Clarksville weekly chronicle. [volume] (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1865-1867, 1867-03-01
SABRINA'S SORROW
BY MARY KYLE DALLAS.

1If you can't believe the man you love, j
would be better not to love him at all" sh,
said, folding her hands upon the balustrad
of the balcony in which we sat ''Doubt ant
love cannet live together happily. But yo,
might lovea man, knowing him not to b,
quite good, knowing you were wrong in Low
ing him." .a.., ...... .-
We had been talking over a new book
and Sabrina and differed as to its merits
and the truth Of its assertions. m
81 could not love man ] did not trus
completely" said.
She shook her head.
"And again, an.angel's word could scarce
" make me doubt one loved" added.
~ have loved a-man doubted; hav,
doubted man loved" she said. ''Tf yor
like I'll tell you my story" ' 'a
"Thank you," l answered, and Sabrina
went on. ~ r-.
"I was picking blackberries when some
one said, Madam, excuse me-"
"There was in Debs old sun bonnet, th,
strings tied over the top, my dress pinned
back, my sleeves rolled up, and my finger;
died black with berries had been picking
""u '.o n"nusoiA'S' ma" nau e'er seen
speaking 10 me over the garden renee.
"Miss-ahem-excuse mei which Is Mr.
Woodward house s.l : -
lnis is IL, SIT, only you nave come oy tht
back road instead Of the front, land don p
bless you for it) ] mentally added t''
@Ahp He nodded thank you. Car
you teIi me III MISS oaorira woodward is a.
nome
Ihat Is my name l saiu, ana smied
conscious 'na. eIe geh'ie,hah was Trying NOT
10 iook hs.onis.,eu, ana as ne powea nc
nhnuee ne l'''e uhsea'eu note wnicn
recogn,heu as n 'e''er oi ih'rouueron from
eas' uy eyeufer ~ anu sa,u, very nap
Py 70 KNOW you Mr. slae,prook, ana leu ,he
way 70 .ne pa'lo'i wonuer,ng now 'arge .he m
,en' = l"'u ,oln ~ my uress aihonRs' the
o'a,'ve' ,es'y M", anu "ne.ner .n,s e'g.
gun' nj. Aiue,oroIh was LOOKING =" IT, ~
was olIei eail: ! was glau ol ~.
nus' se WI, never oohie "ga'h' pou''
eu 10 rriena iiyue' VINO suPerin.enueu our
hehsee. Such an exquisite, anu reaily tne
'"nusolnes' ,,',s, man ever saw, 10 catcn "e So
nee was eolng no'ning improper, ana
heeu not oe "s,a'nen, saiu 'ne SuaReress,
u sure noPe ue =, NOT cai' again.
Npe"'1e, neanue 'na. tnoueu' ne woulu
"o'' nu' "eoN a',eI, wno'n suou'u i see
coming up .he pam ou. W.T. a,ueror9ok'
was oecoinlng'y uresseu, anG lelt giau OF 'he
cnance 70 prove 'nat my hngers were as
wni'e as nis wneh tney nad not oeeh neu.
ding WIN oiackoerries. l was pleased tha'
ne snouid come III not ueny' ana as we
cnat'ed 'oge1hei, WIN o'u granuPa, between
US IN NE easy cnalr, o,u granup" VINO re-
memoereu wheh my 'no,ner hnu MS ia'ne.
danced toge,her, ani when people though'
there woulu nave neen ma'ch between
them' ana VINO lold US OF ~ Inen ana mere
WIN many cnHck,e anu many a iasgh
ana VINO 'oiu Mr; Aiuero,ook, 700, tnat they
we"e$aid 10 pe tne nahusomest couple on
the noor' ana that the poor glri was reaiiy
oeanty, SIR ana my son won prize wren nc
married ner anu your ,a'ner anu ne were
never quite gooa ir'ehus' SIT, tnougn all u
tair IN love as IN wal, ana neuher was 70
oiame' saw nun look at me as NOBODY
had ever iookeu oeiore' anu ieit my near
oeat iass ana ieit quite shy ana irightehed'
without knowing why' lie TOOK tea win
Us that night, ior we were OLD fashioned peo.
pie who dined az tweive ana drank tea AZ
SIX, and after 'hat the pieasantest part OF tne
evening having come, we walked out 10
gether to see the grounds, which were con-
sidered very pre,'y, | leaning on MS arm,
VI can never tei you now iei' as iean'
cd upon hls arm IL was tne hrst' excep'
my grandfather 8, which ! had taken-the
hrst young arm when ! had ever trusted In
felt IN anticipation what u must oe 10 =
woman to he protected oy the man she loved
Hitherto all that had been sort OF poets
dream to my fancy, not 10 oe realized oy
mortal. On that day ! knew how u might
come into my life-how Charles Aiderorook
might bring II there: 4 nave never forgotten
that walk. have out 10 close my eyes ana
see the gorgeous garden ana gray walls o.
Woodlawn, and the red gold sunset OF the
sky and the green telds beyond, crossed oy
the homeward going kline, and the swar'
laborers from field and wood, and that6and.
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