The Carolina Spartan. [volume] (Spartanburg, S.C.) 1852-1896, 1857-10-15
CAROLINA SPARTAN,
From Dicken' Household words
How the Old Love Fared.

How the Old Love Fared.
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$Qns morning the sup shone gloriously
from his blue home in the skies atllwart a
few pale clouds. Then its rays fell dis
!. heattcned aud cold on some two or three
hundred yards Of nlurky atmosphere. be.
meath which lay q arising town.
-s The streets were somthinc narrow. and
the houses were curioasly janlmed, and lad
!. e petlnanently hlackened look; but what
they lacked in size and beauty they com pom
sated for in number. Seafaring men stood
talking IN groups at the Corners of the
crossings. Every pair Of trousers ia the
place was. more or less daubed witt, far:
and some of those who. we're -th sui were. fine
,stalwart specimens OF the SAXON race. viii,
bullet head. bull -dog neck, handsome sun
burnt face, land crisp fat yeitcy7 cufIs
Snait boys Of ,iivs geags old wore iiieir
fsthefs sou gesteis- 2 =. ~ - s -
9ps los led an pot,lets as .la s;AAsse3 aior;r
thessSests alse q a s sss cli niibiitt g.,
un n gaast spfE Sfa fiS ssa sAion. IN
scrtfng Dis t1sz isi iflielais.s ss. AID he,<1
ing on by iSsejeciieas f,otao be dscsiuedSby
ordinary eyes. Iia Sfsli more than. once.
aud from fair height too; but rose nothing
daunied, aud doggedly reccminenced the
ascent They all wore a reckless, seIf.fel
ant mir, and were, / suppose, of the proper
stock to make British sailors Even the
less respectable OF the women who we're
wrangling among the men, differed strange
~ from the faded worn out objects who are
daily placed before the magistrate in our
London police courts. Their laughte, was
loud, their voices deep, their limbs massive.
Very vsrile indeed they looked, and we're.
Further on 10 The right some stupendous
works were IN course OF otconsfruction. Thews
aud sinews were to be seen there, .suclI as
only England produces, toiiing doegediy
aud perpetually, Siesm' engines Of various
fnrsnsAand uses weie.t tpiliag also after their
fashion '-l;e.s t. rdap wafer "a. aad here
20 pump wa,-r .5ssiiss bose, there
sere SOM hgeasi sse ,,osses sairaggin.. !.
t'"s'SI'S' 81 a - f7.sf (, they were
i'ste nss,t % t'n ag,,.fs. siui cared les
.ilaa.no.ihie,y l,siat Sbe ,,sise ri.ey were
OF the sort pfanlnsis t,sssizae,s are so mnei,
stnftten With when they see them. in .tlie
dray-carts in London, very carefully tended:
many Of them are gaiiy ernamented With
ribbons, plating of hair, brass settings, and
the Ike, according to the taste and ability
OF the man who losked after each particn
4 lar horse. The works themselves were
we'll worth an examination. The workers
were pushing out sgroins and breastings
which must have astonished the sea as
they gradually forced it out of its old land
marks.
y happened more than once tha. il had
IN the night time arisen aud reveuged itself.
and that in a few hours belabor Of months
had been swept away. But The next day
saw men calmly setting TO work to repair
the damage with double care, and replace
the wall with fourfold strength. Moretian q
score OF broad acres were already redeemed
from the salt waters. Here and there
might be observed thoughtful,lookinq men
standing, watching keenly and with con-
trscted brows the progress Of things.
Standing rather apart with folded arms
and profoundly discouraged air. youno
gentleman was likewise gazing round him.
Hewas oad-shouldered, rather under.szed.
but not ill-rpade and muscular. He had
full blue eyes, quantity of hair of a tawny
red, large mouth, garnished with set of
capital teeth. Naturally his smile was cor.
stant, bright and joviai; but now il was
considerably overcast He walked up TO
one of the contractors with the air of n
man who has made up his mind to last
effort.
Ihen you do not see any prospect of
employment for me, Mr.. Langfordr
"No, do not indeed, Selon. You see
Kenny manages it all, and he has the cash
That place would have just suited you, and
you. would have done the work far better
than Renny's nephew It's not the right
roan in the right place, Stephen. But the
man is.in the place. and right will not turn
him out while might keeps him in. I'm
very sorry for IL Stephen, but it cannot be
helped" )
20" Well, goodbye, then, Langford. / shall
be at Wendon on Sunday They shook
bands and parted.
1T was Sunday in the old town of Wen.
don; and the cracked bell Of q large church
was changing forth its invitation to the peo.
pie to enter its opened doors. 1t was an
old church You might tell that, by its
strange, high, numbering pews, which no
devout young Oxford curate had swept vet
away. The windows were cobwebbed and
dusty, with here and there pane of staiu.
cd glass in quaint pattern; these were dis.
tributed with perfect irregularity. These.
windows looked on TO the backs Of gloomy
houses, and on to worn gravsstones, where
The forefathers Of those who now stood
thsre slept. Long, tangled, sickly grass
twined about the gravestoncs; one or two
were ornamented with msigolds aud oys.