The weekly Panola star. [volume] (Panola, Miss.) 1857-1881, 1870-12-24

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Il was very plain W me that Dewisou had
got some Ideas that we're nni altogether ~
pleasant, and guly withheld bic knowledge
out u consideration for my feelings.
turned over in my mind what he said, and
The more ! thought Of II the more anxious
| hlt, and I passed A. restless aud misem
bic a night A. ! possibly could, while Devil
son slept like top.
SomohoW my citation Of spirits had van
ished wonderfully and / wondered how
on earth | ever had the least hope that my
errand would be successful Dewison had
plunged me directly into q cold bath. and
Julia had changed considerably In my eye
since ! started from home. Altogether |
was wretched and melancholy.
AT ten on the day following, the train
slackened It's speed AS we approached
Briarwood station. | commenced 10 feel
particularly uncomfortable.
Here we are, thank the Lord now
mind, Penniman, treat the Obstacle polite
y and with u proper dignity, and III keep
my eyes open for our chance
nodded, my throat was parched, and |
could not have spoken a word for a for
tune. i remember that | gaped and chok-
ed as though | were going into bat at
cricket, ana | actually wished myself back
in my dingy room. | would have moved
the station a dozen miles further on had |
been able to do so, and thus have had time
to fix in my mind what | was to say in
way Of greeting.
1t is strange how quick q train of cars
will stop when there is no particular rea-
son why 1t should, and with what celebrity
the conductors get the doors open when
they could have waited a moment and
taken things easily. Dewison got out first
with the luggage, and | followed, tremb-
ling. ! saw her the moment | put my
foot upon the platform.
40, Dick, am so glad you've come I've
got these horses to hold and | can't shake
hands with you, but"
She evidently expected me to kiss her,
and | did, and bungled as | always do. TO
kiss a girl properly when she is quiet, is
bad enough, but | defy the coolest fellow
alive to do it properly when a pair of
horses are backing and pulling her about,
How beautiful she was; she wore an
Astrachan cloak, and hat, with a red
feather In it, tipped jauntily down nearly
to the bridge Of her nose; her cheeks were
Of delicate purple usual when the Their
mometer is at zero, and dimpled with the
rarest essence of fun, and it was magnifi'
cent to see her saw the reins like an old
jockey.
She. greeted Dewison genially, and told
him to take care of the robe in the back
seat, and not to lose it on any account.
Dewison looked at me knowingly, and sat
carefully on the robe as he was directed,
/ always counted those few moments OF
our rides as one of the bright spots in my
individual whirligig, | was entranced at
her beauty, and savagely reproached my
self that | had got her to fancy such a fel-
low as myself, and trembled to think she
might find me out as an empty head, and
as a man very far from lovable. She chat.
ted about this, that and the other in the
sweetest way imaginable. Among Other
things she said that Dewison had been in
valuable to them in decorating and con
irving. Now Dewison had never told me
of this. She said he had been down there
planning and working for nearly a week,
| looked around to ask Dewison for some
explanation, when l found that Dewison
and the valuable robe had disappeared. We
instantly concluded that he had dropped
out noiselessly into the snow, prefefring
to reach the house before us, for some in
applicable purpose of his own. The rest
of the ride was delightfully."- long and
sweet, and | gladly take advantage of a
story-tellers jump, and land directly at the
door of Briarwood, where the Obstacle
was shouting a hearty hypocritical wei.
come, and poor, frosty Dewison was stamp
ing his feet on the flags.
That night, just as we had got our can
dies for bed, a servant slipped a note into
my hand. The handwriting was that Of
the Obstacle. | tremblingly thrust it into
my pocket, and Dewison and | assembled
the stairs TO my room, where / unfolded
the letter and read as follows:
BRIARwooD, Dec. 23d, 1856,
MY DEAR Mr.. P~ENNIMAE: / feel obliged t.
write a line to remind you that Notwithstanding
welcome you as cordially to spend the holiday
with us as | should any one, l, of course, receiv,
you In no other light than that OF a mere friend o
mine and my daughters. ! was rather impruden
and perhaps unkind to ask you here, but | deter
mined that you would feel In honor bound to keel
our agreement Of a year ago, and not permi
yourself to renew your attentions to Miss Julif
without my consent. | wish you to feel toward
me as though this note was never written, aud
assure you that 1 am yours, truly,
THE OBSTACLE.
"The asst"
1.-THE goatl"
Bitter and prolonged were Dewison's
anathemas. The dear fellow had evidently
affair, and took my rebuff in good earnest,
and made ten times the noise about it thai
| did.
| begged him TO be quiet no, he wouldn't
be quiet. "The idea Of getting o man
safely into a house and then to twist the
nose Of his honor and beg he won't be
hurt. Think Of holding a man by a com.
pact a year old, and yet permitting him to
dance, eat, talk, flirt, sir, with the for
hidden fruit. 1t is a refinement of cruelty
that drives one mad to think of"
Il nm convinced, however" said Dew.
ison, cooling a little, that the old gentle
man will be as firm as a rock, and will not
bulge an inch. But I'll make a trial for