Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1859-08-27

i must confess / was Interested, and de-
| sired to know more, much more but
asked no questions; | could not forget
the past.
Not long after this learned that tho
fIaync estate, which had passed into the
hauds of some Eastern speculator, was
again for sale. purchased it, having no
definite purpose in view, unless it was the
thought that it would make comfortable
residence for my father in his declining
years, since his OWN cottage WIS fast going
to decay. at once set about repairing
the large mansion on the IIaync farm, for
that too~had felt the mouldering touch of
time; and for that purpose | frequently
drove cut to watch and direct the opera
tons of the laborers.
was one day driving lcisurely along,
whom | cspicd at some distance before nc
an old man, bent with age, and groping his
tedious way along the road. Presently he
sat down by the roadside to rest, and
when came up offered him a seat in
thebuggy,
{" Never mind" he said, "it is only
little way that | havGto 90; just to yonder
school house on the hilltop. 90 there
sometimes when the days arc pleasant like
this, to meet my daughter and accompany
her home from school. She is teaching
you know"
| disrcgardcd his refusal of my offer
and sprung out of the carriage extending
him my hand to assist him to seat, as
though thought it was Il matter of course
that he would ride.
Well, well since you wish it, [ will
go.with YOU, There arc not many that
are kind to the old man now. | am not
what was six years ago. | was rich
man then-vcry rich but speculation did
the mischief See yondcr house, just be-
yond the school it was mine. All it
was a happy home, but it can never be
mine again"
6And thus he babblcd on for the mfr
mites of age, prcmaturcly induced by his
mstortunes, had rendered him garruous.
He was indeed changed; for among all |
had seen since my return home, not ono
had grown so old as he. He did not rec
ognizc me; and as drove-slowly along,
very siowly-for he said many things that
were interesting to mel learned more of
his circumstances, and of the sacrifices,
concessions, efforts, and filial affection of
his daughter lsabcl-thc naneaifectcd me,
will confess it, more than had previous
| J., ascertained.
had often passed the chool-huusc, as
! it was directly on my way to the farm, but
had never before caught sight of the fair
teacher. AS wcnow approached, obscr-
we'd the scholars rushing from the door, and
before VIC drove up, sh, herself emerged,
and stood before us.
All, Isabel, this kind gentleman urged
me to ride in his carriage, and | want you
to thank him in my behalf because you
don't know how it has rested me-"
If had remained unrccognzcd BY the
father, could not escape the penetrating
glance of the daughter Her quickly
changing color indicated at once that she
knew, or'at least suspected who | was as |
turned around my carriage, sprung out,
and offered to assist her in, saying:
Permit me, Miss lIaync--,your father
is futgucd, and will drive you to your
homc-l shall have ample time to attend
to my other BUSINESS afterwards"
She stammered some excuse; | insisted
upon her riding, and had the satisfaction
of seeing her yield.
For a moment gave myself up to the
happy memories of the past. / was again
beside the only being had ever loved |
felt the rustic of her dress against my hand,
and Notwithstanding my exterior coldness
and assumed formaity, L could suppress
the tumult within.
Isabel WAS a little changed; but chang
ed much for the better. The naughty
belle had become the beautiful Madonna.
She was pepsivc, sad. But little was said
during the homcward drive, except that
'hich wax uttered by the talkative old gen
tlcman. ISABEL said nothing. What q
strange meeting. Had / boon an entire
stranger, as NJ. Hayne supposed me, it
could scarcely have been different, She
did, indeed, smile when / lifted her from
the buggy; then lispcd, "Thank you;''
then blushed then palcd again. Mr.
Haync cordially invited me to revisit the
humble cottage, and solicited the honor of
! knowing my name.
| "Is it possible |" he exclaimed, nthis is
our old.friend Temples son and returned
rich, too, they say" God grant you may
make good use of your money. But be
warned by an old man, and mako 10 rush
venture. Here, fsabel, daughter! Did you
know this gontlemanY Tbisis Harry Teuf-
pie. Yoa surely cannot have forgotten
| him. ~. ?,
:" / scarcely recognized him." she repli-t
cd, somewhat confused, as she returned
! from the cottage to lcod her invalid father
into the house. 81 hope We shall have
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