The Orangeburg news. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1867-1875, 1874-09-12


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You see, sir continued the porter,
more conilcntially, Mr. Bygravc S
most intimate friend is painter, Il,
gentleman that paints Scripture sub
Jcc!s. and that's engaged 1T prasant ~
| heard, on Il picture Of the man that
tel among thieves and llr. Bygravc,
taSe 1t, has gone to pay his friend Il
visit
Mr., l'usscl thanked tho communica.
tive porter, ana 4 L.p,rtcl without lcav.
ing any message. For The only message
he could think Of was Tell him he was
villain and the porter was hardly the
proper person to deliver it.
When Mr.. l'nss~ll reached his home
in the country town where h practicci
his profession he sought the cirlcss
Opportunity OF being closctcl with his
vito. In the coaf.rcn,c that en-. ,cl
both wero utterly pn.z'cl How
Bygravc should haze bah h,vcl a, he lil
was incomprehensiblc .inl vet, while
apprnrin: to have fed from and Tilted
their dln.;htcr, the young man hal
really proposed.
Nobody, howcvcc, woull hlve guessed
Chat he had, to julie from Nclv'< be
',avior. y face as pale a. Il lily, ni-h,S
devoid OF rest, and pillows wet with
tears followed inmciiately upon the
announcement made to her ,hlt 81 .rAv.
had zone away; gouc, without wor!
or letter; gone. alter the significant;
speeches he hal made. secretly in he.
oNn car, and openly before her Glnilv;
lone no to return tor cj-;h:o n n,n ii,
at he least gone leaving a relrc,t be
hind that letters should not be lbrwlrl-
ed ana not lraving any address to which
they conli Dc forwarded Then. ap
PATIENTLY, came the stage Of wnuanly
pride an.i Just resentment. !lci heart
was Scared indc!ibl., bu; her face re
covered It's Lluoni AMI It's brightness
.snd Iwii'e;i became the accc,t,d ID lover.
Twelve months rolled away, aud she b /.
came Mrs. Twi!lctt. The happy honey
moon was over; she returned to her
native town 10 Il sang little house on its
outskirts; and in the very lirst wc.x oi'
her return, II; sha sat IN her bnnlnir
waiting tur hcs husband tocon,e ,llo;uc.
49, s Ysir3I,s 81 atis
iath,rs. The envelope WIS large, blu.
Que, and bore an al lrcSs which nc
counts for lis having 5.en ,ent 10 Ii r
!atl!cr's Miss Eleanor Russell. Sh
smiled as she broke open the c,ver, BIZ
the smil. was sue c:cale,l hy tros, Il III
Il start when she perceived insi,lc the
cvvcr Il second letter This saeon let
'cr was l!ood red. and, rs She look Ell At
the hand NritiuS, SIC ire NJ &C / exc,..l
ugly, and asnothrrel cry e,aap:l h.r
white lips.
1t may be r,membcrel thltoA IL.
night "l certain l,t Of >pri', l3 -,
Mr. AMI NJ :. Russell had Il c)nso o.s.:io /,
about tn; propric,y Of bringing NJ
i'y9ta'c t, propose; whereas ilr. By
crave, it was remarked ut the time, Ii ii
already proposed. Well, at dusk on
that same lst OF April, raw country
lad might have Lccn observed in F.c
street with Il letter in his hand and
staring and gaping inqulin.ly nb "a,
HIM. At last Slcam Of :nttiE.cnca
aud satisfaction lit up his face, anl h.
moved hastily toward an iron pillar box
which stood b. the roadside, and near
which some mschiovous young Arabs
OF the London streets were playing.
Want letter box Here you are,
my boy; shove it in at that ho.a at tn,
top, said one Of them. in the m ,st
tricndly an insinnaiing accents, to the
country lad
q! know, rrplicl the country lal
with look Of superior k npwl Il q IN |
experience, rs he carefully droppcl the
letter in at the su. ,cstcl hole. AMI
walked OF with an air OF Sa,is!i.c,,n
Oh you april fool shouted the
Arabs after him; but he ether Illu't
know whit 'icy meant, or believe in
It's beng Impossible tlat any bJywh,s II
ever would inlrinsc the law which Tor
bids The making of'April fools after
twelve O'Clock ut noon. At any .,te, h.
went his way regardless Of scoNs
ON, dear Oh, dear : scrai!nel Ike
tre"chcrously friendly Arabs, l.u.hin.
us II hen very sides would burst; .ho's
BIN and gone and put his love letter in
the duSt-bln; that he have
40 'h' country lad passed one Of The
arch, Ways hat lead from Fleet street to
me cn'lIc, lie was brought to asudder
stand stiil by a s:cntor!an hput.
homns cried voice that made the
co lntry lad jump.
Here oi be, Mus.er Bysrcayc,'
nmwcred Thomas, with tug at his
iroht hair, and broad grin at The
gentleman who h ID called {, h.n,
80 you've posted my letter. said