The Camden journal. [volume] (Camden, S.C.) 1866-1891, 1877-11-27
ROMANCE OF PICNlCS.

ROMANOG We I1ONiS'os
What glorious institutions picnic:
are! I've been told that matches are
made in heaven, but it is my opinion
that great many more are mado al
picnics.
The sun smiled brightly down from
| cloudless sky of blue, the soft winds
came across the lake freigbted with
sweet perfume, the air was melodious
with the songs Of summer birds, the
grass aud shrubs BY the wayside bent
their heads, jcwelled with sparkling
crystals, in silent alteration to the ra.
dian. god of day, as my chum, Hugh
| Greysop, and myself sailed in the ear
| " morning forth from the college, stu
ated about mile from Newton, on our
way TO Fourth Of Jolly picnic that was
to be held at Beech Grove, about ten
miles from N.
Ifyou've been 20 picnic you can
imagine the scene at the depot. This
was the first time l had attended one
of these affairs since MY arrival at
N, and I was quite amused on
witnessing the hustle Of embarkaiion.
"What place is like a railroad depot
in which to study human nature :" /
remarked to Hugh, as VIC stood on the
platform waiting cur turn for trans,
portation.
Herenpon commenced this iuteres-
ting study, by staring at everybody 10
general, and pretty girls in particular
The pretty girls found my study Of their
faces rather disagrccable, suppose, for |
met decided rebuff from little go'-
den haired, blue eyed fairy, who turned
to her companion, aud called ogt,-
9Scc cTe. Eirtx trTe 8 s''I"o'~e" %
human nature in raw state.
"ComplimeD,ary, Tom, by Jove y
said Hugh, as turned my observations
in another direction, attracted by lady
who Vas leading little boy and carry'
! ing basket of refreshments. The
child, having an inquiriug mind, want
ing to 20 to see something ofthe worlu
and at last his mother, getting out ol
patience, told him that ifhe didn't KEEP
still aud stay with mamma, the cars
would 90 and leave him, and tho
nouohtv man would get him. Thi:
made the juvenile set up n howl On
grand scale; and while was wonderlut
what would become of such mothers,
heard voice say
"What a pleasant study you are ha
wing. Tom Shall you have the prob
lem solved when l get back this eve
ning?"
| / looked up, and there was Hugh
| handsome face smiling from one Of tn.
car windows as the train moved OF.
made dash for the cars, and succeeded
in getting on the rear one. aId pltchln:
headlong into the lap Of golden hal
and blue eyes asore mentioned.
Imagine my feelings! What
situation for sensitive young gentle
man
| I picked myself up as best / could
and, blushing to the roots OF my hair
stanmered out some incohcrent word
of apology. AS | commenced search
ino for nv hat I heard golden hair an,
blue eyes say something in very mu
siciul voice that sounded very much lik
.verdant,' followed by a low litter.
found my hat in the far end of the cal
and rstreated amidst the suppressed
laughter Of the passengers and tn
scoruful glances Of the pretty girls.
After some trouble found Hug
comfortably oGsconced in n corner o
the foremost car, his feet at an angle o
forty-fve, with wreaths Of cigar smok
curling round his head.
"We!l, old fellow" was his saluta
ton; show caue you here? did nc
expect to see you again till night!
Now, wasn't that provoking! | fel
savage enough to choke him; but Wis
ions of haugmcn fitted before m
minds eye, and l desistcd from putin
nv murderous designs into execution
and; instead, seated myself beside bir
in no very enviable mood.
As the cars stopped at Beechwoo
station, all the passengers made gen
cral rush for the door. Much to III
, astonishmcnt, was taken up by tn
crowd and deposited on the platform
BY Jupiter! the first foot | moved
pnt smash down on the white musli
dress of golden HAIR aud blue eyes, tea
iug and spelling it irrenediably. sh
uttered a little scream, aud on recos
uizing the author of the mischief, e'
claimed awkward brute y and gathol
ing up her ruined trail disappeared
the crowd.
"By Jove, Tom you're in for at
ventures, should think" said Hug
"Do you know who that lady isl" sal
he.
"No; do you!
"Yes; she is Miss Nettie Wilford, an
that little gypsy, with black eyes an
curls; is her sister frankie, daughte
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