The daily phoenix. [volume] (Columbia, S.C.) 1865-1878, 1870-04-07
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FORTUNES 0FsJULIET CLAYBURN


OHAPTER IV.9;,H
AZ What would this man7-Pope.
...Theodorel y called !! Miss Rawleigh,
from one of theiinner apartments, where
she had, been, .dozing away the sultry
afternoon overa. ConSuelo. .Theodore!
what are you doinga" @"
"Doing naught," was the drowsy ro-
ply. vi .aE sa} ,,@.te Il
T.. :.ss.and to speak true,
Not anxious!to find aught to do.
':But need your services. want you
ono more-no more, entreat you,
Eugenia. I protest this fiery weather
inspires mo William innate repugnance to
motion of anytkind, and makes me feel
as Hlnggish ns-s G5e. tA0JN .
,...As that animal called the sloth," in
terposed the young lady, emerging from
the. room. ::.the;yery LATEST thingin crea-
fion. It i'd commonly found in South
America. but is sometimes the present
instance, for example, met with in higher
latitudes of hesame hemisphere. It is
recorded Of the sloth, Theodore, that
after climbing a. tree by slow inches and
devonring all it's leaves, it dies from pure
starvation, or rather lazipess, or both.
But there it dies-and in my opinion
dying is too good for tit ought to be
made to work.
@"You are pretty hard down on fel-
low" said Mr.iLyle, making faint at
yawn. ST deserve it all, for I verify
haven't energy enough to defend my
sell" and Nr. Lyle threw himself back
comfortably in the loupging-chair, prop
ped his feet against the bookcase, took
q lazy observation Of one of Rosa Bon
hours pictures, which hung above his
head, aud finally resumed his former
occupation-if occupation it may be
called-of indolently outing at the flies,
with his riding whip. :
''Never mind" remarked Miss Raw
leigh, in spirited. independents tone,
sit .nakes no difference, not particle.
I can get one Of the boys to go with me. +"
go with you--wherea" inquired the
indolent gentleman, with o considerable
flow of interest! -l,t
ooh, no wherei Please do not disturb
yourself. It would be pity; you are SO
comfortable. I'm only going over to sit
awhile with Juliet, and thought perhaps
you might not object to bear me COM
pany." @
''Your most humble and obedient SER
want to command, " exclaimed the sloth,
WILL 1mu6uSo ulHCrlCy. why u1OQ
you say SO ot first? was just turning
ing if it would not be too great an impo-
sition to GO so soon again. OF one thing
there can be no donbt: if these numer-
ous visits are nuiannce to Miss Clay.
burn, it must be gratifying to her that
the evil is growing one"
H2As the lady and her cousin approached
Mr.. Clnyburn's residence, Mr.. Lyle
espied Juliet!sitting on the piazza, the
most inhabitated and inhabitabe part of
aSouthern house in summer. Seuted be-
side her was a gentleman, whose face,
turned toward his companion, was par
tinlly obscured to the visitors by its po-
sition.
''Who in the deuce is that?" asked Mr.
Lyle. in q crusty under-tone
Harry Bhbbitt, suspect" answered
Eugenia, maliciunsly.
''Too tall for Babbitt," growled the
gentleman.
Dear mel" calculated Eugenia, as the
individual In question, who hitherto np-
peared too much engrossed to become
cognizant Of their approach now turned
his head, "Desr me! II it isn't Rudolph. ("
''At yonr service, fair. lady," said Rn-
dolph, rising and greeting them heartily
Ills lH uu uuCOuulbu pIeNSuTe.
nm rejoiced to meet YOU" was Mr.. Lyle's
salutation. ''Saintsabove! Could it ever
have entered into the Imagination Of man
to conceive, that the pale, ckly-looking
Rudolph would find it within the limits
of human possibility to grow up into
snch stalwurt model of comcliness?
You are very like yonr uncle. Don't
you think SO, Miss Clayburn?"
Extremely like" rrjoined Miss Clay
burn, land think tho resemblance in.
creases daily"
II wish were like him in other re-
spects, besides nero personal resem
blanco." said Rudolph.
$50 you are, dare say" remarked
Mr.. Lyle. Il should say you were. from
tho accounts have received. Won Op-
penheim says, considering your years,
yonr erudition is astonishing
''Does the angler like the fish he hns
canght?" inquired Juliet, laughing.
Rudolph colored and protested. En-
genia added to his confusion by accusing
him OF conceit, whereupon there ensued
lenrned and lively discussion, as to the
relative advantage OF the two extremes,