The Orangeburg news. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1867-1875, 1869-09-11

Office, In narrow street in RichmOnd,
the very place where the letter Of MIR.
Black, attorney for the estate of his
uncle, reached him, bringing tidings of
his great good fortune. His spirits, that
had been weighed down by the sad
changes niistortunes had wrought, now
sprang up with the elastic rebound natu-
raj to youth and joy.
"a parting visit to Fan !" he cried
gaily, "and then for New York and plea
sure. %
That evening found him seated by
Fanny's side, in her mothers parlor,
talking sraudly of his possessions, his
schemes aud pleasures. She listened at
first, with a bounding pulse and kin
ding fac, for the happiness that had just
been awaiting IL turn in fortunes wheel,
would surely be theirs now. But as he
went ON with his airy braggadocio. it
suddenly struck her, like blow, that he
had not once included her in any of his
plans 1t had been.-"I will do this !"
and, ~ will do that" with a selfish
oblivion of her dearest hopes. When
this thought came to her, her hands
ceased their happy, nervous huttering,
and the flush died from her face. She
sat by him very still, her lips never
moving-just her heart crying out, in its
great agony, IF God had but given this
wealth to me-, how freely, how gladly.
would have laid it aN in his hand" And
he, utterly selfish, ratified OIL, unhceding
the fierce warfare that love and pride
were waging in tina. gentle bosom At
last, no ruse to go. "Well, Fan, rather
patrouizingly, ~ suppose you will hear
from me while | am in New York"
Fan raised her eycs-how tender and
sad they were!
IL u" uut know why SHOULD, Mr..
Graham"
Mr.. Graham" who had always been
Paul before, had never started at the
shrek of passing shell, as. he did at a
panclsss something in that low, even
tone.
"Why, Fam he cried sin the name
of all that $ wonderful what is the mat
ter with your
81 have been dreaming" said the Girl.
land have just awakened i hope |, did
not startle you!"
"By the gods! you did, though Been
dreaming, eh What about 2"
"About great possession, that
thought was mine. l dreamed that YOU
loved ME, Paul"
"So do, my angel. So / do"
''fuu do not" she answered, calmly.
"lor love but two things on the face of
the ealth-yourself and your money"
."Yon arc wrong, my dear little Fanny,
for l love you; and you must not be 80
hard on fellow, whose greatest fault is,
that he wants to enjoy himself little
before settling down"
"Thcre was time" said she, "when
you swore your chief JOY was to be near
me. But all this wealth has changed
you. was foolish not to know it. For
give me, Paul, that did not release you
at once"
She spoke without any passion, and
he looked shar ,ly at her, to see if she
could be in earnest, but there was no
smile on the glowing lip, and no light in
the fearful eyes.
"Why, Fan, you abominaSle jilt p he
exclaimed, lightly "you do not think l
am going to give you up, do you? No.
You are to be my true princess always,
and after n little while we will be mar
ried, and, as the story books say, live
happily together ever after"
But she only shook her head, and said.
''No, Paul; you are free. 1t is better so.
| know it is.
And he, not fully persuaded that she
was wrong, did not entreat with the
warmth and passion he would have
evinccd before his fortunate wiudfall;
for he, silly fellow, thinking half mil
lion would buy everything he could pos
sibly want, with the trifling ingredient
of happiness thrown in, left her stand
ing there with her firm denial and
hreaking heart. "She'll come round"
thought he; "and if she don't, why, by
tho powers, there are plenty more. Pick