The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1867-05-29
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I MINERS LOVE STORY,

the nit village. Her eyes were OF tne
sweetest blue !; her: cheeks were: IKE q
rose and you, might have thonght. neE NJ I
brown hair was tho finest siik. lnen sne
had a tieure like o. fairy, it was SO trim
and with waist you coula. almost ~ span. sl
Tloved Nelly, but as for tha1, aN I Ine
Young chaps of the village were, OF the
same mind, and she might haye had her
nick of us,-the worstSof itsw she treat:
Cd ns all alike, and, ,.!,souldn't9look al one
moro than another. She had o smile. tor
everybody, and was always good temper
ed; but: there it., ended, and somehow,
none Of s5could screw up courage to try
her r9urther.5sI don't know how often.;.l
thought it over 1t came into myshead
the ,6rststhiMfg.iW the morning sand there
it remained! laind the last thing 1T hight, When
It either kept me awake, orahaunted my
dreams. Il. 8: :s,siasa:-s's, e7>7'-sss -
EAtlast;i it quite took possession Of me.
No matter n where I am, digging, or blast.
ing. or tn unneIing; above ground, or down E
in nit; my thoughts turn on Nelly, and
from being the merriest fellow in tho vii
taper- [. lust. come to bo tho dul lest One
niorning there vas no work 3in. the pit Tor
nv gang, because theviewer wanted that
part ST the scam shored Hup5and it struck
8 me, all at once, ,that; would it out
with Nelly. so / mud yseIf Smart, and
aset off. walking ass.bsisk :sifs' it was a
wager. You may blink it:coaeelt It, IN me- =,
but can say that T ysaast sthsMas clever u
chap to look at! as you would soften see
and i knew,it! For all that, began to
walk O bit slow when canght sight OF,
Mrs: Glover 8 cottage, cr1 felt q dread In
NV heart. But I went on, and i Jnst.got
IN, tfStha cottage when VI hosshoaId como
ont but Nelly herself: She never ookeds
nrett;er; than ut that5minate.; but, appear
Sing SO suddenly, she.dashed my spirit, and!
fS;hadff ia word to say to her, -.
.sssyyhy. Charley, wliat;is tho nlatter,r,3
s6e s cried in q: :trfghtened sort of way 1..s,
~ WelfTit is just this, : said. And there.
stopped -. S, -',-s :: ~, 3.,. T.
SD IS anything wrong with Jackg" .4ns she
cried f!;sEi aeiFss!ys=
Lss;TTssY Yes, he is. down in the-pit,,and they
! says IT. Is, foul, which makes. mother and.
me uneasy. You haven't heard any,
thing?
/ Ard she looked IN myse eyes as if she:
would search me through. 4
-ssssiN o. no ~ answered, steadying, now
that thought Iecould comfort her. Gle
sissall Hgfi i ou lfnsn' t mind wbat the
old women of, the village say or you'll be-
booking for Il BLOW up every day in the
when there is. nothing more than;
Icofnmon. 4 haven't come to you about
jack, Nelly; it is about myself"
aa:She gave me another look now; then
Fer & shr cheek flushed up like flame, and her
soFes turned away.
s. do you know what Iwant to say, Mel
:lys! L went on. S!s'I wish you did. for l.
canitstell it; 1t is. more than Ishave got
words for. How love you, how you are
always before me- how l am Scrazed, and
mad about you. But though can't say
altI want to, hero I.stand, and.I wouldn't
change witt. . king il you'll take me as l
ain ra
as5asA Ah, Cballey! you don't tknow how you
.paia me, she answered. I..-z.
'-i:aAD Don't say. that, Nelly. Idoubted about.
speaking to you, but now that Ihave done
It, now that T can'S go. on deceiving my
sell, if you, have any pity in your heart,
.shew t. to :nae,. 4 and + will cherish you to
The day y:of my death Z,
It. is no. use" :" she replied. 81 can nnever
marry . pitInan: i gave the promise to
mother and Jack, Mhen3he walkedsup the. .
village at.thes funeral of my poor father
and brothers, all three killedin thozmine
-our great sorrow, which lean never
think 81 without crying"
And the tears, it is true, were running
down her.cheeks, though; for fhe minute,
She-seemed to- be harder: than stone. And
], seemed turned to o4stone myself: had
no recolleetion, no feeling, and no sense,
snd could not have moved i. step to save
my life. Then it all flashed nponFme like
lightning. / took 81 last look at Nelly.
dropped my head ON my breast, and,
without Il word more, walked ous OF the
-ffaTe ST. s. y s.'..ss ss.'i'e.:...-> = 4
Our village seldom looked bright, no
matter how the sunsshoDe, and now | felt
as If the sun would snever.shine again for
me; SD; as my eye fell on the line of cot
tages, with the clouds hanging down from
above, and.nothing round but waste, /
thought might as we'll be in my grave as
continue to live there. Besides, l, should
DO always meeting Nelly, perhaps Iurk-
ing about her mothers cottage, and max
ing her. as. miserable as myself. Why
shouldn't I. go away to Yorkshire, or Der
byshire, OF to the diggings in Australia,
for that natter2 The notion. if it was
good for nothing more, give me q little.
spirit. 1t turned my thoughts, and 1.
stepped on. brisker, going straight home.
hadn't much to settle there, only to bid
goodbye to the folks lived with, and
soon came cut, pack on back, and began
my tramp.
I.stopped at the moor, and looked back,
remembering might never see the place