The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1877-06-14
His host LAUGHED cos,lv

lady Would you believe il? She shot
and stuffed all those birds you were ad-
miriug in the library this evening"
, "Papa, will you please give me some
fish 2 Inc young iady's rich -o;co inter,
posed softly, and glancing at her, Forrest
saw faint flush staining her snowy brow.
The enigma was solved. By the aid
OF those large, calm eyes and her fathers
words. he recognized her as the girl car.
penter he had accosted in her otn shop
for before the evening was over, the
Squire had pointed out various little
carved brackets, frames, shelves, ETC.,
fashioned by his daughters deft fingers.
II always end my evenings with music
when the goddess il propiti0us," said the
Squire, smiling on his daughter rs he
opGhed the piano AMI placed some sheets
of mtlsic thereon.
Clare quietly glided forward and took
the stool. Presently q wonderful voice
rippled out, filing the room with it's rich
melody. AS she sat there, Forrest had
time to sean her critically.
"What irondrousiy beautiful girl p
he thought.
Hair of gold waived back from sweet,
womanly brow brown eyes Of marvellous
rounded checks flushed with delicate
pink; graceful neck and snowy throat ;
fnr.''essly moulded arms and hands with
tai fngers-these were her outward
graces that took captive Forests by no
means susceptible heart He gazed in
wonder at those dainty fingers, and could
not believe they ever fashioned anything
moro cumbrous than the foamy lace that
encirclcd hef throat.
Forrest went to bed that night feeling
as II in dream. When he closed his
eyes, that lovely face foated over him,
and he christened it "St. Cecilia :" but
when he thought of her welding ham.
mer and saw. they would open wide, and
the sweet vision would leave him.
At an early hour the next morning lie
descended to the east piazza. A beaul;-
full black pony accoutered for lady
stood before it. impstiently paving and
champing bis bit.
us that horse safe for lady Z" he
eueried of the groom who held the bride
The fellow shook his woolly head slow
ly and doubtfully.
dunno bout dat, sab, but Miss Glare
she ride i'm"
A soft rustic sounded behind Forrest
and Ee turned quickly. Miss Glare, in O
perfectly fitting dark. .bluo habit, with a
broad brimed hat of richer blue, caught
upon one side with silver buckle, from
which foated sable pumc-Miss Glare
stood before him. With bow and o
Good morning" he stepped aside to let
her pass, then followed her down the
steps to assist her on her horse. With q
iittls wave Of her gauntleted hand she
spraug into the saddle unassisted, and the
Impatient pony dashed off, The grin
ming groom yyent of chnck!ing aad wag:
g:sg his head. For st:,pcsed moment
Forrest stood gazing after the fleeing
vision, then turned and slowly walked
Two hours safterwnsd, Clare wad.grnee.
fully presiding at the breakfast table,
leoking, in her cool muslin, as innocent
and calm as -bathed rose. AS she
rose from her seat, Forrest sprang up to
unclosc the door.
"Now or never" he thought with pal
patating heart. "Miss Clare, do you
walk 2"
She stood quietly before him.
Sometimes"
How that one word, uttered in her rich
sweet voice. thrilled himl
"Can I, said he, bonding forward with
Unsurpassed eagerness, "can have the
pleasure Of your. company for walk to.
day ?"
She lifted her eyes TO his.
THANK you; but l shall be otherwise
engaged" 7fssg vsrY r+t ~
With bow herassei on. He closed
the door and re-entered the dining-room
where the Squire was still reading his
paper. The latter looked up.
,sRutherford, don't you ehoot?" ;,f,r
Sometimes" he answered; but how
differently the word was spoken from tho
"sometimcs" that was still thrilling on
his eur. "a .!}sf 4kAW4s
The Squire laughed. ofe's
"You don't speak very enthusiastica,-
ly. However, when You feel like it. lust
nsip yourself to anything in the closet :"
and he rose and opened dnor.
"What !:ead. y.looking little room,"
aaid Forrest coming over TO IL.
It contained any and everything that
would delight the heart of hunter.
"This is Clare's;" aud the Squire took
up on elegant shotgun.
Forrest reached out for it. ;s
"How cruel IL SEEMS" he muttered,
running his hand along the barrel, "forr
a lady to use this"
The Squire glanced up quickly.
"Do you think so? Don't dare to tell
Clare that" and no laughed;again as he
took his gun and replaced II In the closet.
"Poor child she has never known q
mothers care, for my wife died when she
was mere babe, and abe has grosn I'D
at home. Mover btento college, bat was
educated at homo by masters. Didn't
oven have governess; so if you see any
thing queer about the girl, excuse it,"
He hesitated, with ths door in his hand.
. You won't take one.of these 2"
eyes, / will )" aud entering the closet.
Forrest fitted hinselfo out with game.bag,
powder, shot and gun. :
When outsido of the house he stopped
and laughed. & :
"ril Eill two birdsssith one shot" aud
ne set of.s d. 5ae7S
Down the ,cafy lane he went, past the
little chop, But the door was fast shut.
NO giImmeging' curls or bright brown
eyes met his sight. He went on q little
further. A brawling brook stopped his
cpursas ffS sat down on n ranssy log
and began to cast stones into it.. A littsS
impa tiens exclamation surprised him.
looking hastily up, he caught aight Of a
pink nuslin anda esuudoWn."
"AIiss ulaFe r, he. cried. sprihging to
ilis feet. But Miss Glare was slowly
winding up her line.s :, =
"I am having no luck" she said, "and
fish no, moro to.day.Ts .: ~
"A Tasing a.l hsr empty .ls' basket on her arm,
"Pray doenot.go,n he said, in a dis.
sfessess ffeses1 i;s:see an. angler 4Aongh-.a