The daily phoenix. [volume] (Columbia, S.C.) 1865-1878, 1869-09-22


smiled on him. 81 bolignan nas surprised
Of lis SUCCESS, his III taste, Hie-Hgiiness,
his inpertihsnes. = D6lignsS ct last
/ found himself Injured. who Maa tiaiss,
! manP" sand what right had he to 10 on
| so?h size had never kissed shery I sns,>
pose," said Dolly. Dolignan GOULD not
prove it, but be felt that somehow The
rights of property were invaded. He
went home sand dreamed of Miss Hay
thorn, and hated all the ugly success
fnl. He spent a"fortnight trying to,
is donbly severe, crushing-we TALL by blud-
| geon; We who thought the keenest rapier
might perohance thrust at Us in vain.
find out who this beauty was-he never
could encounter her again. At last he
heard Of her in this way: A lawyers
clerk paid him o little visit, and com,
menced little action against him, in the
name of Miss Haythorn, for insulting
her in q railway train.
The young gentleman was shocked;
endeavored to soften the lawyers clerk;
that machine did not thoroughly COM
prehend the meaning of the term. The
lady's name, however, was Mt least re-
vealed by this untoward incident, from
her name to her address was but short
step; and the same day our crestfallen
hero lny in wait at her door-and many
a succeeding day-without effect. But
one fine afternoon she issued forth quite
naturally. as if she did it every day, and
walked briskly on the nearest parade.
Dolignan did the same, met and passed
her many times on the parade, and
searched for pity in her eyes, but found
neither look nor recognition nor any
other sentiment; for all this, she walked
and walked, till the other promenaders
| were tired and gone, then her culprit
summoned resolution, and taking his
hat, with voice tremulous for the first
| time, besought permission to address
her. She stopped, biushed, and neither
| acknowledged nor disowced his acauaint-
ance. He blushed, stammered out how
| ashamed he was, how he deserved to be
punished, how he was punished, how
little she knew how unhappy he was; and
concluded by begging her not to let all
the world know the disgrace of man,
who was already mortified enough by the
loss of her acquaintance. She asked an
explanation; he told her of the action
that had been commenced in her name;
she gently shrugged her shoulders, and
said, 'How stupid they are" Embold-
or not life of distant unpretending de-
votion would, after n lapse of years,
erase the memory of his madness-his
crimel
'.She did not know him!'
She must now bid him adieu, as she
had some preparations to make for o ball
in the Crescent, where everybody was to
be. They parted, and Dolignan deter
mined to be at the ball, where everybody
was to be. He was there, and after some
time, he obtained an introduction to Miss
Haythorn, and he danced with her. Her
manner was gracious. With tho won
derful tactof hersex, she seemed to have
commenced the acquaintance that even
ing. That night, for the first time, Do
lignan fell in love. I will spare the read
er all lovers arts, by which he succeed
ed in dining where she dined, in dancing
where she danced, in overtaking her by
accident when she rode. His devotion
followed her even to church, where our
dragoon was rewarded by learning there
is world where they neither polk nor
smoke, the two capital denominations of
this one.
He made acquaintance with her uncle,
who liked him, and he saw at last with
Joy that her eye loved to dwell upon
him, when she thought he did not OBJ
serve her. a Sd al
It was three months after the Box
Tunnel that Capt Dolignan called one
day upon Capt. Haythorn, r. n. whom
he had met twice in his life, and slightly
propitiated by violently listening to
cutting-out expeditions; he called, and in
the usual way asked permission to pay
his addresses to his daughter. The wor-
thy captain straightway began doing
quarterback, when suddenly he was
summoned from the apartment by
mysterious message. On his return, he
announced, with total change of voice,
that "It was all right, and his visitor
might run alongside as soon as he
chose" My reader has OWNED the
truth. This nautical commander, terri
BILE to the foe, was in complete and hap
py subjugation to his daughter, our he
roine.
AS he was taking leave, Dolignan saw
his divinity glide into the drawing room.
He followed her, observed sweet con-
sciousness which encouraged him; that
consciousness deepened into confusion
she tried to laugh. she cried instead, and
then she smiled again; and when he kiss
ed her hand at the door it was George"
StN II.