Des Arc weekly citizen., 1868-06-06
From the Southern Banner.
 ssHARRY AND ESTELLE." 3 NA A Tale of '66. ' BY ERNEST.
BY ERNEST.

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 The sun, pillowed upon fleecy cush- ions, was just sinking below the hori- zon, and the floating cloudswere draw ling around themselves their golden mantles marshalling themselves in tin tedmagnificence, and gracefully gliding along to give a glorious splcndor to their Kings entrance into other climes and gentle zephyrs, as they swept through >the tree-tops, in sweetly mournful tones, chanted tremulous farewell to the bright departing glories while far off in the East the hand maidens of night were throwing her star emblazoned mantle over the scene. Upon an eminence,in an elegant curricle sat young couple, admiring this beau- tiful scene. Let us approach them and scan their faces. The elder, young man of scarcely seventeen summers, is of striking personelle; his features, are not strictly regular, but his dark fash ing eye, his expressive mouth, the high forehead, the weavy hair, and the 1.-the and graceful form, completely neutral ize this apparent deficiency, while his whole action, his naughty bearing, the grace with which he grasps the reins of his thoroughbred, the matchless contour of his head, and the high arch ed brosy, all bespeak of him the best blood of the South. His companion is a natural expression of Raphal's ideal ]; although only fifteen years of age, yet beneath the maturing sun of the South, she had almost ripened into woman hood; and as she sits beside him, her golden hair waving with the zephyrs, her witching blue eyes flashing delight fully, her ruby lips just parted, and her whole being enthused with the beauty of the scene, no wonder that his dark eyes is yelled with a softer light, that his head is tossed back proudly, and that his breast swells with love for fairy darling. At length he speaks
 "How sadly sweet, Estelle, all this is. See those golden tinted clouds calmly floating on through an etherial ocean to another world why may not we thus supported by each others love, float down tho river oflife into the ocean of eternity ?"
 "Ah Harry, remember that we are mere creatures of destiny, under the complete guidance of Providence, who may have in store for us bitter fate" !"
 But Estelle, although it may be wrong to speak it, yet feel that with thy love could defy the workings of Destiny and Fate; ay, almost defy the power of the Deity himself"
 Why Harry you should not speak ] thus, but you are excited HOW. You know you have my love; but we must return; see--already darkening shad- ows are drawing around us, and we have farto go.' He folds her mantle closer around her, touches his spirited steed, and they dash through the streets of their beautiful city. At length they reach her home--as Harry lifts her from the buggy ho asks, "can escort you to the soiree at Mrs. S's on tomorrow night?' q am sorry, ' says she, "but MT. Villiers is going with me- A light cloud-perhaps of disappointment, fits across his hand some face. Adieu is fondly spoken as 'I they part.
 And now, dear reader, let me say a 1 word relative to my 'person@ dra. matis." Harry H. and Estelle c. had been friends from infancy, and as they grew older this friendship had given birth to its natural offspring, Love, This was their relation to each other, then, when introduced to you. Harry, being wealthy, talented and honorable, Estelle's parents favored the suit while he being an orphan, was his own mas- ter. The Villicrs, incidently introduc- ed, was a foreigner, devoted to Estelle mot of an olive complication and ex. precision, but rather good looking | young man. ,t.f.f
 ==The night of the Soiree had come Mrs. S's magnificent parlors were brilliantly lighted, and crowded with a gay throng-there were lovers and rivals; there were friends and foes there were bellies and bcaux and there were bores and that species of fungus plant, attendant upon parties viz, wal flowers. But prominent among al was our friend, Estelle surrounded by party of young men, foremos among whom was Villiers, it wal easily seen that she was belle of thu evening; and did she not wear hel honors grandly? With what aqneenl. air did she receive the flashing salliel and fond addresses of her satellites At lenght Harry enters, and smiling crosses and speaks to Estelle; not a the others did, but merely takes he ! hand and looks in her eye.
 "Can I have the pleasure of prone nading with you?p says he. a7e
 q am engaged to Mir. villiers for tn
 rest of the evening" e,s
 q would yield to you" says villiers '.but, to be from Miss. Estelle is lik
 the body apart from the soul"
 "Your apology is unnecessary, sir, haughtly replied Harry, muttering a r he turned away--"disgusting."
 - Estelle was surprised and hurt.--Sh
 had wondered why Harry had no
 sought her sooner in the evening am
 now that he had approached her, t . leave her, vexed, was indeed annoying