The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1900-01-07
A BELLE OF CANADA CITY.
Continued From Page Seventeen.

sandais-' and | had a long way TO walk.
But even if 1 didn't lcok quite right 10 a
Chlnaman, no white man was able TO de-
tect the difference. You passed me twice
In the stage and you didn't know me. I
Travelled night and day most of the time
waking. and being passed along from one
Cinnamon to another, or when we were
alone being slung on a pole between Two
coolies like bale of goods l ate what
they could give me-for dared not go into
shop or restaurant; l couldn't shut my
eyes in their dens, so / stayed awake all
night. Yet l got ahead of you and the
sherin-though l didn't know at the time
what you were after she added present
ly.
He was overcome with wondering ad-
miration of her courage and of self-re-
proach at his own short sightedness. This
was the girl he had looked upon as a
spoiled village beauty, satisfied with her
small triumphs and provincial elevation,
ana vacant of all other purpose Here wac
she-the ell-unconscious herone-and he
her critic, helpless at her feet! 1t was
not cheerful reflection, and yet he took
certain delight in his expiaton. Per-
haps ne had half believed in her without
knowing it. What could he do or say?
l regret TO say he lodged the question
meanly.
And you think your disguise escaped
detection"' he said looking markedly al
her escaped Drald OF mar.
She followed his eyes rather than his
words, half pettshly caught up the loos-
ened braid, swiftly coiled it around the
top OF her head, and clappng the weather
beaten and battered conical hat back again
| upon it, defiantly said:
Yes! Everybody isn't as critical as
you are, and even you wouldn't be-of
Chinamanr'
He had never seen her except when she
mo u ft,I1t f,ta ,f
feet the beholders and perfectly conscious
of her attractions; he was utterly unpre
pared for this complete ignoring of adorn-
ment now, albeit he was for the first time
aware how her real prettiness made it un-
necessary. She looked fully as charming
in this grotesque head covering as she
had in that paragon of fashion-the new
hat-which had excited his tolerant
amusement.
I'm afraid I'm a very poor critic" he
said, bluntly. Il never conceived that
this sort of thing was at all to your
taste"
Il came to see my father because
wanted to- she said with equal blunt
ness.
And I came to see him, though I didn't
want to-" he said. with cynical laugh
She turned and fixed her brown eyes
inquiringly upon him.
why did you come, then?'
was Ordereu DY my directors.
Then you did not believe he was
theft" she said, her eyes softening
ut would i'll become me to accuse your
father-or my directors" he said dplo-
matically.
She was quick enough to detect the
suggestion of moral superiority in his
tone, but woman enough to forgive it.
You're no friend of Windibrook," she
said, II know"
ann NOT ba rarliad franLyI1y
'If you would like to see my pepper I
can manage it," she said hesitatingly.
Hell do anything for me-" she added,
! with touch of her old pride.
| who could blame him." returned
Marston. gravely. But If he is a free
man now. and able to go where he likes,
| and to see whom he likes, he may not care
| to give an audience to mere messenger"
you wait and let me see him first"
| said the girl quickly. Then as the sound
| of sleigh bells came from the road out
| side, she added: Here he is. I'll get
| your clothes-they are out here drying
| by the fire in the shed" She disappeared
| emily, bearing his dried garments. Dress
| yourself while l take pepper into the
| she'd" she said quickly, and ran out into
| the road.
Masterton dressed himself with difficulty.
| Although circulation was now restored
| and he felt a glow through his warmed
| clothes, he was still sorely bruised and
shaken by his fell. He had scarcely fin
| ished dressing when Montagu Trixit en-
| tered from the shed. Masterton looked at
| him with a new interest and a respect he
| had never felt before. There certaily was
| little of the daughter in this keen-faced
| resolute-lipped man, though his brown
! eyes, like hers, had the same frank, stead
| fast audacity. With business brevity
! that was hurried. but not unkindly, he
| hoped MastertOn had fully recovered.
Thanks to your daughter I'm all right
| now" said MaSterton. Il need not tell
you that l believe l owe my life to her
energy and courage, for l think you have
! experienced what she can do in that way
Only YOU have had the advantage of those
| who have only enjoyed her social ac-
quaintance in knowing all the time what
she was capable Of he added sgnia-
cantly,
:'She Is a good girl said Trixit briefly,
yet with a slight rise in color on his dark
! sallow cheek, and a sudden waverng of
| his steadfast eyes. She tells me you
have a message from your directors
think I know what il is but we won't
discuss it now. AS l am going directly to
Sacramento. I shall not see them, but
| will give you an answer to take to them
when we reach the station. l am going to
give you a lift there when my daughter
| is ready. And here she is"
1t was the old Cissy that stepped into
the room, dressed as she was when she
| left her fathers house two days before.
! Oddly enough, he fancied that some thing
| Of her old conscious manner had returned
| with her clothes, and as he stepped with
her into the back seat of the covered
! sleigh in waiting, he could not help say
| ing: II really think l understand you bet
ter in your other clothes" A slight blush
mounted 10 Cissy's cheek but her eyes
were still audacious. "All the same
don't think you'd like to walk down Main
street with me in that rig. although you
| Cnce thought nothing of taking me over
! your old mill in your blue blouse and over
ais" And having apparently greatly re-
| lieved her proud little heart by this enig-
| matte statement she grew so chatty and
| confidential that the young man was sat
isfed that he had been in love with her
! from the first.
When they reached the station Trixit
drew him aside. Taking an envelope mark
! ed Private Contracts" from his pocket