The Abbeville press and banner. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1869-1924, 1871-06-30
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{ elwHfT CaaE OF JsAL0Us

slWHAT CalaE Of JEALOUSY.
1t wase a,nisty, yet sweet;septcn=
Der night. 4 esyn SEQ the sky as it is
hung over Swans Nest, our seaside
3honue,, starry btue, with here and
there apsteh of white, aoa: ing rssoSs;l
,4ner :&antt the harrsstS M ooa eoraihS
up and flooding all the world with
xrolden splendor. 1 remember how
She crimson roses hung about the
>soor hcaryr With their ownsswcctness
ard. d.what s1ggestir colors 4 GATED up
tea,n the hower sbeds,nS tho dim old
garden. =" T ~can ever remember the
dress 1 wore-pure w:hite,z because
t nat was the dress in whichmy Hrs:
I and Logged me best. =, Did he love me
.s.s all Or was it my yellow gold
that %oh hin?
immediately after oar narriege~we
W cnt on the Ccntinent,s where ~'e
IT mbIcd about fer Xear q, two, win
1e ring in r$lsomcs and spending 6 SUM
u ers an,idathela y ~ THIN we re-
y .rued home. Bat the romantic
j ririt WAS etiH9 upon us, and We took
s hat our country afforded in tue way
: i g'essy tie., In sths midst sof. this
.andsrits, ii n. $eo,tlttry town amid
4 ~ Iakes, iuys #tir>t trolL.e came.
n the seeoai Gdsybf'our sGjearn at
I .e ho.el in this place, to which we
! .ad come in accordance 'Wit IA my his
| .and's wish. missed him. He was
.tl.ag for trout; one Of our pariy
{ ugyestc1. and in thr afternoon We
;rolied down towards the stream.
assing a small cottage We heara
pices, and something familiar niade
II g glance that way. TLera thtaz
~ ood, side by side, my husband and a
w ,mau "A young wona;f Witty ass.}
I. .ven-bair! ! passed o!i' in siirlcc (;
In = ,Aat,night, wheu,my hus''apdsss y
tu. ned and sou gbt n,eS waslreser"e'l
-a.H cold l refused to da"cc, and
w5alid not sing for him. He followed
me from place to place bis eycsst1li Of
sol .c;.udc. The instant we were in
.om yos6 room hoFtauyht ny Eandsin
l;s A. E
''' n darling, 1 il 1saij,;: %b.t> tEsoS':: ts5 ::
be Iyon?.''
or my life I could not tell him. I
va afraid to let him know that |
dH bted .Lis integrity. ~ pysv p,g
'lioface," Questioned dmia!y, 10
o II ,,rS,on 2n "a g = =
ais sfne eyes opsnod With astohiss-
na Mt. But he answered psssi ionately.
ia ovc you? Aye, better than you
wi ever know, Violet -.
Did $yonAAhavc you ever loved
ar ;osio; ese?s Iialtcred. 81
Nsysr,. giolet, on my 3henorsn'5i
J was happy, yet not .eatircIy salts
f,al. was woman. Eve ate the
t;,r bid'len fruit with Paradise all
ar1 ,und her. - s;e-"-s-- 80 ~
Then who was t, / ALTERED, that
wo mani saw@swith you-;his after
lfe ~started; and flushed very red
.for moment, then he laughed.
3:Oh," te said. .jratous, arc yon !?
TIA en- I am sure you love INC. Bat:
ser ;ously, dear, 1 ought to apologize
for nv long absence. That woman
.ws afriepd, ap oIl friend of~minor-
-sM MSmastfsss, ahM had TO helpAer.
A,s you salisfcd?"
I nodded nay head in assent;~~ yet
my heart was pot Jquitc, at rckts... AZ
ter that VIC went down to the Swan S
Nsst, ou, seaside homo, and settled
dol, sober married life; and for some
mc'aths onr bliss was perfect; and
the II that dreadful night came!
Horace has been goo all day. lie
hatt'hot- comc'to dinner as was his Gus
tor,: so after hayins oracge4 tea Il
DIRE ssed myself aud sat down insthe
&c: e-shaded porch to ,await .shim.
SUI issts dusk, evening the m6pn soar
ing srrpsabove the.sca Sail he sdid
nos come. Dirncr and supper had
boz h got spoiled; the flowers in my
hsi were fading, and was sick and
w, ,ry with Whiting aud suspense,
Ho racel lladp@es remainrd awaysso
lon Z Aiuco senr snra J, rias,e. sW6at
ootsId dct:in ISni soe Very sloxIy;
the evening went by. = Twelve neloeli
CA ne, the .mooa dropped out Of sight
la s;ag msaInss darkness An cw
10 'tcI oEE EfroT tbs top of the ole
wiElow,, ard the sarf Beat with
.ye ,ry, sobbing sound. ..-.,,.s.,..
worked myself up into pcricc
ta smor of slarm and, nervous excite
IA mt; and by degrees, the Old doubt
os fear, or whatever it was. stole bac!
10 9S nind. Ny husbapetSwaseerHe
~ sss 9: in NS sssi' sntnsnssl Is Z: : g., !,