The daily phoenix. [volume] (Columbia, S.C.) 1865-1878, 1870-04-10


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FORTUNES OF JULIET CLAYBURN.
CHAPRER VA Su1ToR. ,.iS3
rDear shifdl inthree plain words thy mind
Wilt thou ithia good youth3 Dear father,
yes."-George Cra6be.
Mr.. Claybnrn was sitting on the front
porch, shaded by its hopeysuckle vines,
idly turning over the leaves of q bound
volume of Chambers E'dinbu,y Journal.
Being of a practical, turn of mind, he
stopped at q piece bearing a scientific
title, thinking it was Just the thing to
command his attention and interest. But
MIR. Clayburni was not in reading mood
he made several futile attempts to get
through the first paragraph-skipped to
the second, and failing to make any senss
of that, in the end allowed the book to
drop from HE band to the floor, while he
arranged himself on the lounge for an
afternoon nap. Voices came to him
drowsily, through the open parlor win
sitting. Aafaint smile of satisfaction
glimmered over his features as he thought
of the two, and with this smile on his
face. Mr.. Clayburn fell asleep.
He was awakened by noise of foot
steps. It was Mr.. Lyle taking his de-
parture. The sun had set long since and
the soft duskiness of twilight was spread
over the earth.
for tea?"
'tThank you, not this evening. I must
refuse occasionally TO ease my conscience,
and besides, intend troubling you again
to- o-nnorrow. A private interview, if you
please-any hour which may be conve-
nient to you." ,4,- a.i.t..
t!''Oertainly-certainIy," said Mr.. Clay
burn; suppose say IL. If it concerns
that legal business of which you spoke,
the sooner it is begun and the sooner
ended, the better. This is my motto in
business, but in the name of sense, what
is oil this? Has some treacherous Deli
lah bound me in my sleep, that I may be
shorn of my strength and delivered into
the hands Of the Philistines?"
''I'll ask Miss Juliet, if that was her
idea" replied Mr.. LYLE. seemingly anus
ed. '"Let me extricate you. We came
you asleep and she Immediately gathered
ell tho shawis and cioaks on the premises
to prevent you from catching cold, she
said" - Efias
''Thoughtful as usual! What would
I do without her?" ,
Not liking the tendency Of this ques-
tion, Mr.. Lyle made no reply and soon
after took his leave. AS Mr.. CIayburn,
having rid himself of all impediments,
was preparing to rise, his daughter came
forth, took her seat beside him and coiled
her soft white arms around his neck.
''Father, I have something to tell
your
"Indeedl and what is the something?"
"Can you not guess?"
hatched::"
''Yes, they have-three lovely little
birds; but that isn't the something"
sis Tabhy dead? or has Marco swal-
lowed fish bone?"
''You provoking papal No; guess
again."
"I'm not good hand at guessing, as
you perceive; bnt that fellow Lyle, has
he anything to do with it?"
"Yes. father; he has asked mo to be
his wife,"
"Well, my child, what did you tell
him?"
sI gave him no decisive answer; but
led him to hope that his suit would be
favorably considered, provided it met
with your appreciation.
Mr.. ClayburD became very grave.
''Jnliet, do you love Mr.. Lyle?"
"Perhaps do not feel exactly toward
him ns once felt toward another" was
the unsteady reply; "but respect and
honor him, and, if the truth must be
told. like him very much"
''On the WHOLE" interrogated Mr..
Clayburn, dejectedly, "your happiness is
involved?"
atOhi no indaad fathari n nj I'LL.