The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1860-12-13

sNever-I must &C" said, coldly.
Harry" she replied, meekly, "do not
90. Your father, brothers, sisters, will all
blame me. You were to stay until Twelfth
day"
II cannot endure this torture-it is too
much," cried.
Harry, Harry, stay for my sake-or
rather 1 will 60"
81 will not allow it. My departure is
irrevocably fixed -"
'sInfatuated boy" said she, and turned
away to hide her tears.
Before q week 1 had exchanged into
regiment on the verge of departure to
India.
1 spare the reader my campaigns in In
dia. arrived there ia Il desperate mood.
l had rejected the advances of the young
ladies who accompanied me on my jour
nev. l hated the sight of a woman. L
landed a misanthrope-disappointed, and
clad to follow career that promised early
death.
At the end of this time l was invalided
home. I was very ill wounds and chole-
"a had laid me as low as they well could.
During the whole time I never wrote
home once. and received no letters. L had
my income unspent at my bankers. l
determined to die comfortably, SO travel
ed overland to Marscillcs, and thence to
Paris. felt that l had not many months
to live so took up my quarters at the Ho-
tel DIES Princes. AS an invalid | engaged
an apartment on the first foor-eXpensive,
but very comfortable.
was selfish, morbid, valctudinarian,
full of fancies and dmonomanias; atyrant to
my servant disagreeable to all around me.
What cared I? The world and had no
further relation. l was dying.
On my arrival in Paris I had some spare
cash, but drew on my London agents for
more, after advising them of my arrival.
I babe them transfer any balance which
might be due to my bank in Paris. re-
ceivcd an answer by return of posts;
'Thc balance due to you and now in
our hands is seventeen thousand andsomc
odd pounds. Are we to transfer the
whole amount your account.or will you
draw for whatcvcryou require? We shall
feel highly honored by tho latter course,
which will show your intention of contin-
ing our service"
What on earth did they mean? The
men must have lost their senses.
I turned to the back Of the lctter-''Slr
Henry Harcourt, Bart"
"My father and brother dead." | cried
involuntarily I hastcned to my bank
"Werc you not aware, Sir Hcnry?" said
L., the banker.
"Had not the slightest idea. Excuse
me, will call again"
And l hurried back to my hotel in a
mood of mind which may be more readily
imagined than described. My father and
mother died believing me an undutiful
son and IL bad brother, when l was but
in the web of a hopeless pas
sion.
| had sisters, a station to keep up. I
coldly resolved to marry some English
girl, and in the peace and tranquility of a
country life to forget my sorrows. Or l
would get Fanny and Mary married, and
be the good brother and uncle. At all
events, L would do something Strange
that no longer thought of dying. My
head, however, was in great whirl, and
I felt rather faint Hurlying on, | reach
ed my hotel, hastencd up stairs, opened
the door, and sank upon a sofa. l believe
I did not faint, but sleep soon overcame.
me. 1t was nearly evening when | awokc,
and saw l was not alone. Two females
sat in conversation by the window. 1t
must be my two sisters l started to my
feet.
"Sir Henry" said low voice.
| shivered all over.
"I.ady Maria" I replied, in cold and
accents, "this is an honor little
expected, and which must say l can
scarcely appreciate"
"Nay, Sir" said she, little, and only a
little, haughtily, Kit is 1 who have to de-
mand an explanation. These are my
apartments. 1 returned just now, and
you may imagine my bewildcrment on
finding gentleman fast asleep on my so
f;-my delight on finding it was you"