The daily phoenix. [volume] (Columbia, S.C.) 1865-1878, 1870-09-28
GOING HOME.

1fyou'd put yourself in his place."
- GOING HOME.
There were lights in one of the large
houses in Belgrave Square, o carriage
and pair stood before the door, and in
one of the splendidly Furnished drawing
rooms within sat a young girl, dressed
for ball, fastening the buttons of her
tiny gloves. She was very fair-fair
with the pale Saxon beauty 80 instructive
of our race; delicate, aristocratic face;
large. dreamy, pansy eyes, and lustrous
wavy hair, falling over the white, SHIN
mering silken robes, like golden sum
shine on the snow-clad Alps.
beautiful, exceedingly" she seemed; (;
and go the fine, tall man thought-hsr
brother, evidently, by the likeness be-
tween them-as he entered the room
and stood for moment gazing at
her.
He smiled approvingly, as, taking up
her fan and bouquet, she advanced to
meet him; and then shadow of some
thing like anxiety fell over his face. It
was gone, however, in an instant.
'.I am afraid We shall be late. Con-
stance; it is nearly IL now, and Lady
Churchill begged us to come early"
81 am ready, William" she replied;
''but there's plenty of time. We shall
be weary enough before it is over" And
she shrugged her shoulders with charm
ing gesture of Indifference.
s'No revel is complete without it's
queen" replied her brother, gallantly.
"Your adorers will have been fuming
themselves to death for the last two
hours, fearing youIwould not come"
cit will do them good" she replied
with laugh; "they will learn wisdom in
time"
"And Sir Richard?" questioned her
brother, looking earnestly into her smil-
ing face.
She crimsoned-a flush of anger, not
of Iove-and turned impatiently away.
.'Sir Richard may wait forever. He
has had his answer already"
Her brother bit his lips.
81 think you are foolish, Constance.
Sir Richard loves you, md would make
you o very good match"
Constance twined her hands around
her brothers arm, tears trembling in her
eyes.
"I shall never marry, William, never.
Please don't ask me, dear. I am very
happy here with you"
He stopped and kissed the beauteous
laCe Iuho "aS 'uIHeh ~ PlteouSiy W
his.
"There! don't spoil your pretty eyes, {"
he cried; 'some one will induce you to
change that resolution, I hope"
He drew her hand into his arm, and
led her down the broad staircase into
the hall, where o powdered footman
stood with wraps upon his arm, ready to
see them into the carriage.
The street door was partly open. and q
noise of alteration and rough voices
speaking sharply caused the gentleman
to hesitate.
"Whnt is the meaning Of this dis
turbance, Barnos?" he asked.
sit is man, sir, that is himpertinent,
and won't 60 away; and John is making
him."
"What does the fellow mean? What
business has he here?"
"He says that he wants to see Miss
Power, sir"
''To see me-" exclaimed Constance,
while her brother frowned.
"He is most howdaciyus, sir, and says
he knowed she was coming out, aud
would stop till she did"
Constance, my love-" said Mr..
Power, ''you had better stop into the
library. I will soon settle this affair"
He opened the room door for her,
and, then going out on the steps, stood
for n moment i'll angry amazement at
the scene before him.
An old man, baro-headed, was strng-
Cling with two Of the men servants Of
the house, gesticulating violently, while
small crowd Of curious listeners, col
lcctcd by the uproar, were grinning and
laughing, and shouting to the comba-
tunts to have fair play.
II will see her! ! will see her!" tho
old man was cxclaiming. cts matter
of life and death, and III not stop till [
do"
"John, go for the police!" shouted the
stentorian voice Of Mr.. Power.
At the sound Of their masters voice.
the men let go their hold of tho man.
while four or five )ung urchins started