The daily phoenix. [volume] (Columbia, S.C.) 1865-1878, 1870-03-27
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would shoot himl Such id rascally
trick! But he really intended to be
married. Juliet. the other night, and
that confouuded accident prevented.
He was on the train coming, you know,
when it happened. But now, that the
wedding night has passed, and he can
not save you the modification of being
waiting bride, he-he-"
..'sHe has decided to fulfil the contract
in which his affections are most interest
eds that it Rudolph"
eyes" ny
''He might have been honorable
enough to tell me before" said Juliet.
He had every opportunity. Instead of
that he deceived me by stating falsely
that Gretchen had rejected him.
s'She did reject him the first time he
addressed her, but when he offered him
self again, she accepted. I wish she
had never been born to interfere in your
happiness"
'.Pray, don't talk such nonsense, said
Juliet, sharply. S''It is no fault of hers
she can't help his loving her, and ought
not certainly to be made responsible for
his want of constancy. A little candor
and kindness on his part would have
softened this blow-but to deceive me
SO cruellyl L couldn't have treated q
brute as he has treated mel A week ago
told him he loved that woman, and if
you could have heard his earnest pro-
testations to me thenl Rudolph, don't
believe there is such a thing as truth in
this world" t'
Slowly she drew the memorable ring
from her finger, mnrmuring ''beautiful,
fatal thing" Looking at the inscription
within for moment, she exclaimed in a
voice of passionate scorn: .r'
"Fidelis dd urnam--faithful unto
deathl What do you think of that Ru
dolph? 1t suits the present occasion ad-
mirably, does it not?''
But suddenly her mood changed and
placing the ring in Rudolph's hands she
said in faltering accents: "Give him this
Rudolph, and please don't ever mention
his name to me again. Dear Rudolph
do not be 80 much distressed about it.
shall get over it somehow. Don't you
see what an easy thing it is to forget /?
harl used to say, he loved me so much
better than did him, and see how
bravely he got over it. Now-only two
short years, remember, since he loved me
30 well-he casts me from him for another.
L cannot forgive him just yet you know
but-but will pray God to help me so
to do in time"
The crushed flower emitted O sweeter
fragrance now, than when it bloomed in
beauty Rudolph went almost in tears
from the room.
Juliet fell on her knees beside the
sofa.
sMother! Mother! Alas could you see
your poor child no,0. Karl was q true
prophet on the river bank-I will never
be his WIFE" With aroused apprehen-
slons Rudolph returned to the parlor.
Juliet was lying on the floor white and
senseless. He jerked the bell frantica!ly.
where is grandmother Uncle
Clsyburn Is nobody about the house?"
MRS. Richard Thurlow is in her room"
said the house-maid, who had answered
the bell. run, for God sake, and tell
her Miss Juliet is in one of her dread
fnl swooning spells. She must come
instantly"
The frightened servant was already
half way up the steps.
"Ah, well-a day!
Hearts overflow;
JOY fits away;
Sweet things decay"
PART THIRD.
The grave of all things hath it's violet"
(O'cen Meredih.
CHAPTER I-ORKNEY.
There lies a vale in Ida loyelicr
Than all the valleys OF Ionian hills"
[Tennyson.
Beautiful Orkney! Hallowed shrine,
on whose sacred altar was poured the
spirit incense of early years! Sweet era
die of my youth; brightest spot in the
golden realm of memoryl A blooming
Eden-acene, which to know is almost to
adore! Embowered art thou a,nids,
majestic hills, sequestercd far from the
din of worldly strife, meath warm and
glowing skies, than which Italia's beau
teous eli ime can boast no richer tint.
Since bade adieu to thy enchanting
Bcenes-sipce I last sat underneath the
sheltering arch of thy luxuriant grove:
since 1 breathed the fragrance of thy
perfumed airs; since / listened to the
purling of thy pebbled brook, and gnzed
upon the starry lustre of thy skies. other
prospects have wooed me with the witch
cry of their power; other skies have
looked ETHEREAL blue; other flowers have
cleaned from clustering emerald leaves;
other birds have warbled forth their tune,