The Fairfield herald. [volume] (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1849-1876, 1869-07-07

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suaded'to leave us now, I7willproniise
to acquaint you with the substance OF
il, hereafter" .9ss ~.
/ thought Mrs. Howard would have
blasted me with the lightning Of her
eyes ;she said nothing but turned and
swept away with2allaa theipride and
grandeur ofea Catherine de ,Mediois.
| Philip would have detained me but
/ fed to; the house and buried myself
in the solitude Of my apartment
That night 1 did not 60 down to sup.
i7Pef in consequence ola severe head
ache eEarly slthe nextiS morning II
heaid footsteps approaching my door,
they paused, and a note was slipped
under, then they retreated and were
soon lost in the distance. The note
ran as follows: ssJessie /. [ leave this
morning for the city, to- dissolve the
engagement which has never. been
more than Q nominal one. My moth.
or will more readily give her consent
20 our union when she is convinced
that marriage between Josephine
and myself, is out Of. the question. I
sought her last night and opened my
heart to her gaze :; she looked into its
innermo ost depths and saw only your
image. L extracted from her d pro-
mise that she would mot seek you in
anger,nor speak harshly to you dur
ing my absence. If you feel dispos-
ed, remain in your room until my re-
turn, which will%bo late this evening !;
if not, consider yourself at perfect
liberty to visit the other portions of
the house and do not dread my. moth
er /; she will not violate her promise to
me. Rosa has given me her word
that she will spend the day with you.
BE prepared tonight to give me tho
answer which ! so, ardently desire and
for which | have so earnestly prayed.
Atfectionately,a, aPulLIps HOWARD.
AS I finished the. pernsal of, the
note, | heard the tramp Of horses
fee! and hastily envcloped my head
and shoulders ina shawl, ran ITO the
window to catch, what II felt must, be,
the lasts glimpse, ,Ishould ever obtain,
Of the man l loved, To my great
modification he looked up. as lie pass
ed. I drew back ;She lifted his hat
with ,fone Of his imperial bows and
role rapidly away. With my4break-
Fast, there came q note, from Mrs.
Howard. Sac d.l not break her pro-
mise to her son in the letter but she
did in the spirit. She neither sought
me in anger norspoko'unkindly to; me,
but she wrote bitter, burning Words
words that are engEaWgsnppp tab
let OF my memuiy, IL. ,Huaiaclers Of
fame. was accused Of striving BY
every art to win her son from his allie
glance to j osephine, was told that the
carriage would irbe atsthe door in a
half hour to convey, me to the depot
TO take the, noon train, was perempto-
rily ordered to leave the house quietly
.if"I did not Wish'to be foroibly eject
ed by the servants. Enclosed was the
money due me for, Rosa's tuition, Ny
little wardrobe, was soon packed away
and I sent down a request to Mrs.
Howard chat she would permit me to
bid Rosa farewell. sIt was refused
and lIlefttthe house without behold
ing for the Last time the sunny face OF
the, sweet-tempered child whom l. so
fondly loved Ere many days elapsed
l reached my native village ard took
up my abode in the little Inn, deter
mined to remain there as,long as my
money lasted OF, until some new way
Of sAi earning livelihood i elis presented j.
3.oa The day aftert my ny 4 arrival 1
sought the little brown house whore
the days of my childhood had fleeted
by. The people Sof9 the village had
informed me that my ,uncle's
widow, shortly after his death, mar
ried again and removed with her hus-
band to Texas, leaving the place en-
.tirely deserted; save byltwo servants,
old negro man. and his
faithful wife. From them T obtained
the keys and rumbled over the house,
shedding many tears iasl familiar Oh.
jeots met my view and recalled scenes
'ofa thespast 80 Nv ks.. .sshol associations
clustered. around that 6humble spot,
What precious memories years for
ever entombed. I stood for long
time BY the window Of my little room
where, under happier auspices i have
often stood before, anda watched & tho
old arosebuslrthat grew beneath, clap.
ping ny hauds, Ia obildish, ,gleet tas. D
gust Of wind would sweep oyer it and
shower its White petals upon the NOS
ssy sgro1hd below. sBdttheo rosebush
was dead aud partially aprooted, ,aand
A strange and sad denipg gloom peryad-
cd thotwhole place, On my way back
to the village Isentered the grave yard
and thro o@ing myselfson Che damp,
baret ground between the graves Of
nolesanaeaunt, eser6eatlSprayed
that iod would shaye, meroyupon mo
and lightep my burden Of sorrow.
How long + remained there I Know
ia tti 8 4n1f,, , III fSagSe tHa s sfas.s!.aA