-
day an Friday since. I've set a little
back, SOS I couldn't be seen, but I've new
or took my eyes off O. that house. It's
strained my eyes so, a-keepin' EN- sci
right on one spot, almost without kinkin'
for fear I'd miss somethin, that I've had
TO keep a-bathin' 'em in strong salt water
It's terrible good for the eyes Well, il
her husband had a-watched he'd been
sure to see the man an then, of course
he'd of gone straight to the house lowell
to-er-hum-beard him." she added, in a
a deep voice. in his-er-hum-den. But
he never went there a once. But see him
the day after he got the letter" she con-
tinued, with a return to triumph IAN
he looked as gray as an ashpan. I bid
him the time o day. an ne could hardly
speak. Oh, ne felt it deep. 1t was piufu
to see him try to smile-an' all the gray
wrinkles a-tremblin around his mouth, !"
she added cheerfully
Il don't see what allied him, not to
watch said Mrs. Dean, helplessly, not
knowing the meaning of the word honor
Il don't see, either"
no,
mighty sick-looking man ever since He
looks as if he'd been pulled through a
knot hole. A man with a cancer or a case
of appendicitis couldn't look much worse 3"
That's So" said Mrs Dean
20, mercy, my bread" exclaimed Mrs.
Hostetter getting up excitedly. Il must
run. or itll be spoit"
wen have to take this here dove-color
door I'm hand" called Mrs. Dean after her.
IF he can't put stop TO it, l guess we
can. We can't have any such goin'-ons in
this neighborhood."
Mrs. Frazer closed the door carefully
after Mrs Hostetter and returned TO the
sitting room. She sat down and looked at
Mrs. Dean, Mrs Dean looked at her. Both
smiled.
1T takes lots O folks to make a world -
said Mrs Dean. THE idee o. her A maxi
in out so about other peoples actn'-ups.
Look at her husband The whole town
d-ldlhlh ABOUT MIN. L reckon If women
knew all that's bein' said about their hus-
bands, they wouldn't be so fresh a-talkin'
about others
Yes" said Mrs. Frazer, slowly. but
amt il awful about Mis- Mayhem? l can't
get over her a-havin' such virtuous look
| in front door. IN never trust dove-color
again as long as the Lord gives me breath.
| If you'd of told me to hunt up the length
| and breadth of this huh town for an limo
cent-lookin' house" she added, with great
solemnity I'D of pointed out that one
Mrs. Dean arose slowly. Il do know
but what l would of, too" she said. with
a deep sigh. "Wen, I've got TO so, too
ain't got a weeks bake ready to go in the
oven-I get mine all done on the proper
baking day-but I've a plenty to do
Mrs. Frazer went TO the door with her
| She babe her good afternoon there, but
| when Mrs. Dean had reached the gate
Mrs. Frazer ran heavily down the stops
and stood on the walk She stood with
her body balanced backward, holding one
hand arched over her eyes. The wind
| was strong 1t streamed her light gown
] ont in flaming folds and gave hold oil rore