The daily phoenix. [volume] (Columbia, S.C.) 1865-1878, 1870-02-20
tOriginal.
oP.KNIEEK,
Or THE
FORTUNES OF JULIET CLAYBURN.
CONTINUED.

FORTUNES OF JULIET CLAYBURN
CONTINUED.
Juliet made no response; but suddenly
che drew forth Karl's miniature. from its
resting place, in the vicinity of her heart.
and, opening the case, first pressed the
colo glass TO her lips. and then handed it
to her mother.
'Ah! he has handsome face-a real
poetical face, said Mrs. Clayburn; land,
indeed. looks altogether like a poet, with
his long, flowing hair, and the look of
mysterious inspiration beaming from the
dark. thoughtful eyes"
"He does write poetry, sometimes" "
remarked Juliet. "He has written some
beautiful poetry in his own language,
and also some English verses for me-"
'.lsn't he extremely quick-tempered
and impulsive?" inquired Mrs. Clayburn.
"but l suppose he must bet is a char
aoteristic of the Won Oppenheim family. "
''Aunt accuses him Of being So" re-
piled Juliet, evasively.
Mrs Clayburn did not yet remove her
gaze from the picture.
II used to have g wonderful gift at
reading character from the physiogno-
N.Y." she said, "when I was Young
and mingled great deal with the world
Karl has voluptuous, tender mouth;
but the sensuality of the lower part of
the face is worthily redeemed by the
noble, expansive brow, and the sweet
expression about the eyes. hope, nv
dear, for yonr sake. and for Karl's, too
Tor am sure will love him-that your
present trouble and separation will soon
be ended. We must hope for the best
and wait events. Did Rudolph bring
you II letter?"
'Oh. yes!' exclaimed Juliet. "And I
have not even read it." With trembling
eagerness. she drew the document forth
from her pocket, and, breaking the seal,
proceeded to read it aloud to her mother.
Mrs. Claybnrn interrupted her in the
middle of the first sentence.
"You would better adopt the precau-
sion of locking the door," she said. ut
10 about time for your father to return.
and. unless the door is locked, he will
certainly intrude upon our privacy"
Juliet followed her advice, and then.
returning to the seat beside her mother.
read as follows:
DRESDEN, September Is, 18-.
The first anniversary of our engage
ment, my beloved Have you thought
OF 1t; and are you thinking of the absent
no,o. Jnile3 am sure you will not with
bold from me, in these, the darkest days
1 have ever known, that sympathy and
coincidence In my sorrow, which, coming
from you, will be far sweeter, far more
comforting to my heart, than aupht else
on earth. Rudolph will tell Won that nv
dear father is no more. I thank God for
permitting me to SEQ him once more in
lie. Almost ten years had elapsed since
our separation, and he WAS so broken in
appearance, SO marked with the ruthless
burrows OF old age and cnre, L conld
scarcely recognize him as the father
whom had last seen. Mental distress,
fear, did more toward his dissolution
than any physical ailment. His pecuni-
ary Affairs, Tor years pnst, have been in
astate"f great confusioD-owing. chiefly,
10 Franz. who has been, and continues
20 be, cnlpably reckless md extravagaut.
his patrimony descends to him in the
shape OF terribly encumbered estate,
"hich only the prudence and sustained
energy OF years can reonpsrate. But he
mas made his own couch, and must lie n
1t, blaming only himself, il it prove n
bed OF thorns. II Franz would set him.
self to the task. the thing could be gradu.
ally remedipd; but Franz, dear fellow.
has no aptitude for work-he lives for
seDloyment. At this present time. he is
OIL, on some chase after pleasure, leaving
me to plod through the dry tech nicalities
OF business: But, having promised to
remain until after Nannerl's marriage,
(which will probably take place in No.
v!ember.) in the meantime, / prefer hav-
ing some employment for my mind
otherwise, 1 would spend all the time in
useless repinings to seq Julie. As it is,
Julie is every where aud in everything.
Franz vito reminds me of you inces-
esntiy-that is. she would do 80, if you
were not already necessarily in my mind.