The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1874-04-29


Under whose motions Life'S dull billows
move;
! A Metaphor of Spring and Youth and Morn
ing
Here poor Helen was obliged to
take refuge again in the over
coat.
'Ah, DO not shun my kisses, tim
id bird! !! demonstrated the ursus-
pecting youth. Hide not thy
lovely face upon my breast, but
raise those beauteous orbs to
mine. True the darkness wells
them from my sight, yet l feel
] their glances burning z into my very
soulp
4 Sisl; they'd dry his clothes
on the way; the odor Of wet
coat is so unpleasant thought
Helen with snutt.
'Ahr continued Master Seeley,
unconcious of this application of
his remark. Now am I repaid
for all that l have ever suffered
in this dark struggle that we call
Life. At last are the dreams of
my youth realized? Gle was
nearly eighteen years of age, aud
cultivating an infnitesimal NOUS
tache.) Yes, thou didst dawn up
on my longing eyes, as the glorl-
Gus orb of day rises upon the cold
and sleeping earth, to arouse, 20
cheer and revivify. But how
poor and feeble seem my words,
fool that I ann (This with ex-
treme complacency.) 'Oh, would
that thou couldst read my heart!
Thou shouldst be able, since we
arc one.
'We-are we not formed as notes ofmusic
are,
For one another though dssimiar;
Such difference without discord, as can
make
Those sweetest sounds, in which all spirits
shake
As trembling leaves in ! continuous air !''
well, I've had about as much
Ct this sort Of thing as can con-
veniently stand said his compan-
ion TO herself at this point; 'and
its high time now for me TO think
Of tearing myself away from my
amiable and interesting young
friend
She let down the carriage win
dow, and leaned out, regardless
of the fast falling rain.
what is the matter, my pre-
cious? p anxiously inquired Her
bert.
4 am trying to see where we
are, but it's so dark that can: be
sure
we must be about three miles
out of town, and at this moment
thy cruel sister searches for thee,
in vain. In one short hour thou
wilt utter those words which will
make thee mine forever.
The minutes fly on golden Wings
"Oh, Herbert! stop the carriage
quickly! I've lost my bracelet 1t
slipped over my hand, and must
beat some distance behind now,
we're riding so rapidlyS All, seek
for it if thou lowest me. Seek tor
it carefully =
In an instant the carriage was
stopped, and the too trusting vic
tim was splashing off through the
mud, on his hopeless search. No
sooner was his figure lost to view
in the darkness, than Helen leaned
forward and said in low tones TO
the driver, What does Mr.. Seeley
pay you for taking him to Pearl
vile ?'
Five dollars num-
I'll give you ten if you'll turn
about instantly and take me right
back to town.
what AN leave Misther Saley?
Yes; decide Immediately
you've not a second to lose. Go
on and get Eve dollars or return
and get ten
Faith the temptations too
great entirely quoth Pat, as he
headed his horses in the other di-
rectiou, 'but it's a mighty quare
trick to play on the young gentle
man, sure !
Halo! What are you doing?
come back Confound you, come
back, l say' cried the youth in
question, suddenly and unpleasant
ly recalled to the prose of Life.
A loud Git dapv accompanied
by a crack of the whip, was the on
ly answer he received ; and as the
carriage rolled rapidly on, his an
cry shouts grow fainter and faint
er until they died away in the dis
tance. Helen put up the window
again, and settling herself on the
comfortable seat, remarked, PEN
sively "Poor little fellow, | hope
he won't take cold p
1t was nearly eleven O'Clock