The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1876-01-12
Vol. XII.

ed more confidence and respect from
him, and I was utterly unprepar
ed for his refusal when we asked
him to sanction our engagement
I am afraid I displayed too much
Of the Linton pride and temper
for father grew very angry and
sent me to stay. with grand
mother, while Sidney should re.
main at our house, which you know
was not long, We had one inter
view. Sidney would have. ,releas.
ed me, bnt I would not be free
l said I would wait years, if need
be, for my fathers consent, feeling
sure that consent was only with.
held because Of Siduey's power
ty.
"Sidney Darrell was too true to
do anything claodestinely, and,
so We met only by chance. $
"Four long years of waiting,
hoping and toiling. With each,
my fondest dreams of his success
were realized. Competence was
his at last, and such laurels as he
had won might have graced a
kings brow. We went to my fa'
ther on my twenty-second birth
day, confidently expecting his
cordial consent. Mine was hot
a patien: heart, and I could hardly
bear his cold pitiless rejection OF
Sidney this. second time, when no
reason wassapparent. The bitter
truth came at last. For months S
I had received marked attenti Oh
fr m a reputed millionaire. I
had felt like a guilty creature in
doing so, for I hold human hearts
too sacred to be sported with, but
father had left me no chance to
avoid him, and [ could not see
where I was drifting. Father was
On the eve Of bankruptcy, and Gil
bert Morris wonld save his sinking
credit at the price Of my han d.
Don't blame poor old father for urg-
ing me to this lovcless maria &C.
I know lie suffered infinitely more
than Sidney or I. My step-mother
was ill-dying, we thought, with
consumption. She was reared in
luxury, and it was terrible to my
father to think Of her bearing poV-
erty. I could not sacrifice myself,
but I had some property left me by
my own mother, and that sustain
ed my. fathers credit while my
step-mother lived, which was on
ly three months longer.
The morning before I gave Gil
bert Morris my final answer, I re-
ceived a note from Sidney saying
he would sail within an hour for
Earope-that,' as [ was to be-, the
wife Of another, be must trav ell
to forget the past.
81 looked for him to come to me
when the crash came and father
died; but he never even wrote.
Still, I believed be would come
back, and in this belief lived and
worked. + ,
.There was no time to sit and
nurse my grief: My young step
sisters, Essie and Daisy and my
self must be supported. This dear
old place Of grandma Kinks was
leftme; I had uncle Bben, our faith
full old gardener, SO [ commenced
market gardening for a living.
l tried teaching, too; but it was
too confning, I gave it up after
one term. l then added a small
dairy to my garden, and by close
economy was enabled to live COM
fortably, even happily" Z.
"Happily ?" questioned andis-
ciplined Sadie.
eyes; I do think any one who
cultivates a submissive spirit, and
conscientlously performs each du'
ty,cannot fail to derive certain de-
gree Of happiness from such a life
This does not come all at once
there must be many sad failures
before the lesson is learned
Strong to endure as I felt myself
when the star Of my love went
down, when there was no heart
to share life's good and i'll with
mine, 1 sank into such darkness
of soul as l shudder to recall"
'Did Sidney die ?''
"To me. Two years from the
day be left, I saw his marriage in
a foreign paper. That was the