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

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rary feeling OF unhappiness, at tho
| YOU dosnot approve, o q I L { caa yrslihquish
him, without q pang. Nothing oan make
tme nIhappy bnt-to displease or distress
you-or 70 fail 70 crafty, you in every
Way which lies in' my power. ''a41 80. sttE
"Tben, il you do not care pastioularly
for him, I would rather you would not
marry. I do not see, anyhow, that it is
possible for me even to allow another to
hayea claim or share in my precious
child" p,isl
mo one shall, If you do not wish it.
father. We can be quite Independent of
the rest Of the world; we are supremely
happy inieach other"
"Yes, indeed" said Mr.. Clayburn; ;
s'bnt nyle. .4poor fellowl } I%ah lsoTry to
strike him such q blow. T fancy T can
see his father brave, generous Benjamin,
my best, my earliest friend, looking at
me from the grave. with ,sorrowful. re-
proachful eyes. really wish you cared
for his-son, Juliet, he, is a nobfe-heartei
qualities of mind and heart, high-toned,
and the rich blood of heroes coursng
through his veins. My girl, how have
you managed to steel your heart against
! so much true manliness and. worth?'E'
''Do you really like him 30 we'll,
father?" r~a
'.Like him! OF course, I do. Not to
appreciate and value the qualities Of
such man as Theodore Lyle, would
argue myself wanting in those powers
which command the good estimation of
Others"
"And il felt preference for him,
you would approve the matchP"
Undoubtedly. my child. It would
be source of high qualification to me,
for he will make q son-in-Iaw of whom
any man might we'll be proud" nu- rs.
.'Then, father, give me your ear. I
dearly" ."f .S,i,.,, .'
CHAPTER VIA LOVERS TErE-A-TETE.
Alas, poor Yorickl knew him, Horatio;
Fellow VI infinite jest, of most excellent fancy.
Juliet Clayburn was once more an
afianced bride. She was standing now
at the parlor window, with flushed
cheeks and love-tinctured eyes. looking
for Theodore. The day was wet and
oheerless, and the wind moaned in ftful
gusts among the giant old trees in the
front yard. It was surely not prospect
to tempt one abroad, and Juliet turned
her starry eyes away from the dreary
scene.l and gently sighed. as the rain
began to pour in q fresh flood:
HE cannot come," she murmured; !;
'three whole days-how can he remain
away another?" o..
Theodore himself thought the thing
impossible, for Juliet had not waited
much longer, before the white gate
swung open, and Thodore's black horses
dashed up to the door. Throwing the
reins to the boy, he jumped out, gayly
kissing his hand to the lovely watcher at
the window She ran ont to unfasten
the hall door for him, offering her hand
in salutation; but Mr.. Lyle warned her
yards, until he had divested himself of
his wet overall.
"Von Oppenheim called me- the
nearest approach to deluged quadruped
of the genus mus he had ever beheld,
the day arrived in Ashburn, or in other
words, the day first saw you; but I
think I can claim the title now with
equal right, as on that memorable oc-
casion." 5.
This allusion made Juliet thoughtful.
Was she remembering how she had
laughed that day when she saw the two
gentleman embrace with such extrava.
CANT warmth? urs
"Now," said Theodore. as they stood
together before the cheerful fire, "now I
will shake your hand, and little more
affectionate salute, ladie.l lore, if you
please, for, take into consideration the
three long, everlasting days, we have
been separated"
II cannot tolerate such nefarious
PRACTICES" said Juliet, laughing, and
running around the sofa to evade the
salute.
you're wicked coqnette, that's
what yon are!" affirmed Mr. Lyle, throw
ing himself savagely on tho sofa. You're
not glad to see me, and you don't care
q mite for me, or else you would not
treat me So"
''And what are you?" asked Juliet,
playfully; ''a cross, unreasonable fellow.
But I'll come and sit beside yon, if you'll
promise to be good humored and agreea.
ble."
''Do SO, if you like" answered the
gentleman, "but make no promises.