The Carolina Spartan. [volume] (Spartanburg, S.C.) 1852-1896, 1857-09-24

.nu Neot,'rte LOT her Weuung-uay. Drink
4 Mr.. Thornton did as he was desired.
4 Miserable blockhead! he conceived that he
'Fwas in favor with the miller, for some rea-
i son, and that the ale ia question would be
/ drank to celebrate las Wedding day. =.
4 ell, you've got in a nice mess, and
4 pulled other folks along with. e, hey!" said
tho p,lllsy, after e had drank, aud reliled
I his pipe. (, =, y, 8 s,..
VI have been very unfortunate, sir, but I
feel the losses of ~, friends far more than
! do my own,p replied Tom.
Yoti DO, do 'el Then yon are a bigger
fool, tbun l look e for. How much has
! your father, lost, now.'
II can't fay. A good deal too much.n
"a thousand poundl"
"Near about, / fear"
! More, I'm told. And tbat1r take all
his ready money. and AZ the tat stock on
I his farm TO pay, besides il4sbig wheat rick
I Prices is7down, Tom Thernton"
'E be has lost more than a thousaud, it
j will; but he can pay it, sir.p
Z. Every likely he can. But when YOU
come to my house, from this time, let il be
! MA peighborly way, and in no other, Tom,"
saiJ the miller, conceiying that he was
+! treating his guest with extreme delicacy
and tenderness. "Don'tcome here hank,
ering alter oiir Charlotte, Tom--dont come
/ here,a coolling. lad wun't let her have
/ e, and she don't want to-"
MIR. Henley, this istoo hard" said Tom.
II am not after you daugbter FOR her money,
SIR. With her love, III take her joyfuliy
without shilling, and bless the day / Get
her. love her for herself alone, sr."
at won't DO, Tom Thornton. Whoever
marrie' her must lie well oil. She has
been vel! brought mp, she has; and her
eddicaiion has cost me a sight o money. 1t
won't do at all, Tom
q can maintain her equal to her bring.
| ing.up," said Tom. "I'll work early and
late, sir"
"It won't do. Tom. ] say nothing aren
You for your works better pitcher in
bayfield, never see, except myself, when
was yonr age: and shall be glad 10 have
@ come over, as usual, in a neighborly way.
and pitch mine, when it's fit 10 carry. tell
e, like e, Tom Thornton. But don't YOU
come alter my da'ter, because she don't
want TO have 'e."
"Il never believe il, till hear it from
her, sir" said Tom, rising. "She loved me-
sir, know it; and | have dore nothing to
forfeit her love. We have stood at the
foot of our mothers graves, side by side, in
the old cl,urcii-yard, beneath The Id ycw
tree. Twas there felt she loved me, sure
aud true. rs loved her. She loves me
still, sir" he added, slowly.
81 tell e she DON'T roared the miller,
an rral- -lit.. 4. L
yar,i!-ali humbug! Don't talk to me
about love in old church-yards. didn't
court her mother in the church.yald, and
she was-neser mind." said the miller, be
coming suddenly calm. The memory of
The dead. 1t came upon the strong mans
] passion, and queled it, as the rain from
/ heaven beats down the stormy sea. He
smoked sometime in silence-his face turn.
cd away. When he again froned Tom,
his features were as hard as ever, and his
eye stony.
"fom," said he, coolly and deliberately
''slie don't love e at all-she told me 10
tell e not TO come here ageu She would
sooner have the soger."
"Do yous iil" said Tom.
DO vii! Ay, dol and so tell e
candid! lou ought not 10 want telling; If
you want blind, you would see it yourself
I DO e expect her 10 say, Tom Thornton, !
have fell in love with this soger officer!n
Mo- cried Tom, furiously."
! We'll, then, irop l.;suere cooriing bust
ness, and let us ., on friendly and com.
tortabie. | shall be always glad TO see e,
in neighborly way; aud always have
pipe, pot, and a knife and fork for e, and
Charlotte II look upon e as :, particular
friend. Maybap, have o for her b!ides
man; don't know as she can get better
looking one
! Mr.. Thornton looked at the plain spoken
man about a half a minute, then took his
hat and rushed out.
The false old villain comforted himself
upon hoIesult Of the conference. II was
better for both parties, he thought, for he
was resolved that they should not marry,
and this would put IN end 10 their further
intimacy.
After hurried walk Of fifteen minutes.
Tom Thornton looked about him. and found
himselfa a. the gate OF the old church yard.
lie entered, aud slowly pacing along the
walk, came to yew tree of great size and
%nIiqniiy Here he stopped, beneath the
shadows ofits gloomy boughs. The night
was dark and lowering. Sometimes, the
light OF the moon fell with ghasty glare
( upon Tie graves and headslones; and, again,
thick clouds swept over her. aud wrapt
everything in pale gloom.
As Ensign Dobson and Miss Henley ap.
preached the church-yard, he proposed ,hat
ley should take another path 10 her Ia
Tiers house.
"Are You afraid of ghosts, or of taking
cold" said sIo
"Miss Henley" said Dobson, with mar
tlai mir. "the man who has been Injured to
the hardShiPs of military life, and Taught
to march undauuled TO the cannons mouth,
does not dread taking cold, and is moi
afraid Of any thing"