The southern enterprise. [volume] (Greenville, S.C.) 1854-1870, 1859-07-07
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/ It Is a. stately mansion, and the fair woman
@ho.is It's mistress seems fitted ito preside over
this elegance: Tonight shs gives d large marty.
She is alfred for the reception Of her nssts and
now, while che awsits their coming let ms sketob
her for yon.. - ..s
!, Mrs CRffouls woman Of rare beauty. Her
form is above. e.thes medium height. and the most
! perfectly majestic Of my woman,s 1 have ever
seen. Her hair is-a rich, dark brown her com.
I Plesion white and cold1oohing. There ,is no
eoloring anywhere but in the lips, which arc a
deep red. Her eyes aresdeep bbie--not loving
/ eyes. but cahi and bright long brown lasbes
sweep her marble cheek her lips are truly haagh.
tys.and her eyebrows proqd. J, - J.
She Is dressed in purple velvet very long and
ample SKIRT, and made low at the throat. There
Is but one ornament in her heavily braided hair,
which is.a small pin set with diamonds. Her
! dfoss is fastened at the throat with diamond
broeeh. and she wears diamond earrings Upon
her round white Arms are heavy bands OF plain
| goid- N.s
But theroons begin 10 en- A dainty piece of
girlhood In rose. se.coiored Grape, md With light.
brown rihgets sweeping 10 her waist, trips TO the
side Of Mrs Clifton aud bending her aueenly
head down to bers, whispers.
!" 81 persuaded n friend Of ours, Mr.. Denmore
who has Just arrived, TO come with us, assuring
hin, he would be Welcome"
What is there in this childish creatures whis
PER that calls the blood 10 the check. Of sybi
Chiton,an theureceding seems TO leave it winter
than beforef Tn. white Fingers are. clasped al.
most convulsiyely fr an instaIIt--and then Sy yhi
is herself asnin. cold and very calm.
Other guests nre now making their,way to Mrs
Clifton. Her eyes are liked upon tlkca. before
they observe her. and slight shu,lder betrays
tha, oueof the gestlemen approaching is the one
of whom. Kittie Meade whispered. causing her
f'revious emotion. ,,-
MY friend. Mr.. Dcnuore, who returned from
Enrope last week, has arrived in ,his.eity to-day.
prevailed upon him to accompany me here this
evening" 4.
Mr. Dsnmnre stnr;s mp, bending his eyes up.
on the lady before him. and his lips lSrt as il to
say something more than acknowledgement of
the intrdductior; and then hastily controlling
himself ne bows over the lady's hand with tile
most finished cmtesy. -,
:. Sybil Clifton raises her eyos casually to the
strangers face and, extending her,iiand, says:
MIR. Denmore is Welcome totnighe'
- She betrass no emotion before him, She
smiles the Same smile, and is the same gracefal
selEpossessed woman before him that shesis to
others., He moves amid the other guests with
Frank Meade. bowling, and smiling, and, chatting
but those dark eyes are continually seekihgthe
form Of sybil Clifton. = .
Finally he offers her his arm for a prcmcnsde
He leads her TO the conservatory ;and, al The far
ther end. amid the rich odor of beautiful flowers
he paused--and stepping before her, says.
"Sybi', when com. TO :hesoiyee of Sirs. Cliff
ton tonight 1 did not know l was 10 find in her
Sybil Dean. Il owe you this apology for my In
-trusioh, or i would not have annoyed You by
asking Your company for a pronfenade" 81.
told you, MIR. Denmsre. you were welcome; !;
ESybil Dean, or Sybil Clifton has never so far.
lower herselfas to utter any thing, even fdr the
sake ofconrentipnalisus that was uutrue.p
I And asshc stood there with the rich folds of
her,velyet dress falling around her queebIy form
she lnoked the-yery impersonation Of honor aid
indomitaole pride.
Edward penmore, as he stood beside the cold
calm woman wbote hauglry manner betra, ed
not the slightest quieks,,ihg of the pulse, was as
proud as herscliin HE bearing. His eyes, that
could look. dreamy aud soft as n woman,s were as
proad in their midnight blaekness us were hers
! ."since have made'my apology and you have
assured-me % its nrediessDess, we viii retnrn to
the society of- hose who Think win he more de
siroussof o,rpresence than we are Gf the eSelu
! sive;society Of each. others, ~
Edward Denmore, you led me to othis con
sersatory for the purpose OF oyerpowsring me
| with your pride and Indifference Know thpt I
have read your r1otiyei and kno&, still further
that lhsyoprids sufficient to match .so6r own
once yon saw me tremble, aud saw my eyes fiji
with tearS atyom btter words--ll,ut not one fell |
this check has never yet been stained by a tear
fas you tcall them back to their soureesbeiofe
that IL is. neatly two .years since we parted,
and IN that time there have been many changes"
AYE. many ehauges--but time has not alter.
ed you anv, Sy biI Clifton Il has only thrown an
other mantle. Of ie; around yonr frozen SELF,
Pray teil me .howtyour husband likes the ee.npan.
ionship of the-stataary have ciilfed,"
I ;'Edwsrd Denmores bow dare you.s ,l,is to
met How dare YOU speak such words OF my mo-
bic husband tses you d, not unde e,stani me.
Las'on' Three ysafsngo I was betrothsd 70 you
! i4I.i upon year hearts unworthy shrine my wo
.r,an purcsfrs lose, Ip lesS thar one year ,ou
sdistrustSd me, mud in a nnnlent of apser threw
back the love I gave. Yeu believed the yor
of q discarded suiior whuse soul wasso small that
!; he gsaaasa bs te.l q ssofpique at MY refusal by
tell G you that ! bad once, confess loved
hin, and many other ~ gs my hl shali not re,
! peat At N. frat bdrst of cruel words from you,
my ei-,s, cart Hsgrieyed; but in an instant,
i've N 1 knew d,eir sause. my grief wAs gone.-t
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