Orangeburg times. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1872-1875, 1872-10-02


old mansion, and the grounds were under
elaborate cultivation. Along the paths
were fountain basins, and arbors of wis
taria. Rank, dark ivies shaded the beds
of japonicas and heliotropes. The birds
bred in the aspen trees, and. the Septenn-
Der sky bent soft above much beauty, as
Evesham stood upon the lawn, idly
breaking roses, and looking tdoughtfully
about him.
He had home now. Years before he
had planned home similar to this, fully
expecting to share it with one of the most
beautiful creatures God ever made. In
plain words. Mary Naples Tilted him.
Then he banished all thoughts of home
and happiness. He became. wanderer
upon the face Of the earth--a seli-iin-
dulgcnt pleasure seeker. Disguised with
such tollics, he had at length came to- a
better mind. Satisfied that there was no
Lcthe in dissipation, he had dropped the
unworthy role, and returned to the high
purposes and pure aims of his youth.
lie had turned to his profession, the bar,
and already famed, was gathering laurels
for his brow. Yet an inexpressibe wear
mess gathered in Basil Evcsham's eyes
ms he stood upon his lawn, breaking the
yellow la1larguc roses, that afternoon.
There was a sad echo in the dainty
rron.s-of mournfulness in the sunny
study. TO whom should he give the
roses when they were gathered
"Is is a house, but not a home" he said,
throwing down the blossoms, with his
usual impetuosity, and striding away.
AS he rc-entcred his carriage he re-
mcmbcred that he had business in town.
He should have barely time to attend Ito
it before dark. He turned his horses ssss .
iafged tiieln INTO swift trot.
1t was quite dark before he left the city.
The roads were not familiar, and he took
the wrong one.
He had just discovered his mistake
when he heard voice singing, So fine,
GO sweet, so clear was the. voice, that it
seemed to Evesham like Lurlcy's cry,
and l,c whipped his horses away from the
spot as if he feared some cnchantment.
After full half hours drive about, he
discovered his hotel.
~ fearful storm of wind and rain came
UP at midnight. Evcsham was awakened
by Il Knocking ut his door.
"Mr. Evcsham, will you please get tup?"
called the Major. "Therc is man here
in great trouble, and | want your adj
vice"
Evcsham hastily dressed and descend
cd. Hc groped his way through the dark
house to the great dining hall, where
lights glittered, and where several persons
surrounded 81 shaking old man.
when did she go, sir?" asked one Of
thc hotel servants, respectfully.
"Shc must have gone last evening. She
often rovcs about the house after it is
dork, but she never goes beyond my sight.
But thought she was in her room last
evening, nor cid miss the boat until the
rain woke me IN my bed, and I went to
her door to see if she heard it-for she
suffers much i'll thunder sterms-whcn I
found she wasn't there. I searched and
called, all in vain. At last I found the
whcrry gone, and then, sirs, 1 knew |
must come for help. My servant is old.
never disturbed him in his bed, but
came down here where knew there were
strong and ready men.
"4ou see, sir" sail the Major to Ewes.
ham, Miss Vassar is lost. She is prob
ably drowned" lie added, in an under
tone. "Stay here, sir" laying kind
hand on the pitiful, shaking figure of the
old father. "NIy men will give you dry
clothes, and make you comfortable, while
we do all that can be DONE"
Evcsham, the Major, and three of the
men, went oat upon the sands. The sky
was dark rs pitch, the rain driving.