The Carolina Spartan. [volume] (Spartanburg, S.C.) 1852-1896, 1856-06-26

he is here, and they are to meet now at
last. Tis the strangest notion that ever
got into clever girls head, and as you
know there's no mistake about her being
clever"
"Very smart woman, indeed; unusually
so-but tell me all about that I've heard
Of some queer notion she had about some.
body, but never could get AT the story. Tell
me all about it, won't youl"
"Well, I'll tell you. Last winter, some
where about the first Of December, we were
down at Uncle Harry's, in Mississippi Coz
and used to sleep together. One night
about two or three o'clock she woke me
up, "Bettie," said she, am married; and
they've taken me away from my husband,
or him from me, and you don't know how
miserable l feel"
III knew she had been dreaming, and
supposed she was only half awake then; so
| thought I'd talk to her, find out her
dream, and laugh at her in the morning,
for she always cared less about beaux than
any girl l ever saw; SO, said |,
We'll, that's pity, coz. Was he hand
somei"
"Yes, Bette, he was the handsomest
man ever saw; at least, think So"
"Did you use to know him, coz!"
"Never saw him before they married him
to me. But, oh, Bette! do love him SO
dearly! Where is he?"
He'll be back presently, / reckon,
What was his namel"
George"
George Who'll What was his other
namei"
Il don't know"-and, signing YEARLY,
she turned over and went to sleep again"
"In the morning | jested her abou, it,
but she took it very gravely. She said
she had been married to George. and he
had been separated from her. She loved
him very dearly, and knew she would be
his wife one Of these days; but she wished
she could be then. Well, every now and
then she would talk to me about George;
but, except being able 10 describe him very
minutely, she can tell nothing of him; seems
so confused she cannot get 1t straight in
her own mind.
THAT is rather odd Does she think
she would know him again if she was to
see himi"
Certainly; and more than that, she says
she knows when he is near her. and has
seen him twice. In the spring, she insisted
that he was on the boat with her, and after
we got on the wharf declared that she saw
him, and lac knew her at once About two
weeks ago she said she saw him pass in
the cars, aud that he knew her again. Now
she says he is here to night. She is very
anxious To see him, but feels very nervous
about H."
"What do you think Of all this"
II don't know what TO think" said Miss
Bette, graveIy. ut any one else were to
talk so, should think they were crazy
But know she is not crazy. ! wish
knew wha. TO think. What is your opin-
ion of ii!"
Merely Ls effect OF an over excited i'm
agnaton. In her dream sho has recalled
to her memory the face Of some person she
had seen, perhaps in childhood and seeing
the persons you allude to for ouly few
seconds, she saw in them a real or imagi-
nary resemblance to the face. Those cases
Of excited fancy are not uncommon, even
in very sensible people"
Excited agination-thunder!" NUT
tered |. brownies here now" and with
eager eye scanned the crowd, moving
through it rs well as ! could, until | got
near the lining'room door, through which
most Of the ladies entered tho ballroom
Presently heard voice. | knew it was
hers ct the first word. looked under the
arm of huge man before me, at d there
was Brownie, in all her glorious beauty,
leaning on the arm OF an old gentleman
My heart beat-every pulsation sounding
through me like the clang of sledge
hammer. Presently her escort left her for
a while, and lifting the huge man out of the
way, extended ny band To her, and could
say nothing but "Brownie" Her face
turned white as marble, and then the red
blood rushed back TO it, She only said,
80 Georgei' but her soft, small hand met
mine with the same encircling, absorbing
clasp. | looked round 10 see that no one
was noticing us, drew her out of the door,
and throwing over her head the first scarf
! laid my hand on, we wandered through
the long dining room into that glorious old
portico which runs the whole length Of the
building. Among that old poTtieo we
walked that night until the hall was thin.
ned, and the last dancer left, and the band
put up their instruments in their green bags.
and went nobody knew were; and when,
at midnight, bade her good night at her
cabin door, she was my Brownie aud was
ber George
am writing in the old back parlor, and
at the table with me sit Brownie aud aunt
Deb, while upon the carpet, all mixed up
into one, are Una, and little Brownie and
George, jr.
: HrT At BARNUM-I. was announced
sometime since that Barnum was preparing
an immense gutta percha ball hoIIow-iu
which to make the descen, of Niagara Falls
This gag to hnmbug the public is well hit
off by the following announcement:
PRoGREss.-There is at present in opera.
ton near Boston jumping locomotive
which only touches the ground once in q