The daily phoenix. [volume] (Columbia, S.C.) 1865-1878, 1870-01-12
Original.
IOrI8luaI. ;,
oRE&N RY,
OR THE
FORTUNES OF JULIET CLAYBURN.
y Tale Of the Palmetto state.

y Tale OF the Palmetto state.
CHAPTER II.---DIFFICULTIEs IN ALaE-
After that first evening, for q. number
OF weeks, Juliet saw very little OF Profes-
sor Won Oppcnheim. For n time, his
litorsry'labers seemed to be prodigioua
He wrote enormously. "scorned delights,
and lived laborious days Fr"In the
library, where he spent the livelong day,
and most of the night, too, except the
hours Of relaxation he allowed himself
with the family in the evening and short
necessary repose, ho sent out polite ex-
cuses to the many visitors, who, ii
seemed to Juliet, literally besieged the
house. She continued, US scrupnlously,
to avoid even casual meetings with him,
rs Cornclia went to the other extreme,
assiduonsly courting his society. And,
rs Karl Won Oppenheim was not,a blind
man, it is reasonable to suppose he saw
both courses of conduct, drawing his own
conclusions thcrefrom. Not that he
never bestowed q pleasant word on Miss
Clayburn, nor she on him; but there
was always certain crust of reserve and
coldness, which obtruded itself upon
their intercourse.
In the brief hours of recreation which
Mr.. Won Oppenheim permitted himself,
he seemed to bo animated by the deter
minatioA to enjoy, to the fullest extent,
his hard-enrned leisure. Tho evenings
ro7eu 10 nilarity and mirth were made
to atone Tor the bnsy hours of day and
the mid uight toll. The fascination he
eXcrted on all around, the first evening
OF his arrival, did not, in the slightest
degree, abnte in it's widespread influence.
He continued to shed abroad, over the
household, that innate buoyaucy which
feemed to be part of his careless, happy
temperament. In fact, Juliet was soon
convinced that Rndolph's adored uncle
nnd Cornelin's hero was one of those
enviabic human beings, endowed by
Nature with perennial fonnt of good
humor--a rich, constant, inexhaustible
anpply of animal spirits. bubbling up,
fresh and abundant, like II free mountain
apring.
Jnliet found her L. annt's a. different
place from what it had ever been since
LeF" Arrival in Ashburn. Ali the quiet
evenings sho had, heretofore, been in
the habit of devoting to her books, and
to writing homo letters, had apparently
"anishap forever. LwasextremeIy diff
cult to persevcre in the stern course of
"tudy she had prescribed for herself
the beaten track of duty she had folio wed
unswcrvngly for so many months. Tor
Instance, sitting. solitary, over her
books. i'll the evening, and hearing the
sounds of merriment, the shouts of
laughter, proceeding from the library or
drawing room, where tho rest of the
family always congregated She had so
often declined joining these evening
iirolics, nobody ever thought of asking
her company now--nobody, save Ru.
d,oiph, and sho was too proud to go on
his solitary invitation. If her aunt, or
Cornelia, or even Mr. Won Oppenheim.
wonld only insist little, she wonld 90
and enjoy herself, occasionally. It was
so tiresome and stupid, sitting alone,
evening after evening, and the others SO
gay in the drawing-roym. But these
above-named individuals were too much
engrossed with their own selfish plea
sures to think Of Juliet; and, doubtless.
they imagined Juliet was too much
engrossed in her own to think of them.
So wags the world. N 80
Ono afternoon Juliet aha;rn<,fl -.,.o,.,