The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1903-04-26

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terview with himself on the way to
Carlow, and they had answered; but
nothing could answer II his eyes were
to play him tricks and bring her Wis
IDLY before him, and with such an eX-
preston as he had seen upon her face.
1t was too real. 1t made his eyes yearn
for the sight of her with an ache that
was physical. And even at that mo-
meEt, he saw, far ahead of them on
the road, two figures standing in front
of the brick house. One was unrnis-
taxable at any distance. 1t was that
of old Fisbee; and the other was a
girls; a light. small figure without a
hat, and the low western sun dwelt
| on head that shone with gold. Hark-
less put his hand over his eyes with a
pain that was like the taste of hem
lock in nectar.
"Sun in your eyes?" asked Heating
lifting his hat, so as to shield the 9TH
er's face.
yes"
When he looked again. both figures
were gone. He made up his mind that
he would think of the only other per-
son who could absorb his attention, at
least for a time; very soon he would
stand face to face with the six feet Of
Drawn and intelligence and manhood
that was young Fisbee.
you are sure he is there?" he ask
ed Tom Martin.
YES" answered Martin, with no
need to inquire whom the editor
meant. Il reckon" he continued, SOL
emily, peering at the other from I'M
der his rusty hat-brim, IT reckon when
you see him, maybe you'll want to put
a kind of codicil to that deed to the
Herald"
"How's that, MARTINI
why l guess maybe you'll-well,
wait tell you see him."
II don't want to wait much longer,
when / remember what 1 owe him and
how / have used him. and that / have
been here nearly three hours without
seeing him"
AS they neared the brick house
HAIRLESS made out, through the trees,
retroactive flutter of skirts on the
porch. and the thought crossed mis-
mind that Minnie had flown indoors
to give some final directions toward
the preparation of the banquet; but
when the barouche halted at the gate,
he was surprised to see her waving to
him from the steps. while Tom Mere
dith and Mr.. Bence and Mr.. Boswell
| formed a little court around her. Lige
Willetts rode up on horseback at the
same moment, and the Judge was wAt-
ing in front of the gate. HAIRLESS
stepped out of the barouche and took
his hand.
ct was told young Fisbee was here"
Young Fisbee is here" said the
Judge.
Where, please Briscoe?"
want to see him right Off"
II do, very much"
You'll withdraw his discharge, ex-
pect, now?"
"Ah!" exclaimed the other. 'I want
to make him a present of the Her
aid II he'll take it," He turned to
| Meredith, who had come to the gate.
tom, where is he?"
Meredith put his hand on his friend s
shoulder, and answered: IT don't know,
God bless you, old fellow!"
1.-THE truth is" said the judge. as
they entered the gate. that when you
drove up. young Fisbee ran into the
house Minnie" He turned but
his daughter had disappeared; how
ever, she came to the door, a moment
later, and shook her head nysteriously
at her father.
mot in the house, she said.
Mr.. Fisbee came around the corner
of the porch and went toward Hark-
less. "Fisbee," cried the latter, where
is your nephew"
The old man took his hand in both
his own, and looked him between the
eyes, and thus stood, while there was
a long pause, the others watching
| them.
| gu must not say lndJ 4 lOiu yOus
he said at last. Go into the garden
But when Harkless' step crunched
the garden path there was no one
| there Asters were blooming in beds
between the green rose bushes, and
their many fingered hands were flung
open in wide surprise that he should
expect to find young Fisbee there. 1t
was Just before sunset. Birds We're
gossiping in the sycamores on the
bank At the foot of the garden, near
the creek, there were some tall n.y.
drangea bushes, flower laden, and, be-
yond them, one broad shaft of the sun
smote the creek bends for mile in
that fiat land. and crossed the garden
like a bright, ut-drawn veil Hark-
less passed the bushes and stepped out
into this gold brilliance. Then he ut
tered a cry and stopped.
Helen was standing against the n.y.
drangeas, with both hands against her
cheeks and her eyes fixed on the
ground. She had run away as far as
she could run; there were high fences
extending down to the creek on each
side. and the water was beyond.
"You!'' he said. "You-you!"
She did not lift her eyes, but began
TO move away from him with little
backward steps. When she reached the
bench on the bank. she spoke with a
quick intake of breath and in voice
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whisper and her words came so slowly
that sometimes minutes separated
them.
can you-will you keep NEON the
| Herald?'"
Keep YOU"
Twill you-let me-help?"
He came near her. II don't under
stand. Is it you-you-who are here
AGAIN."
Have you--forgiven me? You know
now why ! wouldn't-resign? You for
| give--that telegram"
What telegram"
1.-THE one that came to you-this
morning"
your telegram"
yes"
Did you send me one?"
| Eyes"
at did not come to me-"
'Yes-it did"
But there What was 1t about?"
TT was signed" she said, lit was
| signed" She paused and turned
| half away, not lifting the downcast
lashes; her hand, laid upon the arm of
the bench, was shaking; she put 1t be-
| hind her Then her eyes were lifted
| little, and, though they did not meet
| his he saw them. and strange. fright
| ened glory leaped in his heart. Her
voice fell still lower and two heavy
tears rolled down her cheeks. "It was
signed" she whispered, lit was signed
III. Fisbee.'"
He began to tremble from head to
| foot There was a long silence. She
| had turned quite away from him. When
| he spoke, his voice was as low as hers,
4 IL 4.