The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1900-09-10

she entered the parlor Mrs. Moran
looked at her with little wonder. For
she had put on with her loveliest gown
a Kind of bewilderingi prettiness. There
was no cloud in her eyes, only glow
OF soft, dark fire. Her soul was in her
race 1t spoke in her bright glances, her
sweet Smiles and her light step; it soIt-
ened her speech tor music it made ner
altogether so delightful that her mother
thought. Fortune must give her all
she wishes, she is SO charming
Inc tea tray was brought in at 5
O'Clock, but DR.. Moran had not returned,
and there was in both WoTnen'S hearts a
little sense of disappointment. Mrs.
Moran was wondering at his unusual
! delay, Corneiia feared he would be too
weary and perhaps too much interest,"
ed i'll other matters to permit her lover
to speak. But even so,'' she thought,
.,Jorls can come again. Tonight is not
the only opportunities
1t was nearly O'clock when the doctor
came, and Cornelia was sure her lover
would not be much behind that hour; but
tea time was ever good time to f:ec
father, he was always amiable and grd-
clous With cup in his hand, and the hour
after 1t, when his pipe kept him company,
was his best houFs!S She told her heart
that things had fallen out better than if
she had planned them SO, and she was SO
thoughtful for the, weary mans comfort,
so attentive and So amusing, that he
found it easy to respond to the happy at
moSphere surrounding him. He had a
score of pleasant things to tell about the
fashionable exodus to Philadelphia, about
the handsome dresses that had been
shown him, vand3 thee funny household
diemmas that had been told him And he
was much pleased because Harry De Lam
cey had been great part of the day with
him, and was very eloquent indeed about
the young man good sense and good dis
position, and the unnecessary and almos !.
cruel cOnfscation of property his family
had suffered for theirsTory principles
And in the midst of the De Laneey la
mentation, 4 o'clock struck and Corne-
liza began to listen forrctf1e shutting of
the garden gate. and the sound of Hyde's
step upon the tagged walk. 1t did not
come as soon as she hoped it would and
the minutes went slowly on until 5 o'clock
struck. Then the doctor was Slooming
and nodding, and waking up and saying
a word or two, and relapSing into semi
consciousness. She felt that the favora-
bic hour had passed, and now the minutes
went far too quickly. Why did he not
come? With her work in her hand, max
ing laborious stitches by a drawn thread,
she sat listening with all her being. The
street itself was strangely silent, no
one spassed, and the fltfui talk at the
f1reside seemed full of fatality; she could
feel the influence though she did not in
quire of her heart what 1T was, or what
| 1t might signify.
caught her mother eyes, and the trouble
and question in them, and the needle go
ing through the fine muslin, seemed to go
through her heart. AT 8 the watching
became unbearable. She said softly: 81
must go to bed, I am tired but she put
away with her usual neatneSs her work,
and her spools Of thread, her thimble
and her scissors. Her movements in the
room reused the doctor thoroughly. He
stood up, stretched his arms outward
and upward and said The believed he
had been sleeping, and must ask their
pardon for his Indifference" And then
he walked to the window, and looking
out, added: "It is a lovely night, but
the moon looks like a storm Or'-and
he he turned i quickly with the exclamation
II forgot to tell you that I heard a
strange report today, nothing less than
that Gen. Hyde returned on the Mary
Pel this morning, bringing with him a
"A child" said Mrs. Moran.
"A girl then, little mite of crea
which took them to Hyde manor
And how should Mrs. Davy know"
THE Davys live next door to the
carried the news to the other house. She
said the general sent to his sons lodg-
ing, to see if he was in town, but he was
not. 1t was then only o'clock in the
morning
How unlikely such a story Isl Do
you believe it?'
ASK tomorrow. AS for me, I neither
know nor care. That is the report Who
can tell what the Hydes will do?"
Then Cornelia said -.hasty good
night and went to her room. She was
in her life had lost its foothold, and a
sudden bewildering terror-she knew
not how to explain-took possession of
her. For once she forgot her habitual
order and neatness: her pretty dress
was thrown heedlessly across a chair,
and she fell upon her knees weeping,
and yet she could not pray.
Still the very posture and the sweet
sense of help and strength it implied,
brought her the power to take into con-
sideration such unexpected news; and
such unexplained neglect on her lovers
part-"Gen. Hyde has returned; that
much I feel certain of" she thought
and Joris must have left Hyde manor
about the time his father reached New
York. Joris would zitake the river. road
being the. shortest his father would
take the highway as the best for the
carriage. Consequently, they passed
each other and did. not know It, Then
Joris has been sent for, and 1t was right
and natural that he should go but o.
he might have writtena-ten words would
have been enough. Tt was right he should
go-but he might have written!-he