The independent press. (Abbeville C.H., S.C.) 1853-1860, 1859-07-29
BY W. A. LEE AND HUGH WILSON.


would uevrr dream Of the shallow inc had
cast over :hr Young ~ rnin. Of her lii,..
! Th. fond rn,rnts became alarmed - their
sudden clnhgn whicl, had come over he
only child, their sunli .I,t and joy, aud vain,
" they sought to diver; her mini to some
new ohi"ct, which they hoped might serve
10 di>p"I The gloom now yelling the lively
spirits Of their beautiful. No longer WAS
hea'l her joyous laugh ringing through
! the hall, anl soon her checks became hug
! less IS marble.
| One week and the Stevens set out on
mountain tour, visited the II >t romantic
scenery, and ir"qn"nted the most popular
! places Of amuscmtnts. Tie mountain air
was hracing. and soon the dropping >pirri~
Of the nncompIainiag HELEN began to revive
a"1 the roses again to bloom on her CHEEKS
Weeks rass,l away ere iIvlicn heard
from Hugh Lan'!"n, letter came Il, last,
. AID 'ih The next mail twas a,urncd TN
opened, another came and shared the same
fate, aud still another was returned in the
same m alnrr
| AS the chill mornings Of October came
the Stevens left the nu,,ntain REGIONS and
returned to their beautiful home ;,--.
Young Linden soon after having received
''a''': his last letter, had cnha,k kcd for
Enr"Ne.--hai lost each charm TO
h'n. Twas I. ere. joyous hope had
sprung up into his hca:, only 70 tie ..,pe,i
IN the bud, blasting all his future prospects
t"r he had loved Helen S,"vrns with all
the 'trr""r of a true confi,lng heart an.l
that love was an eternal plant ;!at w"ull
live on, a'',I never de. To him -. sr-mp,!
t"m"d ohl ly to love anl I've loved. And
: though the wurlI 10 him now seemed :,Ii
! v"il and drcar; the last cl'am of hop" lIal
! died out; "hi$ sunlight dreams ,Irpartr,i'
he rou!l n"t wis, ,h"rnS to grow ur IN
! ilr''''ns pathway, but rather that roses
might ll,"'m along the r.n,i>i,i- Of i.r li.-'>
peaceful WAY; knowing Ii. Would eve, he
! I"rn'it,r'! au"Ihcr inter. lew wnh lr' he
50 wildly 'o-c!; twas mr!ness to remain.
Keeping hom h-r SAMMY home. the still
! '"i"r-i f'nt strangely acting II-!I,,..
! Lin: ilrll"n, Hugh WAS t," proud to L.,
the world know his grirf. Silently he took
his departure into Il strange Ixml. tn m,.,
The '"''l @rzc Of the stranger. which WAS
all one I" him now. Slice he d.a,n,.l i..st t.
him the only one h" had ever truly loved.
! Spring came sy.'u wi'h I,"r gay l,!un,ninr
flowers, f;.lin"l hv the warn s,..l, wind.
! The cheerful bids poured E,uh their sweet
! r>t stratus from tie budding h,nyhs. and
all nature, i"!h animate aud iuani.na,r.
SEEMED full "f liz, and i.v
EarIy one lovely Nav morning, ere the
warm bright sun hal 'lrunk in the sp,,k-
ling dew'lr"ps, all gIi!,rriug on the cre.r.
l-a'es and opening flowers, a yornr man
might have been seen sIowly riding and
thoughIfnlly lc"ki"g over Into the uxnri-
ant flower garden; he seemed ln-t il.
thought, 'anl almost paused on l.iS way.
while viewing tie ,asletnly arranged walks.
~" rare bright flowers, hlu>hing ;u III. soft
Sunshine while scnling forth their .,.' .rirr.
ous breath "n the wings OF the Whispering
breeze. Aroun.t the large wilrinws of this
grand old mansion turned the uxnriant
vine, trained by Il hand-and the young
man sighed. as he ,hoaght that, that han,!.
was now colI in death. lie had rode MANY
miles "u' OF hi, way 10 get a glimpse d.
and to visit sp,t more sacred sill. Though
the very th"ngl.t called up III. deepest
s!ghs, y"i it would be n melancholy pleas
ure t" visit the place. whore, lay, hrncalI,
the su'], the only one he had ever sou.h 1T to
win, and he longcd to lay unseen. his weary
head, upon the new n.a,le grave, and waler
v itiI lis flowing tears, the slender roscviuc
! planted by some kind band, to cheer tl.e
'on"ly spot.
Again, and again, the Young man tried
to read the sad inscription upon the marble
slab, but as often did he fail. lie could
get no rther lhan-"In memory of HELEN
Stevens" Ho!s calding tears rushed into his
large dark eyes, forbidJng the compile
ton. With heavy heart Hugh Landen
for twas him, who was thus moru"ing in this
4n'el gravcyard-bade a'iieu to this MOURN
tu' spot and resumed his journey.
Mute and still. he had sat, while listening
to a conversation between two young girls
a few weeks previous. One menlioue.I The
death anl funeral Of HELEN Stevens never
dreaming Of the interest the silent listener
was taking in what was said and of what
sorrow they were planting in his soul. lie
Immediately determined 10 visit the melan.
cl'oIy spot where they had laid his idol and
now his task WAS done, and on lie rode
scarcely knowing or caring whittier lie WAS
going.
"a TO BE CONCLUDED NEXT WEEK..