The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1900-11-11

NANNAfEGNAfE MHN 81 N#f yves hMAAN.
VERY we'll Miss Winsomc t-thank you
kindly" she said We're both 90 love.
and I'm the unfortunate one. that's an
Mardress Winsome save in. She would
md out who the young man was, what
hc vas "ln for" and how long he had 40
remain.
Lights IN the cells were extlngulshed al
most Immediately. and Miss Pocket kick
"a on her slippers ana danced In the
| dark
".
Though she pridcd herself on this sue
cess she was generous enough to the in
terests OF the wardregs To keep secret
the promise which had been given her.
Impossible however 90 be- silent re
spcCune the result What could be hap
pier The young man. John stacey by
name, was a bachelor and unattached. 90
begin with. Then the oTeuse which had
consigned him to Her Majesty's keeping
tor the FIRST dme) was quito as venial
an affair a. Miss Pockets who was also
a FIRST offender II would be ungenerous
90 set down the particulars IL either case.
Tie had been valet to a haronet. so that
che pair stood on nice footing OF So
clal equality. Lastly. he was 60 b. free
20 resume conclusions with the world a.
about the same date as Miss Pocket her
self
This grateful Information was not given
,o Miss Pockss in a lump. a. IL we're. hu.
item by item. as the wardress herself
cleaned 80 on the other side 81 the wicket
% division. Il was altogether about q
week in the telling. and during these days
Miss Pocket did not enjoy sight or glimpse
u her hero. The repairs TO tho laundry
wall were nulshsd about the time the
ladies' were Withdrawn from tho exercise
ward, and no kindly accident brought
John Stacey on the scene aEain But
something As good as this happened. or
aonething better. Miss Pocket made she
discovery that John Stacey had taken no
lice Of her. This threw her into such
q transport % pleasure that. II mere gave
~ Of soul. she trlppcd up the heels Of
Old Mrs. Pringle ss exercise next morn
ms. was reported. and suffered a loss Of
marks.
1T isn't good enough was Miss Rod
wells comment. 'tYouu be in ehokey
L YOU don hook out -
Mss Pocket received to curb her emo
lions. or rather 20 seek for them some
more prudent outlet For another week
she was very quiet and self-contained
hen she went into chapel one morning
with a gleam OF inspiration in her eys
Morning chapel seldom lasted beyond
~.
however Tor Surprises. Presently began
the hymn:
The world Is very evil
The times are waxing late.
in the third and fourth Hines. high above
all the others rose the voice OF a woman.
Answer II you know me;
I've just nine weeks 10 wait
The voice was so loud and clear. ana
he phrasing so nice that che words were
heard over the greater part OF the chapel.
aud she effect upon the congregation wae
electrical. The oldest prisoner present
had never experienced the like. Nobody
laughs aloud at anything that happens
ia prison, because Il entails consequences:
but the male side Of the chapel grinned
10 large, quiet way and on the other
side OF the baize curtain, where the ladies
were, many pars OF eyes sought the chap
aims with furtive gaze of inquiry
Every waniress tried 10 control her own
particular charges, but none knew what
prisoner Il was who had addressed her
self 90 space in that unusual manner.
The Governor at morning chapel i gen
orally the deputy Governor: and tina, pop
ular officer looked exceedingly angry.
but could say nothing. Nothing. In facs
had happened for the service went on 70
- appointed end. and nobody answered
Miss Rodwell and Mrs. Pringle could not
quite contain themselves as they marched
back to breakfast. Little Miss Pocket
who walked between them. was as de-
mure as possible.
Well you've got an invention. lovey.
Il ever ] see whispered Mrs Prlneie
Whas price ehapiains report7" said
Miss Rodwell
But there was no report. for the chap
iain had no faca who ha5 oFttvolcsd the
rest OF his congregation.
Chapel came again. as usual. on the
following morning. Nobody looked for
any Developments in the hymn. and il
opened quietly:
Brief lie is here our portion.
Bret sorrow. short-lived care.
Then a rather nice tenor voice topped
the congregation:
got your message honey;
When times Up. IN be there.
This time Il made kind Of scare
There was evidently more in q than eve
might read. and a risk that morning
chapel. the CHIEF relaxation Of the day
might be suspended. The warders on
their raised seats. scanned every bench
from the GOVERNOR gallery 10 tho red
ba-zc partition, but CLEANED nothing.
Il amt seen the Ike since took SER
vice under her blessed majesty" said Mrs
Pringle at exercise.
IT'S a recondr' said Miss Rodwell
What's the next move. darling?"
But Miss Pocket palpitated and said
nothing. She had found her man and her
man had found scr. she was In the lap
OF fate. prison had transformed itself
into n bower Of love. There was no hymn
* morning chapel for week but there
were two hymns on Sunday. The first
passed without interruption. though there
was a feeling in the congregation that
any line in any verse might be followed
by novel variant. The third verse OF the
second hymn made a tempting opening
blessings abound where'er lie reigns.
The prisoner leaps TO lose hts chains
shrill and clesr. as at the first Of these
momentous mathis, rose the woman's
voice.
When you and me have lost our chains.
Address 10 Windsor Terrace. stainea.
As before. no wardress was able 20 trace
| that erraut voice. Miss Pockets eyes
we're glued 10 her hymn book. and II Mrs
! Rodwell ard Mrs. Prngle chuckled above