The Carolina Spartan. [volume] (Spartanburg, S.C.) 1852-1896, 1857-12-31

more woe into ,heaxt already crushed be.
| meath its weight Mol must see the dear
girt ana speak With heron The cub bjsct a.
once, and, 90 ssying, she hastily summoned
her maid, who made her appearance, and
| to whom Lala comm uuicated her Wishes. -
Lsolins soon entered the room, and seat-
ed herself beside Lula. "a ssse. s-s-ars 90 :,
"Leoiine," said Lula, taking the dainty
hand ofthe merry-heartel maiden, !. Y You said
| awhile ago that Dean mond loved one OF us,
! aud that that one, was-not yourself; do you
,ueans to say, Leo!iue, that Desmond loves
met..3>'..SE g'asss-'; ~ r. .,'s.c-...s,i ~.
"LeoE 4" exclaimed Lula, with mucl.
emotion, "do, yoa, really mean What you
sayf Think, my dear girl, of what you
say''e.'''ses,' : ''.es.'r, - seear,i - a.''ss,
'"Luia, replied Leoliue, "what motive
| could have in telling you that Desmond
was in love with you, unless: I knew it to
| be fact!' '' N''
"But may You not be mistaken, Leolinel'
-"No, Lula. solemuly declare to you
that he does love you." lese. s.s.~.'- b, -
"Ihen, Leoline, as you have told rae this
much, will tell you canslidly, that I love
Desmond as, fervently rs be can possibly
| love me."s 49, -tr s....s,s.. =, -
Then, Lula, may God send his sweetes,
| benedictiops upon your heart, for the con-
hdence which you have reposed in me
Desmond has loved you for more than five
| years, and loves you now, with all the tet.
vor Of earlier years, and would willingly
part with all his fame for tue possession OF
your heart .. --'..
"Dear Leoline, you have made me hap.
py, and it you only knew how / have loved
Desmond, you would pity, rather than
| blame me Tor my pride, and apparent inJif
ference. In early life, by the persuasion OF
my parents, rejected his oyertures Of lore,
merely for their qualification, but | have
ever loved him." ga "f'2'--- - - @s-
"And will you be. his, Lular"
"Hisl-O, Leoiine, ever since this hear,
has been capable of feeling, or the mind ol
thought, have been his" 'a '~
Lula" said Leoline, desmond dimes
with us today. Promise me that you will
see him, promise me that you will cast
aside your pride, and meet him as you
should, and all will yet be we'll"
| II do promise il, dear LeoIine," replied
Lula. o. :, ,ls- ...,'.
"fhen, Lula, as sure as Heaven is pure
and God is merciful. SO sure is il, that you
will soon be happy" =
MY dear little beauty" replied Lula, al
viii be led by you, aud guided altogether
by your advice aud counsel"
LULA" said Leoline, I'VE depend upon
our heavenly father for all our happiness in
this vale Of tears. Will you kuerl with me
in prsyer!p ra. =. sr.
..Yes, dear Leoline; surely your prayers
will avail" -
Reader. We must pause here awhile. Ter.
haps Que Of the mo.t beautiful Sights upon
earth is two beautiful maideus kneellng in
prayer before the great God, ihroued amid
The undying sp!endors of Heaven, asking IL
be guided according 10 his wisdom, desiring
10 te led into the ways Of truth, and direct
ed into the right path ~
Hush we must not tread with our un
sanctifed feet that holy place, nor poIlu,e
with our foul breathing the air that is
being periumedr with The fragran, voice ol
prayer. --ea s-t =
Let US take walk to Desmond's cottage
and see what is taking place there.
- Desmond WAS sitting in his library. writ.
L "'S "oo'SsS tof tuc OYudSH dnHtAt(Q{Or.
when Lionell Evans entered.
"Lionell.", said De.mond, awhst in the
name Of soapsuds are you walking into INV
room Tor, when am trying, rs hard rs
possible, 10 meet the demands of the '.dey;l.r
who has been running after me for the last
half an houry'
~r "Ihe desil!-what do you meanl"
"lhe printers devil, to be sura."
Are you publishing your lecturei"
"Nc, ain not exactly publishing" re.
Piled Desmond, upsetting the inkstand p.
on his manuscript. "Now, just look at
that" continued Desmond, did mortal ever
pass through such skirmish."
take 1t easy, old fellow" said Lionell.
lake 1t easya-why, bless your foolish
soul! can scarcely write a single sentence
before the deoiP walks into the room and
asks for more copy ! wish there was no
such thing as Christmas holidays"
"Why noll" asked Lionell.
"Well, these printers run after fellow
iiF" a thousand brick, expect him 10 write
| - Thousand lines in minute, and punc,u.
ate it properly beside. Ii you ask them
the reason Of their great hurry, they will
'S'' yoe "'oy "oHt W saFe SnTisttnaS uay.
"Pshaw! Desmond; you are too hard up.
on them"
"Too hardl"
. "Yes, entirely too hard" replied Lonell;
"they are the most useful class of citizens
that We have"
"Great pity, then, that the boys in the
Squash Annihitotor" set type so outra.
geously fast. | have bet fifty dollars that
could keep up with any printer in America,
and won the bet more than eight times; but
these fellows just set type like warriors, and
ITS no manner OF use to try to keep up with
them"
"WeIi, Desmond, shall leave you for
the present at the mercy OF the printers"
"L'oneli," replied Desmond, .'do absent
yourself as quick as possible, for il is lust
L -lmpOsslhla 10 W rte IN hila ro,,- - L