The Orangeburg news. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1867-1875, 1872-05-25

VIII hNthicpS itStiS iouSu, as BIG Sul
upright in the vehicle, aud watched the
houses that held people she feared she
fairly hated
At the station. house she had little
time to think-the crowds, the noise
the glare. the incoming and departing
trains-for Daisyville was an imre-.sa e.
terminus
After she had procured her ticket,
she sat down on seat just opposite the
door; and so, when Charles Roberts
came in, she saw him before he saw her.
He advanced straight over to her, as
soon us he recognized the black roted
figure.
sabel, l am tempted to take you
away from here by simple force. I have
been to the house, but you were too
quick for me. Isabel, will you persist
In this foolishness?"
He had taken seat next to her; but,
near as he was, he could not see the
palinS anguish that lay in her pure,
ella sic face, or the flush of momentary
wrath that followed his eager, impulsive
words.
sit is not iooiishncss, Charles. What
should do if did not goto Jrs -"
He interrupted her in his quick, hot
headed, earnest way.
"Where should you go, true enough,
my darling? Is not my home lonely
for the want of you? Does not my
heart cry out fer you, its queen? Isabel.
there is yet ten minutes; won't you
think of it again, and let Inc take YOU
from this place to be married 10 me,
anu to my hnme forevery Remember
my Isabel, how | love you"
Under her thick Grape veil Isabers
lips grew tightly compressed, aud slow
rcd bloom came to her checks. Ii was
great temptation; she, SO lonely. sn
fragile, to go out intu the world, nothin.
put companion To rich, strange wo-
'i'an, whose face she had never seen :;
and here was Charles Roberts, with his
splendid hnusc. his matchltss carri,se
aud horses. his handsome face, aud
lrrcproachablc character, who sat b.sid.
her, begging her to accept it all.
But Isabel Was proud woman, and
She could not brook the idea of marry
i"g Tor home, for mere gratitude, even
II she knew the offer came from the nau
who, she felt, worshipped her
But for all this, she dii not love
Charles Roberts aud there lay the
secret of her refusals-they had been
many, of him. And now again, with the
chilling LOOK out on the world before
her, she decided that she would work to
the death before she would be the wife
Of man to whom she could not give her
affections.
Il have made up my mind long ago,
Charles, and Indeed it grieves me to find
that you cling to me So am sorry :;
| wish for your sake Nigh, view these
things IN the same light you do; but |
cant. It is impossible, that is all. There
comes the train"
She arose, as the long train came in.
with sad, plying look at her lovers
face.
1--WE will try to be friends, then,
Isabel, though heaven knows how mock
ing aud empty friendship is after love
Write to me; if ever trouble comes, com.
mand me to any extent. You'll promise
that"
He held her hand at the last, and in
SO fierce clutch, that Isabel almost
cried out.
Good bye, Charles, good bye"
She was really gone at last, on the
way to her destination. That was a
long, lonely ride, and many tears fell
buck Oh that heavy, masking veil, before
she arrived at Colneyton, on clear.
bright moruiug, when the streets were
swarmng with lite and gaiety. 1t re-
viyed her somehow, and she felt almost
conten,ed when respectful railway
official tapped her on the shoulder, and
pointed to waiting carriage.
"The driver has been asking for
young lady from Daisyville. ! bell We
you took the train there, Miss1"
And so she found herself in Mrs
Cravern's carriage; and, later, in the
lady s presence.
Mrs. Crayern was an invalid, passabiy
good looking, who received her newly.
engaged companion with a polite
welcoming aud kind interest, that would
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