The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1873-06-25
Vol. TX.

hear him say sometimes when She
WAS in 4 gracious mood, and would
let him talk to her:
"You never will marry Father
Luke, Iortcnsc. know you will
not. If YOU don't | will wait"
The words were overheard by Il
servant, and quoted against him
with fatal meaning aiterward,
bat | don't know how any one
would imagine anylhing evil in
them they were spoken so sweet
!y, and his eyes regarded my cous-
ms blushiny, downcast face with
such iondncss rs could have hid.
den nothing sinister.
Hortense must have vacillatcd
somewhat, probably great deal,
between the old man with all his
money, and dear, handsome Phil.
But ut last, as have said, be-
tween her longings after the fine
house, and her fathers insistanco,
she said yes to Father Luke.
She told Phil herself, when the
bargain was :airl $ madc-told him
with q saucy, cruel laugh, and .
mocking brightness in her bird
like eyes.
Phil turned winter than his COL
lar, and gave hcs such Il look
not wold, bnt one look, then he
went away, and left me and her
standing there together.
Hortcnsc grew \ little pale
women don't feel such things rs
men do, think they arc selfish
naturally, and their EDUCATION
makes them moro so. She locked
down ut me and smiled, and her
lips trembIcd, but she looked so
brightly: prctlily defiant Of my
poor Phil and his sorrow, that l
turned my back on her and said |
hated her. She laughed aloud ut
that.
Elf you hate me because You
love Phil, Cousin Dick, here's 4
kiss for you, and | wish l was
you -
And with kiss she was gone. |
I ran after Phil but I could not
find him.
Coming back through the shrub
berry though, l stumbled almost
upon somebody else-.Raynall Ford.
The man looked like a ghost
with his ghastly face, his set
white teeth: and his flaming eyes.
His hair looked as though he had
been tearing it with his hads. lie
had got the news Of uortcnsc's
engagement, though who told him
OF it, if any body did, | never
knew.
lie might have gathered it from
Il chance word or stray look.
There was 1 dinner party at my
unclc's that day, and when the
company was gathered, nobody
was missing but Phil. lie had
gone home. 1Iortense was never
so gay, 1 am sure, or SO beaut;
full. Raynall Ford, selt:possessed
and gentlemanly, and not looking
mucb like the half-wi!d individual
had seen in the shrubbcry-was
more smiling and affablc than his
wont. His hair flowed SLEEK and
shining either way from the part.
ING, and on his checks glowed two
round spots of scarlet that seemed
twin flames. He was very merry.
So were they all indeed.
But | could only think OF Phil,
when the ladies and gentlemen
Quilted the dining-room, | crept
away and got my hat. Hortensc
came to me as | was putting it
on and asked where [ was going.
ITO find Phil [ said GROSSLY.
And she. nevcr suspecting that
he had gone home, said softly:
"That is l good little Dick, y
and kissed me rs she had before.
But this time she left my check
wet with tears. ,o,,
"Shall I tell Phil you cricd?" l ].
asked with childish wisdom, and
! feeling myself suddenly endowed
with new Importance.
Uortcnse looked back over her
white and dimplcd shoulders rs
she was leaving me, and she seem
ed to hesitate. Then she sad with
i sigh:
Yes tell him, dear; but not that
I said you might"
1t was thick dusk when | reach
ed the road, going down the long
shrubbery walk; for I was little
Little did my cousin guess where
was really going. She imagined
that Phil was about the ground
somewhere, whereas he was miles
away, at his fathers house.
I was only eight years old, ana
I had never been permitted to 90
ont on the open road quite alone
like this; but far from being atr'ad
! held up my head and tried TO
whistle. and struttcd along us
though 1 had been Il Major se"ef'
al. =,
I don't know how far l had
walked or how long; | had I very