The Carolina Spartan. [volume] (Spartanburg, S.C.) 1852-1896, 1857-02-26
CAROLINA SPARTAN.
Written for the Carolina Spartan.
" SHE KICKED HIM. I"
BY j. +. @.
CONTINUED FROM LAST SPARTAN.

CONTINUED FROM LAST SPARTAN.
The glare of noon came down from an
azure cloudless sky, as left old Major B's
mansion on visit TO Edward M-n.
. The village academy had just dismissed its
scholars, who were running hither and
thither ii. chi..lish glee, from one of whom
I I ascertained the whereabouts of my friend
Edward. AS proceeded towards his resi-.
dence, tired, heart.sick, anu saddened,
unfortunately met Bradsford. Unfortunate.
ly, say, because | cared not 10 have him
question me on the events of thep night.
"Good morning! Mr. F." exclaimed
ing his hand. as not this lovely day for
the season of the year!"
Without paying any attention to his re-
marks, merely bowed, and was about to
pass on, when he exclaimed:
"Come. now, Mr.. f., this viii not do If
my impudence has gone beyond the limits
of nay acquaintance, 1 am heartily sorry,
and offer you a genilemanly apology; but
why do you thus treat me, when my high
est ambition is 10 become the possessor of
your friendship and confidence"
"RealIy, sir" replied. 'you almost tempt
me to remark, that you have paid visit to
yonder foundry, judging from your irony"
.GoodT exclaimed Bradsford; "but you
are doubly mistaken; for | have neither
done the first nor do intend the latter by
my remarks How is it, Mr.. f., that you
have taken such an apparent dislike to me.
Do you know, chat We have been taken for
brothers by very many persons! Lei MS he
i,x-f IL IL Il
not by those Of blood"
How true it is. my reader, that "a soft.
answerturneth away wrath" Somehow or
other Bradsford was winning me over to
his favor, and 4 seemed as though he could
not be the villain which Edward had repre-,
scented him TO be.
.Mr. Bradsford," Ireplied, "you have no
reason to suppose that dislike you, and if
] have manifested suclr n spirit, attribute il
u a sleepless night, excited mind, and any
thing else but deliberate intentiou.n
IL am satisfiedr' said he, sand now come
and walk over with mo to the majors"
Excuse mel am about 10 go in the op-
posite direction, but will probably see you
during the day." replied.
"All right! shall dine with the MAJOR
"The deuce you will" thought,, rs he
moved off in the direction Of the majors
house.
| walked Gu musingly. scarcely knowing
how TO act under such conflicting circum.
stances.
"Had not better allow this affair 10 take
its own course9" asked myself. There
was no good reason why should visit Ed
ward, except that ! had promised it, for |
really had no right to interfere in this love
affair. and certainly no power to change
its tide. What did it matter to me whe
ther Alice loved Bradsiord or Edward! How
ever, determined to fnd out all about il,
as | had so greatly committed myself al.
ready. Was 1t my object, reader, might
descant just Eere upon the beauty of the
surrounding country-its CLASSY lakes, re.
fiecting upon their quiet surfaces the sunay
blue of heaven--its grand old oaks, shelter.
ing the little daisies from the wilherinr
glance Of mondays sun-its mossy
brooks, musically ripping along its pebbled
channel-and the far-away mountains, pl.
ed up against the spotess blue of heaven in
indescribable subIimity and splendid confu
sion. But my simple tale has more to do
with tho world within US than the world
without us.
"lf this Mr.. Edward n --i's iiotise2"
asked Of a boy who was cleaning the brass
plate on the door at which had stopped.
"Guess that is the name OH this thing
he replied, removing the cloth from the
plate.
as he at homel"
"Yes, sir, he always is, except when he
hannans 10 he nufn renlied tha hox,
"WelI, go in and tell him that Mr.. F.
wants to see him.
"Anything else, sirl" asked the boy.
Yes, tell your master that he is big
fool to keep such an mpudent BOBBY about
him as yourself, and il you want to hear
more, shall enter into conversation with
you with my cane"
The boy delivered my message word for
word to Edward, who, in spite Of his low
spirits, could not restrain laughter. He
came TO the door himself and invited me in.
Poor Edward! how well remember his
pale and sad face now, and how vainly he
attempted TO smile when lac bid me enter!
How well, too, | remember his mother,
With her2white lace cap, and tidy broeade
gown, and the holy quiet that reposed IN
her sweet ccuntenance
Edward conducted me TO bis room, after
introducing me to his mother, and me-
thinks will venture to describe It's appear
ance as ! entered
"a just behind tho door stood low French
bedstead, over which was SPREAD q perfectly
white quilt Beside the bed stood small
rosewood table, upon which lay pen, ispef,