The daily phoenix. [volume] (Columbia, S.C.) 1865-1878, 1869-12-17

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pleaded, as I went out of the door; and
) turning 10 promise: L saw the light of
eneH hope Blooming oniher face.
r u could Sthink of nothing else, and
!, mad every excuse + could TO go often
and aApeak TO Heine, that she might see
him more and look up. But she nor I
could see no smile. Little did he know
whose lozinG ayes we're watching him.
= G I<EeAS ba0k 60 my room presently, and
the more saw Of this young stranger,
/ the more z admired her, and the less I
. ndeEed aas him Tor loving her. She
1 Nas ,sogEReet and dainty; and such a
gstTeng ttyde heafs beat in her breast. I
not 5iiSe her less that. she persisted
she mhst go back the next morning, and
nEefneed me permission to tell him Of her
op oSesink 1aasn nag a14tnsa NC insen.'0n OF
Y sGks stayed with me shat NIGHT, and
war exploiting TO start in the emorning at
% 10 o'oloek q NY morning ldk5ots done, I
Wentand sat by Heine's bed mindful of
thee chat gnssen vatched:us
-" tsHeine. eaid, ''wouldn't you like
to know how Helen Ayre took the news
Of your deethPr .r.
Hewas sitting pale and and gloomy, all his
old cheerfulness gone. as my question,
he half turned eway his head.
s. ss.1so, 'she answered bitterly, 'I have
had enough"
go. very well. then! I won't tell you.
aRnb ltkpaghk yoa might care to know" {"
said. carelessly.
'tWhat do yop ,mean?" he exclaimed,
turning his eager face to me again.
"Oh, it's no matter" I said, making
a pretenseof going away. 'If you don't
feel any interest-" Az
"A powerful hand grasped my wrist and
held me-. Heine must have been strongly
moved TO- do that. He did not even
apologize when I resumed my seat, some
what disconcerted at such an exhibition
before score or 80 of men who couldn't
know what the matter was.
"Has she written p he asked, trembling
with impatience. .A,
..No, but I happen to know her. She
had business in Washington and called
to see me2"
"Darn these women! What torments
they arel" he exclaimed, fercely. "Why
don't you tell me?"
I forgave him on the spot, for he
couldn't help it.
"The poor little soul was very much
grieved, though you don't deserve it," I
said. ''Bnt I comforted her. You were
wretch to desert such q creature, and o
fool to let the Van Dorms dupe you so"
Where is she?" he painted out.
COB, sheis going North this morning"
J. said carelessly. "Her visit is over.
She has friends here (so she had, Heine
and me) and she is now going to leave
them"
''Where did you see her?" he de-
Enanded, as if were nobody at all, and
he my master. "You haven't been ont
of the hospital since died; and she
must have been here. Who is that look
ing through the window of your room?"
couldn't help laughing; but sobered
myself the next moment. Heine, with
his face on fire, and his breath coming
that OF spent runner, was stretching
his arm to reach his crutch that lay
under the bed, and preparing to get up.
"Now, Heine-"
He minded me no more than he would
feather. Staggering rapidly on his one
foot, he rested on the unaccustomed
crutch, and began crossing the floor with
seven.leagued strides.
Icould only follow him, hoping that
he would have some delicacy about en-
tering my room unlimited. Not n bit
Before I reached it, he flung the door
open and leaped over the threshold. And
there stood the dear little frightened,
mortified creature, in one corner of the
room, vainly trying to hide her face.
'My dear little girlp he cried out, sis
ityou? and do you care whether 7 am
dead or aliye?"
e She dropped the hands off her face,
and looked at him, standing there
manned, radiant, with eager arms out
stretched. There was no room for pride
in her generous heart. She came shyly
forward o step or two, till within reach
OF his arm that caught and clasped her.
I meekly withdrew and closed the door
after me, carrying O vision of that yellow
head resting against Heine's blue jacket.
It was nearly week before found
myself at leisure to reply to Mrs. Ger
trnde G. Van Dorm's letter. My reply
was as follows: --....
''MY DEAR MADAM: Iregret not being
able to send you Mr.. Heine's watch,
money and papers. He refuses to give
them up, insisting that he has use for
them himself. He sends his regards,