The Carolina Spartan. [volume] (Spartanburg, S.C.) 1852-1896, 1857-10-15

.uen'' ony the warm love and young hopes
in their breasts; but these ,riumphed, even
in the sorrow Of the hour. He held her in
his strong arms, for one last caress, and
then released hor. In another minute he
was gone, And SO they Parted with .wrlngs
hearts, fearing, as many Young lovers have
feared, that the iourglass of time, or aho'
scythc of death, would stand between them
in this life.
I III.
Stephen Sellon pulled his hat over I'D
4 eyes, and bent his steps towards the. little
I'lnn, where bis worldly goods were packed
ready for transit, IN depressed and re.
morseful state of mind. He was miserable
enough, aud though he bit his lips and
cleuehed his teeth, h was hard work 10
keep:the tears from starting. II was in
vain that he inwardly exhorted himself not
4 to feel this wringing pain at his heart;
4 tlii4 he repeated to himself, at first mental
fly, and afterwards aloud for greater effect,
that hard wise saying of Queen Elizabeth,
Time will comfort US, and why not do for
ourselves Times object" Nature, not man
hood. was uppermost. His dinner was des-
patched, and then he lighted his pipe, cross.
Cd his legs, and gazcd moodily into the
fire Lie folded his arms tightly across his
chest thinking OF her. Then he opened the
window, and leant out with some romantic
idea that the wind would watt her breath
TO him, or the same moon should look down
OH both. lie had not naturally gonius
for selftorment, quite the reverse; but in
love man will do such things. In his
minds eye he beheld her as his wife: and
again, he saw her fretted and worn. s,rur
! Cling for her father with adverse circum.
stances, and sinking quietly, bat surely,
while his arm would be far from her
Then an organ,boy added his mite of
torture, and commenced Angio d'amore.
q song he had often heard Margaret sinp.
be turned away as if he had been stunr. II
suggested unfaithfulness, and he tried 10 re-
call her actual words No vow had been
| given, though much had been implied. So,
being driven from the window bv the orrau.
he returned and faced hisfricnd the fire
watching ring after ring Of pale buosrnoko
ascend, until he fell into a sort Of doze:
then started up, looked Mt his watch. cot
his luggage together, and hurried off in
time to catch the night-train for town.
de got into an empty second class car
rage, placed !is carpetbag under his head,
spread his plaid on the seal, stretched him.
sell out at fall length, and, lircd in body
| and mind, fell asleep, and woke IL Jonlo1.
lhe sharp morning AIR, tho mulkv atmos
phere, the huge pile Of houses, btokc ON
ms eyes rs hc vawned AMI shyered with
that uneasy. unwaihei sou. ltiom which =,
nights travelling generally leaves rher.
was not more than time >uilicei IL swallow
! cup OF hot coffee. aud reach the South
Eastern terminus for the down.train To
I Folkstone
Three days from u,at time stephen was
nj Marseitscs, and was engaged there III
Seamens wages to work under the enoi
noor in the Peninsular and an Orient,
steamship Ava, 1t sailed, and he sped on
| ms way; If his hear, WAS heavy, his spirit wa,
good; if his belief in Margarets faithful.
ness was very considerable, his belief in his
own was amazingly firm.
N.
1t was perhaps dozen years after this
that lady, warmly clad in silks and furs.
walked down the principal street Of Wen
| don one winters day. She carried small
roll OF music under her cloak and stopped
ut one OF the large clustered houses that
thanked The cathedral in their welIbred
gloom and stiffness. She rang tile bell
and was quickly admitted into the drawing
room. She opened her music, laid aside
her wrappngs, and revealed the face of
Margaret Merton Full, CAV, handsome
and careless, with bewitching drolorv
about the mouth, anl rather ,nasterfnl
eye Presently the door was opened, and
q tall aud wil'ul looking girl, with n pair of
flashing blue eyes, almost ran in. She
wonld haze embraced Margaret oa the spot.
but the latter drowned the ellJrt IN her sir
nlicant way; She laid her hand ON lie
young lady's shoulder, SAYING:
well, Cecile, how is lhe voice, and how
nave yoI progressed wit, the song?'
"p, Miss Merton, papa says | am hoarse.
anu that have cold; but let me try"
For myself, | think il an undoubled fact
that school girls pay greater attention TO
lessons received from masters than from
'her own sex; and make no question that,
when the enlightened and plalonic nature OF
The age admits of youths being instructed
by female professors, the converse of the
proposition will hold good. At the same
Tune, there is another fact 10 be placed
against this, as has always been the case
win every fact since the world begun; and
mat is, that woman of certain age, who
has set.control, and has cultivated her pow
ers OF fascination. can, if she chooses TO do
1t, acquire an influence over young girls !
which almost amounts to idoatiy on the
one side, and against which even n lover
can hardly hold his own. So Margaret
Merton, who liked to be narming, and !
was necessilated in her character as music
teacher to eschew flirting, made horselfpar-
tculary charming to her pupils, who all
adored her after the fashion Of young girls. |
We may also suppose, if VIC like, that she
though lat a little Of poor Stephen, and for /
his sake did not wish to lose her skill in !
the art of being delightful for want of prac-
tice. So the two sat down and proeeeded |