The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1902-09-21

back and sit down I am sitting
down. my love, and I can not get any
further back than the wall, l an
swered; on which she laughed reck-
lessly, and went away to play shut
fleboard with an individual she des-
cribed as The Gibson man'-although
his name. as l ascertained from the
deck steward, was in reality Mr.. Clar-
ence P. Galloway.
ut was when the customs officer
came on board, however, that Angela
touched the lowest depth of folly. I'm
fortunately, I was placed accidentally
at different table in the saloon while
the usual filling up of papers went on,
and did not see Angela until we were
all leaving the room together. When
l asked her If she had got on Satisfac-
torily, she muttered some indefinite re-
ply coupled with a remark about a
peach that l did not altogether catch.
You can not have any peaches now.
Angela I demonstrated: and her re-
ply know that, never fear, thanks
to this thing!' (hoIding up the hand
that bore her engagement ring(-
caused me almost to fear that the sun
was affecting her brain.
ION the wharf the blow fell. My
trunks were but specifically exam
ined Angela's, to my horror and her
fearful dismay, were gone through and
through till their contents were beaten
up like an omelette. A crowd of fell
low victims who had got off lightly,
gathered round to stare and wonder,
as Angelas Paris blouses were shaken
and pulled about, her soap and tooth
powder boxes opened, her boots and
shoes squeezed, the bottom of the
trunk tapped and examined her pow
der puff shaken, her bottles of scent
and hair wash held to the light. al
most tainted with dismay, and Angela
at last burst into tears that verged
extremely near Mysteries. We both
dreaded the infection of actual person.
al indignities; but this final touch was
spared, and at last the wretched boxes
were delivered over to us, nothing
missing except a sealskin collar, which
the men had conf1scated-I am sure 1
do not know why. They seemed dis
appointed and Infatuated, and Angela's
condition was pitiable. l hurried her
into hack, and begged for an explain
alton. With many tears it came.
" 1t was all the c-c-customs officer;
the one that was at our table when
they came on b-board. American men
are all so handsome-and he was so
very handsome-and when he suddenly
looked up under that becoming c-c-cap
on me-they never do have such eyes
in England, and he seemed to be
trying to read my soul as he Hooked
right through me, and said: Have
you anything dutiable in your trunks %
And-and-so l just blushed up like
anything, and contradicted myself till
don't know what 1 said! And then
the horried thing must have made
some mark on my card, for they treat
ed me like like "a
IT got out the smelling salts at once,
and Gained Lord Wimblebury's fiancee
as well as l could, but it was not till
the next day that she recovered her
equanimity in any degree. 1 did not
regret the incident, for 1 thought that
it had cured her; but I deeply regret
to say that only to-day 1 heard her
saying to caller in our hotel that the
American man needed a second Joan
of Arc to take up his cause, and set
him upon the throne that the Amer
lean women had wrestedl from him.
cannot understand half of her re-
marks, but my instincts foretell danger
to Lord Wimblebury; and again l ask
America: What am 1 to do?"