Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1875-04-10


that leaving some here with graves il
their hearts that can never be forgot
ten--be forgotten" she repeated mus.
ingly. The eyes were bent upon the
| floor, and the white hands clasped con
vulsively.
Willis. darling, has the world ther
so cruelty robbed you. and left shad'
ows there that must sadden your life 2
The thoughtless girl was sympa-
thizing woman now, and the upturned
eyes were misty with unshed tears,
With sisterly protection Willis wound
her arms around the kind hearted lit
tie creature.
"Forgetfulness, Clara, will always be
a stranger to my heart, but remember
child in coming years that too low
they build, who build beneath the stars.
This earth hath not breadth, depth,
height enough for destiny" With this
warning she turned. and glided noise
lessly away in the direction Of the mu-
sic room.
Left alone, Clara Ray stood and pom
dered her friends parting injunction.
Destiny. forgetfulness; what odd themes
to pass with such bitterness Willis
Waters coral lips! Too low they
build, who build beneath the stars,
she repeated over and over to herself
Can it be possible that Willis Wa
ters so early in life's young day has
found this to be true? will give it a
trial at any rate, and find out for my
self. This world too limited for des-
tiny, ehl | wonder where she expects
it to be fulfilled. Well, think shall
try to get my share of it here, for |
think my chances rather slim in the
world to come.
Destiny" she repeated. and the
great hall clock seemed to catch the
echo and vigorously ticked destiny,
destiny"
Starting up from her reverie she
walked out for promenade. No puz-
cling question troubled her head long.
She would invariably shirk the re-
sponsibility of thinking on her neigh
Dor, and take upon herself the posi-
ton of speaker, With all of her fri
volity, Clara Ray was true-hearted and
earnest. A friend to all, she inspired
universal admiration. A pleasant
word here, a kind act there won for
her in the hearts of all an individual
niche. There was within this sprite of
merriment the germ of rare nobility,
seldom met with in the great polluted
masses of earth. She gave promise of
uniting candor to charity, two most ex-
cellent virtues in womanhood. She
had from the first day she entered
school been attracted toward Willis
Waters. She knew not where the
magnetism existed. She saw in Willis
a plain unassuming woman, one of in
tellectual endowments far above any
she was associated with, silently and
haughtily holding in contempt any eff
fort to gain her confidence, but to all
strictly courteous. There was some
thing about her, a nameless charm that
was certainly irresistible Perhaps
twas in the fash of the beautiful eye,
as it lighted up with some thrilling
thought, or perhaps in her gazelle
movements, her chaste, sparkling con-
versation. The attraction was mutual
and they were bound together lasting
Iy by friendships golden links. 'Tis
said that extremes generally attract.
In this case it was charmingly veri-
fed. One was living glacier, statue
of dignity while the other was civil
lized sprite, amerry Hebe. Perhaps
friends never more widely differed
again, perhaps none ever loved more.