The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1861-04-11
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being an old maid
The remainder Of my visit passed pleas
antly away. MY father came to take M me
home, and the Sterling. family accompani-
ed us to the city My stepmotherrece eceiv;;
ed me in her usual style, emitting to call
me adear,1 as it was no longer necessary.
fshe also forgot to inquire after the {. kind
old soul whom I had been visiting
The conversation soon turned upon New
Years day, and 1 received a history of
Mary's conquests
Frederick Sterling called upon Mary
the evening you left,g said her mother.
g but strange to say, he has not. been
since; he didn t even make a New Years
CALI,
Perhaps,0 observed rs father, mis-
chievously, E he was out Of town"
q Yes,2 replied his wife, very likely
In the course Of the evening Mr., Fred
ericls Sterling made his appearance, and
Mary Immediately applied herself to the
task of entertaining him, SO that I had
but small chance of saying anything.
After he had gone; and my stepmother
and were alone, she said:
9My dear, you. know i suppose, that
Mr.. Sterling is "a beau of Mary's; they
thoughts a great-dcal of each other as chill
dren, and the other evening he was de-
lighted to meet her again after SO long
an absence; now what have to say to
you is, that I think it would be a good
plan for us both to keep out of the draw
ing-room when he calls, for lovers always
like to be alone together"
Iwas prevented from replying to this
observation by the entrance ofmy father
and Mary.
g Fred Sterling" said the former, ad-
dressing his wife, has requested my por-
mission to his marriage with a.ccrtain
young lady of our acquaintance"
@Ahm replied lis wife, with a pleased
look, g was expecting this; it will be a
splendid match for her, he is SO well cdG-
Gated and gentlcmanly, and his family
are in che very best society. Really,
Mary" she continued, turning to her
daughter, al congratulate you.
aBut the name of the young lady to
whom 1 referred was not Mary; it was Ro-
salic,0 diyly said my father.
My stcp-mother opened her eyes in as
tonisbmcnt.
awhy,Y she replied, #I thought all his
attentions were directed to Mary; how
ever, 1 am rather glad she didn't fancy
him, as.hc is not altogether the match l
should desire for her"
"wcll,y replied my father, "hc suits
me perfectly. should no. desire q bet
ter husband for my daughter"
And SO we married, andhappily settled.
Aunt Pattic gave up her lonely residence
in the country, and came to live with me-
Ny father is constant visitor, and seems
to enjoy being withus. Fanny has proved
sister indeed; she sometimes accuses
me of having stolen her brother from her;
but then she throws her arms around me
and says she has found q now sister.
The beginning of my happiness 1 date
from that cvcntful New Years day, when
I sought to add to the enjoyment of 9th
crs. Fred often speaks of my visit to the
Lancton's, and says it was the sight OF
their love for me, more than anything
else, which assured him that in obtaining
renewal Of my promise, his happiness
would be complete.
sTnnY sAY.-Who are 'They'?-the
cowlcd monks who glide with shrouded
faces in the procession Of life, muttering,
in an unknown tongue, words ofmysteri-
Gus import. Who are they? The mid
night assassin of reputation, who turks in
theby-lanes ofsociety, with dagger tongue,
sharpened by invention and envenomed
malice, to draw the blood of innocence
tho hvena.lilIe banuuet on the dead