The daily phoenix. [volume] (Columbia, S.C.) 1865-1878, 1870-01-18

For US the happy moments stay
Stay yet, nor leave us all to fleet!
For life is sweet, and youth is sweet,
And love-ahl love-is sweet o-day;
Tomorrow, who can say?
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FORTUNES OF JULIET CLAYBURN.
Tale OF the Palmetto State.
CHAPTER XI-THE CATHOLIC CHURCH OF
ST. AGATHA.
One July afternoon, the last week in |
school term, the girls returned home in |
high glee ut the inspiring thoughts of
emancipation from, what Cornelia called,
"pedagogue thraldom." They dashed
their books on the hall table with such
an immense clatter, Mr.. Won Oppenheim
came to the library door to ask if he had
heard n thunder-crash, or if there was
an earthquake abroad, Or anything else |;
equally to be deplored. Cornelia was
already at the top of the stairs, for she
had an engagement with Mr.. Markham,
her last flirting acquaintance, and there
was barely time to consummate the kill
ing toilet, with which she contemplated
stormlng the young mans heart. al
$50, Mademoselle Julie, your HOLIDAY
will soon begin?" interrupted the pro
fessor, when he saw Cornelia was ont d
sight. M.S'
DAY after tomorrow" said Madey
sello Julie, IN gladsome voice, daIb
in ecstacy over the hall floor.
''Pray, be quiet" said the gentle
srre"lIine in French, ''and listen TO I6e.-
L want to engage your company for O
walk. Saturday afternoon" Z
"1aes bien, Monsieur-auec plaisir," ana
she made him sweeping courtsey.
Professor Won Oppenheim bowed Id
in return, in gracious acknowledged
for the favor, and then tried to catch h}
ns she continued her dancing around til
hall. But Juliet laughingly eluded b
grasp, and ceasing her motion sudtenl|
said in half whisper:
''You will have to ask Cornelia, too"
'Why will hare to2" ihe asked smil-
ing. Catch me doing anything of the
sort! will choose my own company.
But, you know, she is going home
next week." demonstrated Juliet. "and
she will take it rs slight
"Let her do so, if she likes" replied,
Mr.. Won Oppenheim. "I cannot andJ
'oW not ask her. I swear I'll not! I'll
would be dreadful, Juliet, for I proposeI
taking you to st. Agatha. Saturday af.I
ternoon, that you may hear the fine or
gan. 1t is the best in Ashburn-and ]
have permission"-
COIL" interrupted his companion,
How delightful! How kind you are,
MIR. Won Oppenheim, not to have for
gotten yonr promise. I was afraid you
would" r
Gas it. that wore possible" said the
@t"a gentleman, with such significant
glance and voice as made Juliet blush
crimson. 10 conceal her embarrassment.
she resumed
"But you will have to invite Cornelia
TO accompany u.s. You may as we'll, at
once, for it will save your politenessf
She Will be sure to ask me where arA
going, and if she has no other engaged
ment, and it suits her will, she will cerl{
tainly go with us.
''Then she will go minus an invitation|
from me, declared the professor.
When the afternoon arrived, agreeably
to Jnliet's prediction, Cornelia declared
her intention to accompany them to
st. Agatha.
81 wouldn't miss it for the world"
Cornelia said. 'It is a rich treat TO hear
Mr.. Won Oppenheim play on the organ
And, besides, sight of the church y
worth walk doubly as long" =
Professor Won Oppenheim was pro-
voked beyond expression-failSS SSsts. in,
censed. lie preserveda strict tacittis b p
during the whole walk, never speaking a
word, unless personally addressed, from
the time they left Mrs Thurlow's gate
until they arrived Mt the church.
You are cultivating an apropos seri-
0usness for the OCCASION" observed
Cornelia, to which the gentleman ad-
dressed vouchsafed no reply whatever.
Inc church of st. Agatha, situated .in
n retIrod, lovely spot, encircled on all
sides with immense trees, is a spacions
and beautiful specimen Of Gothic arch.
lecture. In front, enriched with a pro-
lnsion OF ornament, there is a row of
Corlnthian columns. Walking over the
WIDE velvet greensward and ascendino
the broad steps. Mr.. Won Opneshs::;,3
conducted the ladies into the dimiy-
lighted building A subdued glory and
magnificence pervaded the place; the
internal decorations richly embellished
with all that art and taste could furnish.
inspired all who approached with a holy,
mysterious awe. The church was not
entirely empty-around the altar q few
Suppiants were kneeling, engaged in
earnest devotions The white altar |
ltseli, massive and unique with its eor.
seous decorations. gold and velvet
npescfy and elaborate carvings, i'm.
pressed juliet as the most superb thing
she h"d ever seen. The long rows of
painted windows, with their beams;fUi % ~
stained glass, threw radiant vat sni