The Camden weekly journal. [volume] (Camden, South-Carolina) 1853-1861, 1853-06-07
Selefteo Gale.
From, the Illustrated Family Friend.
WINNING A BRIDE,
%OR
THE poRAGING PARTY.
4 TALE. OF THE LAST WAR.

Edward Oailvie was the youngest of FIVE
brave brothers Who served their country. both
in the field and on the sea during the last war.
Their mother was widow of comfortable es.
tate, who dwelt in a pleasant Homestead facing
the waters of Boston Bay Large ellns over
shadowea the roof, and the broad fields inter
.7sperscd with Woodlands extended away on the
right, till they met the fields and woodlands
Iofthe property of Squire IIarwood,a a man OF
substantial wealth, who had an only daughter
ofeig6teen, who was a belle and an heress.-
The road fromsthe Homestead Of widow Ogllyle
wound along the sea beach, with a hedge and
/. green fields on one side borderingit it, aud the
white sparkling sand and the blue waves on the
other. The distance between the two noun
tains was little less than mile; about half
wav between vas bridge of stone, spanning
small rivule, that had course OF half
dozen miles from the interior. -
fswasS about an hour before sunset near the
close of the, war, in the mouth of October, that
Edward Ogilvieowas crossing this bridge, on
his way to visit Annette Harwoed, the beauty
and heiress; for the charms of the rustic belle
had taken captive the young students heart !;
and every evening, for the last month, lie had
directedhis walk in the direction of her abode:
Edward was in his twentieth year, sof good
figure of pleasing but somewhat dithdent
address, and with that cain meditative aspect
peculiar to a student; for such was the young
man. Annette was not loved without giving
her heart. in return; but the Squire, although
he had observed with apparent indifference this
mutual attachment, had =. mind Of his own
touching a matter so interesting to the lovers
themselves.
Edward had got upon the bridge, where he
used to liuger for a few moments as he crossed
to watch the flowing sea rush through the arch
up the creek, and gaze upon its expanse OF
waters; or from the opposite side OF the bridge
contemplate the dark in!etsas itlost itself amid
ioyerhangiug trees in a dell where stood a mill
belonging equally to the two manors
Edward had paused "a moment upon the
bridge TO watch the effects OF the purple light
Of the western sky. reflected upon its mottled
bosom, when his eyes were arrested ny sail
in the oifing. He-c"ntmued to watch it for a
few moments, and then went on his way, and
from time to time glancing seaward to admire
lthes stately and slow motion Of its trackless
passage over the ocean. As he came near the
dwelling, of Squire ;Har&ood, he discovered
that her course was towards the land; but
seeing Annette on the piazza, he forgot the
vessel to hastets to her The. meeting was
morelike that of brother and sister than thato
lovers that Is, 1T was affectiouatc, frank, and
free from restraint I -
awe shall have a lovely evening TO walk
the sunsof will be so pieasant." said Annette,
whom we would stop to describe, if our pen
~couldao Justice to her beauty: We will, how.
ever. saw the color. Of her eyes was deep sea-
blue. and they sparkled like waves dancing in
the sunlight; her lips had doubtless been
nair of cherries, stolen by Cupid, to make her
mouth the prettiest mouth imaginable. Her
smile was sunshine, her form sylph like and
blooming with youth, her voice full OF music,
and every motion as graceful as fawn's She
was GOOD humored, intelligent and suitably
grave, was just the maiden to ensnare stu
dentfike Edward Ogilvie.
,eYes, Annette; the air is rich with golden
tints and soft as June evening. Suppose we
ramble towards the village and listen to the
martial music of the soldiers as they march
from the ground"
s,"I should like 1t Of al things. My father
saws our compapy,5the Blues, made the finest
show Of any, on parade to-day,
she was at the review, then!t
ayes, and acted as Major or Colonel, be-
lieve, at any rate, he has just come home on
horseback, in full uniform, with sword oy his
side, and looks as brave, tell him, as cru
sading knight. He told me to hold my little
tongue, and so have, for full minute"
"And the longest time you ever held IT Net
ty," said the Squire, coming OUT of the house,
his chapeau in hand and his sword unbelted
and beneath his arm. "Ah, Edward, good
evening, man. Fine day We have had Tor the
general muster"
eyes, sir! are the troops dismissed yet Z
s.Not all"
:. ave were going up the road to the hilltop
to listen to the music, father" said Annette.
aNo, no! stay at home child" said the
Squire gravely. Il suppose master Edward
has asked you to go!'
81 did, Mr.. Harwood; thought the walk
might be pleasant"
aHumph! Look you, Young man" said
Squire Harwood, bluntly, "military music is
not made for the amusement OF studlous youths,
after idling the day over musty books nor
merely to please lassies ear. 1t Is the voice
of the spirit of liberty, and calls the young
men Of the land to fight her battles, and the
maidens to make them clothes to fight in, and
colors to fight under. You, | see, like my An
nette, and so far as can see, she likes you