The Orangeburg news. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1867-1875, 1874-11-07

Cicvcland's wealth will bcstow what
need. l am only like great many
other women; we nre'not all destined
for happy love IIush! Here arc the
other bridesmaids aud the door was
pushed open, and four radiant girls
entered,
Splendid magnificent! cried n
chorons of voices; How superb you
look how harpy you must bc!'
-lhd there She sat, pale and silent,
with her hands pressed on her heart.
Gliltcring like :, fair queen, but, all !!
how miserable.
Well, until eight o'clcck, VIC sat aud
looked at her end admired her and cx-
anincd her rich bridal present. Then
we heard fiutter in the entry, and we
knew it WAS time to go down. M
Bcau:nont had come for his daughter.
We'll, my princess, arc you ready z
he said
'irs,' she replied, as she took her
f .tlicr's arm. | noticed that she some
wha! shrank back, but she soon recover
cd herself, and proceeded with as'cMy
step, while we followed her. In the
library We found the groom aud his six
attendants; among them stood Clinton
johns. lie came forward with that
easy, hal inpndcnt manner OF his, ana
taking lsahcl's hand. said, while he
fixed his pleasant looking brown eyes
upon her:
DO you know since have been here
this evening have asked myself one
question several times; Shall tell you
" hat it is?'
size merely bowel her head.
'Why did | never ihiuk Of asking
you to marry me-
saw her rn, her hand to her heart
and shivcr, us il she was cold
Its too late now, Isabel
TOO late .hc said, as She TUNE
AVA and ;o,k the arm of W. Cl.y.
land
Paired on with our groom ,mcn, We
followed the bride AMI groom int, I'll.
urawin- room. 1t seems t, N. that I
can see the ,.cn. now the brillia It c,m
pany; tic rich floral dacnr.t .ti,rs; tn.
sp!cn@lilly lu:n;,hal rom, an IL, ,p.la
yorgeously attire bri l.. W. e'r:le
around her, aud the bi,h,r cnn.n ,naal
tho mrrri,mc service: a il ,5..:,,ol
The bride seemed to =row Ealcr Sui
denly she !, staggered; Il luZen arniS were
thrnsi r.rward t. upho her, al sh"
fell lnn,in. ~ we thought into those of
Clinton .Juhns. IL b, her - the sofa
aud i'll her lowa; sle never sp,le; "!
gathered IL: dist nee ar,lni her $. n,
not to impede The free c.rcu:,,i'r ,ilir,
hu, Chino. John, rem ,ine.l 5c@i /: her.
| never >as any human being winter or
more radiaurlj beautiful ~ 81 WI,
rs she !iy on that crlm>oa vclv It : ia
in her .l;ttrr.ng attire She fixed her
dying cyes-'nr, ALI, sh. WIS dying
on the handsome fac. Of tn: ul,n she
loved so will, gave few short aa,pS
and WAS dead 1t WAS SO sullcu, ), her
ribc, that it seemed t. strike u, AL
dumb Scarcely less whitc ,han the
dead woman s was the face Of the n. n
who slew her, for slay her he dill.
wonder if his con,cicnc. never ac>u,cd
him of being her murderer. One by onc
the bridesmaids stole up to her an
kissed The white brow. Poor Isabel,
sohbed l;strllc, your bridal is in
Of hear. disease, bit always thought
lha, her heat had broken. She siiI ii,
wrenchcd it, but you know rh.t it i,
arlly possible She could give it au:h Il
wrench without breaking it. Whit i
you think z
i think there are more broken hcirt-
than the world knows o., sail.
Some blow comes down with frshtfai
Some sorrow ovcrtakes
| Poor heart il struggles SADLY on,
And then, at last, i, breaks.
That's what the poet says and sup
pose thnt il is So What became o! Z in
ton Johns =
lie married, Of course; and as self
fsh, hcar,lcss men are apt to do he
married for money. | mot him few
nights sinrc ut the opera; he came iuto
my box had been away for several
months, and it wa, Il first time had
seen him since his marriage IL poiltnl
out dark, low -browcl, short, stont wo
man, shockingly over dreoscl, who sat
tanning herself with huge pink fcath I
cr fan in an opposite box, rs his w!!3
'Why, dear me, sal how vEi
unlike poor dear Isabel People thnuht
you were in love with her
Oh, yes, ana really did liz her
very much you know; we welI quite
young when we first began to Y.e each
other II
Like you, indeed Why-he Lowell
YOU. aud YOU broke her hcxG. | don 7