The daily phoenix. [volume] (Columbia, S.C.) 1865-1878, 1870-04-13
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Chow I envy that fireI' exclaimed
Theodore; but before the sentence was
entirely uttered, Juliet looked up and he
envied it no longer. After few mo-
ments the gentleman proceeded:
"Gretchen little knows the value of the
Karl is on exemplary son, an affectionate
brother, faithful friend, and would
make devoted husband"
Feeling constrained to say something,
Juliet remarked
HE used to talk great deal about his
sister. Was very fond of her, I believe. 1"
eyes, very-and I'm fond of her my
self, If you will allow nae to say so. A
sweet creature she is, with eyes bright as
gypsey's, and an exquisite mouth. like
Won Oppenheim. Do You remember? I
used to think I was dreadfully in love
with Nannerl."
Gas you now think you are with lue, {"
said his betrothed. with an arch look.
can entirely different thing" affirmed
Theodore. s'You are upgrateful, Juliet.
Here have been loving you ever so
many years. and now I'm not allowed to
mention another lady's name politely,
without odious insinuations being made. ="
cried Juliet, saucily. "On my word, you
must think me the most magnanimous
being in existence; for, not satisfied with
eulogizing one lady in way which can
be called anything but penurious, you
hatly declare yourself in love with an
other" u
':Jealoua! as I'm sinner" laughed
Theodore. '.This is gloriousl"
II confess I'm monster of jealousy;
but, OF course, you never have spells of
the malady."
tDo not think so," he said, with great
earnestness. "I'm an ugly-tempered,
mettlesonle, jealous fellow, envious of
the breeze which fans your cheek and
this tiny rosebud nesting 80 lovingly in
your hair
Good graoiousl Was it Karl or Theo-
dore? Juliet rubbed her eyes and looked.
It was Theodore, beyond q doubt, in pro-
Prio persono, but the manner and the
language we're Karl's. They were GER
tainly extremely like as lovers.
''And this reminds me, dearest" pro-
ceeded Theodore, in half-serious, half
jesting way, "that 1 will be constantly
apprehensive and constantly miserable
during your approaching visit to Ash
burn. If should hear that you smile
too sweetly-nay, that you smile at all
on certain gentleman you are likely to
meet there, ] would take dose Of hem
lock at once"
Theodore expected the usual playful
rejoinder to this jocular piece Of plea
santry, and, surprised that Juliet did not
utter something of the sort, leaned down
his head, that he might look into her
face It was agitated and frightfulIy
pale, but crimsoned painfully, when she
met his glance. When she spoke, it
was in faltering accents, and voice
which she in vain tried to make careless
and unembarrassed.
s'To prevent such catastrophe, it will
be better that I speedily allay your sus-
I wish to tell-oh, Theodorel" and no
dropped her head, with it's rich mass of
yellow loveliness, lower on his breast,
covered her sweet face with her little
white hand, and burst into passionate
At OF tears.
.'Good Heavensl" exclaimed Theo-
dore, in unutterable dismay. "What
have done? did not mean it, Juliet.
My sweet one, did not mean to wound
your sensitive heart. It was only Jest
o mere piece of fun. I beseech you,
compose yourself, and tell me you for
give my inadverteDce."
She only sobbed the more, until Theo-
dore thought she was going into hyste-
RIGS. Never had he seen her 80 moved
never had he imagined her capable of
such violent emotion. He was almost
wild with grief at the consequence Of his
rash words
"Juliet. pray, pray cease your tears
and speak to me. could never doubt
your truth, your affection. yonr con-
stancy. Oh, not for moment. Do not
think 80. love and trust you with my
whole heart. Believe mo, and forget my
foolish words"
''No, no." sobbed Juliet, ''it is not
that
''Then how have wounded you-how
have I annoyed you, Juliet? Will you
not tell me? Have I said any thing elsei