The Orangeburg news. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1867-1875, 1872-05-25
Folsom was as eurased y Iaabel's in
differently graceful bow.


differently graceful bow.
"Aunt Clara" she said when Isabel
had gone to her room that night, to
weep and suffer all tho long hours, "shall
you allow her to mingle with our visi-
tors? She is much too elegant and
aTiistooTatio &c pass unhssii5ed unhssii5ed Among
company"
Gas often as I eau spare her, of
course. Why should she4not see little
enjoyment, poor child Eou are getting
jealous again, Elien"
"You remember how niy music COVER
ness foiled me in that asair with War
ren Raymood? dousfs cure that this
proud, fair girl and should run face
for Charles Roberts"
"You have no reason TO suppose that
Charles Roberts cares for you; you never
met him more than dozen times"
True. But care for him"
"We'll not trouble ourselves about
that"
X * - *
Day after day went and of the
scores Of gentlemen who had called on
Mrs. Cravern and her niece, Isabel had
seen none, for all her kind friend insisted
upon it.
Isabel had grown t5. comprehend
perfectly Ellen Folsom, and treated her
accordingly. Sometimes when Ellen
wanted favor done $50 would go to
Isabel, and Isabel would do it. or
course there was perfect apparent
cord:slity between them, while really
they were at swords poiuts,
1t was cne day, when Isabel had been
two months there, that in passing by
the parlora door, she camc lace to face
with Ellen ard Charles Rob rts. How
she hated herself for that sudden blush
she felt burning on hag checks; but US
she glanced up aud caught Ellen's
~cornful, angercd eyes, she suddenly
grew perfectly composed and calm
Isabel! is this really you? Why,
had not the siishtesS-iitssea you had come
to Mrs. Cravern's. Are you we'll and
happy"
He heat to whisper quickly the last
word. Isabel gave him her hand with
her oll-time grave quiet and hauteur.
"Qnite. ,hauk you. The friends in
Daisyvillc are all wcll?"
oh yes, and you can't conceive how
many of them miss you'll"
THAT is pleasant to know. I am in
somewhat of hurry, Charles-Mr.
Roberts. Good-bye;" aud she hastened
ON without another word
Once in her room, she sat composedy
down to her work, while Mrs. Cravern
was out for her noon ride
She wondered if Charles had forgot.
ten her-that is, ceased to care for her !?
She asked herself the question in a
careless sort of way, and then went Oh
to think how nice he and Ellen locke
together; aud Of sudden frigh,ful
revelation came TO heS-so sudden il,
fairly took her breath-so blissful, her
senses ached with jny,1nd yet so dread
full she thought she should not survive
it. All this in magical second, and
the revelation was ths-shc loved Char
les Roberts, and had loved him all the
time; and he loved her not any longer,
but Ellen Folsom!
At that very momept Ellen came in Il,
in all the blooming beauty and stylish
elegance that characterized her.
81 have come to you for my first
congrutulation. Charles SAYS Won were
once an old friend of his"
Isabel felt her eyes grow dim as she
anticipated tho news.
"I am an cid friend" 1t was all sho
said. But how fully, entirely, she
experienced tho truth of her lovers
words that night they parted
We've not decided on the wedding
day, but Charles is in groat hurry.
Most lovers arc, l suppose. But you
are going to wish me joy?"
"Oh, of course, all i the world"
She wasn't very ebthnGias,ic; but it
was her will that forced her to speak
her heart was too sore.
"And there's anotl,er thing, Isabel.
You must pardon me for saying it, but
I'm sure your good Judgment will ap
prove. Charles has told me of your
little love passage; and | thought that
rs you had once been so much to him
and he'll be coming her. so orton, it