The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1874-03-18
Vol. x.
And that was the waY I made

had been in the house three day!
we were the best Of friends
and after he introduced me to my
dear Della, l thought more Of hin
than ever.
l say my dear Della. Yes ouI
acquaintance rlpcued into love
and she confessed that | had wor
her affections; and her confession
was made within three weeks o
the day that Grogstar INTRODUCED
me to this lovely creature,
"'Twas on the evening of . day,
Which we in love had dreamt away"
as the poet says, that made my
proposal. We were sitting upon
an eminence near the seal al
Del:a's feet, looking up into hcl
beautiful eyes, she looking ocean
ward, her lamb.like couutenance
illuminated by one Of her child
like smiles.
"Delia," said I, and as usual in
such cases, | took her hand
"Delia, you are the only woman
that | ever loved-the only wo'
man that can make me suprcmel y
happy"
As usual in such cases, she did
not withdraw her hand.
"Oh, will you darling? ?" urged,
after a slight pause, getting ready
20 press her to my bosom.
"Cornelius," she replied, in her
sweet, fute.iike voice-"Cornc!ius,
I've been through with this be
before; therefore, I beg you'll ex'
cuse me for any seeming lack OF
! enthusiasm but believe me, Corne-
Illus, ] love you very, very dear
ly.'
"And may I call you mine ?"
YES" she faltered, with such
an innocent, child-sike smile upon
| her countenance that [ could bard
! " believe that she was 4 widow.
After cscorting my beloved back
TO the hotel that night I rushed
into Grogstar's room to tell him
of my good fortune.
I found him sitting by the open
window, enjoying the sea-breeze,
and smoking in a calm add medi-
tative manner. He welcomed me
with cheerful smile, aad motion
ed me to take q seat.
But I couldn't sit; / WAS alto
gether to full for joy.
my dear Grogstar," cri ed I,
dancing before him, ecstaticalIy,
you behold the happiest man IN
the world. She is mipe,"
Sab, you refer, I suppose, to-
! to the widow ~
"Yes, to my Della. The young'
the artless, the dove-eyed, the in
nocent and unsophisticated crca'
ture who-by-the-way, Grogstar,
| cannot think her as being a wild
ow."
aBut she is, Tynear. She is g
widow. In fact my dear fellow, l
suppose that's what makes hel
seem so artless. So she has"
"She has promised to be mine
Grogstar."
I thought there was a tear in
my friends eye, but it may have
been caused by the smoke from
his pipe. He grasped my hand.
"Tynear, said he, with evident
-"Tynear, l congratulate
YOU. She is q jewel. She is one
of a thousand. You arc lucky
man to win such a woman, but yor
don't know it. You think you do
but you don't. You imagine tha'
you are happy, but you've no idcs
how happy you ought to be, un
der the circumstances. She is
most remarkable woman, Tynear
but I assure you that-tbat she il
i widow"
Then Grogstar wiped his eyes
and resumed his pipe.
II am glad, my friend. that yol
approve Of my choice, and l hope
to see you at the wedding" sai(
il.
II shall certainly come. my
dear sir" returned Grogstar. {"
told Delis-Mrs Frogsham,
should say-tbat 1 should expec
an invitation to her next wedding
and she Used that I shoul'
Lavc one. Is the day .eopo'nted? ?
mo, but shall not fee! 81 H"0f'
in my happiness until it is. Oh
my dear Grogstar, excuse my
emotion, but if you had ever loved
as | love, you-"
II have" he interrupted, 81
KNOW inst what your feelings are
Give them vent. That was al
that saved me-"
"What! did you ever love a wo
man ?"
Yes, she was a woman" wailec
! Grogstar, "and-and she was :
widow"
"Did she die ~