The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1903-09-27

Greaser-elected him captain yesterday.
and to-day he received an appointment
as ma orl 1t dries the blood in my veins
to think of iti-that black dog a major!
Good God! am 1 never to hear the last
of him? Cummings wrote it, the fool,
the lying. fawning. soldering fool; he
ought to be shot for it! Neither he nor
mis- paper ever enter my doors again!
And 1 took the dirty sheet from her
hands and tore it to pieces"
Yes" interposed Mrs. Tanberry, 1T
looks as if you had done it with your
teeth"
And stamped it into the ground!"
''Oh. heard YOU" she said.
Carewe came closer to her, and gave
her long look from such bitter eyes
that her own fell before them If
you've been Jreacherous to me, Jane
Tanberry," he said, then God punish
you! If they've met-lny daughter and
that man-while 1 was away, it is on
your head 1 don't ask you, because 1
believe if you knew anything you'd lie
for her sake. But 1 tell you that as
she read that paper, she did not hear
my step on the walk nor know that L
was there until I leaned over her Shout
He turned and walked to the door,
while the indomitable Mrs. Tanberry,
silenced for once, sank into the chair
he had vacated. Before he disappeared
within the house. he paused.
IF Mr.. Vanrevel has met my daugh-
ter he said, in a voice thick, stretch
ing out both hands in a strange, men
acing gesture toward the town that
lay darkling in the growing dusk, If
he has addressed one word to her, or so
much as allowed his eyes to rest on
overlong, let him take care of himself"
ooh, Robert. Robert" Mrs. Tanberry
cried, in a frightened whisper to her
self, all the fun and brightness went
out of the world when you came home!"
For, in truth, the gayety and light
heartedness which, during the great
lady's too brief reign, had seemed
vital adjunct of the house to make. the
place resound with music and laughter,
were now departed. No more did Mrs.
Tanberry eXtemporize. Dan fuckers,
mazourkas. or quadrilles in the ball
room, nor blind mans buff in the Ii
brary; no more did serenaders nightly
seek the garden with instrumental
plunkings and vocal gifts of harmony.
Even the green bronze boy of the foun-
tain seemed to share the timidity of
the other youths a the town where Mr..
Carewe was concerned, for the goblet
he held aloft no longer sent a lively
stream leaping into the sunshine in
translucent gambols, but dribbled and
dripped upon him like d morbid au-
tumn rain. The depression of the place
was like a drape of mourning purple;
but not that house. alone lay glum, and
there were other reasons than the re-
turn of Robert Carewe why Rouen
had lost the joy and mirth that belong
ed to it. Nay, the merry town had
changed beyond all credence; it was
hushed like a sick room, and dolefully
murmurous with forebodings of fare
we'll and sorrow.
For all the very flower of Rouen's
youth had promised to follow Tom Van
revel on the long and arduous journey
to Mexico, to march burning miles I'M
der tropical sun, to face strange fevers
and the guns of Santa Anna.
Few were the houses of the more pre-
tentious sort that did not mourn, in
prospect, the going of son, or brother,
or close friend; mothers already wept
not in secret, fathers talked with husky
bravado; and every one was very kind
to those who were to go, speaking to
them gently and bringing them little
foolish presents. Nor could the hearts
of girls now longer mask as blocks of
ice to the prospective conquistadoreS;
Eugene Madrillon's young brother
Jean, after a two-years' Beatrice-and-
Benedict wooing of TriXie Chenoweth
(InaL notable SpllIlfeJ dIilOutlc6u his
engagement upon the day after his
enlistment, and recounted to all who
would listen how his termagant fell
upon his neck in tears when she heard
the news. And now she cries about
me all the Time" finished the frank
Jean blithelv.
But there was little spirit for the old
merriments; there were no more car
pet dances at the Bareauds', no mas
querades at the Madrillons', no picnics
in the woods nor excursions on the
river; and no more did light feet bear
light hearts through the 'mazes of the
intricate schottische, the subtle ma
zourka or the stately quadrille," as
Will Cummings remarked in the Jour-
nal Fanchon, Virginia and five or six
| others spent their afternoons mourn
| fully and yet proudly, sewing and cut
| ting large pieces of colored silk, fash
Joining a great flag for their sweethearts
| and brothers to bear southwark and
| plant where stood the palace of the
Montezumas.
| That was sad work for Fanchon,
| though it was not for her brother S
| sake that she wept, since, as every one
| knew, Jefferson was already so full of
| malaria and quinine that the fevers of
| the South and Mexico must find him
invulnerable and even his mother be-
| lieved he would only thrive and grow
| hearty on his soldering. But about
! Crailey, Fanchon had a presentiment
| more vivid than any born of the nat
/ ural fears for his safety; it came to her
again and again, reappearing in her
| dreams; she shivered and started often
as she worked on the flag, then bent
her fair head low over the gay silks
while the others glanced at her sympa-
theticaIly. She had come to feel quite
sure that Crailey was to be shot.
but I've dreamed it-dreamed it six
cha Cd 40 %
| her and tried to cheer her. And il
| comes to me in the daytime as though
| 1 saw it with my eyes; the picture OF
you in an officers uniform, lying on the
fresh, green grass, and a red stain just
below the throat"
THAT shows what dreams are made
of, dear lady" he smiled. Wen find
| little green grass in Mexico, and I'm
only corporal; so where's the officers
uniform"
Then Fanchon wept the more, and
put her arms about him, while it SEEM
ed to her that she must cling to him
so forever and thus withhold him from
fulfilling her vision, and that the gentle
pressure of her arms must somehow
preserve him to life and to her. "Ah
you can't go, darling she sobbed
while he petted her and tried to soothe
her. You can't leave me! You be.
long to me- They can't. can't, CAM
take you away from me-"
Cro Be Continued.)
The Meaty Egg.