The daily phoenix. [volume] (Columbia, S.C.) 1865-1878, 1869-01-06

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subsequently took it into her head at on
moment to meet him as friend, and q
another as almost an entire stranger, just q
the humor prompted her. The whole thin
was unintelligible. While he was thinkin
over all this. he was suddenly reused by til
familiar signs that the hounds had scent of
fox. He prepared to join the main body @
the horsemen, and as he was cantering u
to the oopse in which they were. voice h
knew said, "a pleasant run to you, MI
Henley" He looked round, and saw one
again Miss Devonport, with the sweet lool
upon her face that had attracted him 81
much two evenings ago.
The day was decidedly successful A
there is no necessity to give the reader
detailed account of famous run with th
Marlborough hounds, the line of countr
taken by the fox need not here be described
AS the November twilight was coming on
Henley rode up to his hotel, in an excellen
humor with his horse, which had acquitted
itself most creditably in the eyes of th
marlborough hunters, but angry will
| himself for beingso much annoyed-pained
perhaps, would be the better word-witl
Miss Deyonport. He could disguise tn
fact no longer; he loved her. He had lovet
her from the very first. and she had treated
him in this unaccountable manner! But h
was prevented from continuing these ref1ec
tions by letter which was put into hi
hands. It was from his sister, and he hat
| half expected it for some days past. I
merely told him that his father, who's
health had for long time been bad, ant
who was then staying in the South O
France, had suddenly become worse, an,
was particularly anxious to see his son
Would Lionel come at once?
Yes, he would start directly-next even
ing. But there was one thing he would dc
first. He would seek an interview will
not meet her in the street, and would endea
vor to gain from her some explanation.
| On the following morning, Henley wan
dered about the town, but not glimps
could he see Of his partner at the ball. VI
and down the streets he went gazing into
| the dim recesses of linen-drapers' and milli
ners' shops, and other similar resorts whicl
it seemed to him probable that the youn,
lady might affect, but still there was NJ
Miss Deyonport to be seen. Halfway! III
the High street to Rattleborough there we
a narrow turning, which led to what wa
generally called the Rattleborough Lawn
where the marlborough band was in tn
habit of occasionally exercising its musica
powers, and where the less select of tn
marlborough young ladies were wont, il
the summer, to erect their croquet hoops
and to pursue the mimic warfare of the NAL
let. 1t was half unconsciously that Henle,
just now took the path. He was thinkin,
of what was to be done, how he was to Sc
Miss Devonport-.f for he had quite deter
mined not to leave the place without seeing
her-when an abrupt turn in the avenu
brought him suddenly into the lady's pre-
sence. Yes it was Miss Devonport-at last
He stood still and bowed Miss Devonpor
n Iufb f.,,, I, l.
of tenderness and sweetness that hat
charmed him so much at the Hunt Ball
"Miss Devonport," ho said, bowling, 6.
am quite aware that / am guilty of som
boldness in thus intrnding upon you Bu
I have to leave marlborough to-day, and
feel 1 cannot do SO without few words O
conversation with you. Nor, if I apologiz
for asking, do 1 think you can we'll be sur
prised at my wishing for something of al
explanation from you. How, then, am I t.
account for the extraordinary manner il
which you have treated mo during the las
few days--now recognizing me as friend
and now passing me as an entire stranger
l confess that when l met you L did no
know you we're engaged to Mr.. Hughes
"Sir!" interrupted Miss Devonport, witt
look of absolute wonderment upon he
countenance.
"What? Is my information wrong? I
it not as I say?"
81 am completely at loss to understan,
to what cause am indebted for the homo
of this interruption in my walk. The fac
of my engagement to Mr.. Hughes can be
matter of no moment to you. When I frs
saw you, you were n stranger, and strange
you will still remain"
And having said these words, Miss De
vonport, her face flushed with indignation
swept past him with the air of o TRACED
queen.
AS for Henley. he stood rooted to the spot
To him it was all a dream; but he did no
dream long. He laughed q low and bite
laugh. "a consummate actress! heartles
flirt! 1 envy Hughes! And these" he said
care the Rattleborouoh Young ladiesI T qun