The Camden journal. [volume] (Camden, S.C.) 1866-1891, 1878-05-28

very, very gently, wooipg her most ten
derly, considerate of her youth, her
timidity; and, heartily ashamed, she
Ycould on " sob and shiver. :
F .Child pho said at last, do so dis
tress you
But she interrupted him quickly:
You are not hateful to me- she said,
I fin,pulsively I like you ouisver-ever so
much, only-oh, why do you want to
marry me?' p fi
He could not keep back a smile,
Though his heart throbbed heavily with
pain. .f..x,
Il love you, DEAR he said, 4 love you
far too well to wish to grieve you. Shall
we be friends still p ~
Il %, if you will, she said, eagerly, ig-
norant of the stab in every word, let
-Fds fSrsst 6-day'gLI) TSAlI
As If be could. But he was true
gentleman, a sincere, unselfsh lover,
and he led her on TO talk of ether mat
tiers till the ashy pallor left her cheeks
and lips, and she was just her sweet shy
self again. 0e.3 ye-
Then be left her. Left her to meet
such wsatl. from Mrs. Cassovin that she
rose against the bitter speeches.
Il will 60 to Grandfather Gilroy,
| sines you-are 50 tired of meHy yGeOrs'na
said. n. lIlg1N Wy I.
i would Go, bury yourself in that
wretched little farmhouse at Fry.
Corners you who might lead the fash
ion here, as Duncan fiolcroft's wife,
But even Fry Corners was preferable
to Georgiua, to the prospect of leading
the fashion; II She shivered H9s sthe,
thought, shy, little country flower, and
accepted her aunt's ungracious disrnis-
sal. Il even soemed as if she threw Oft
burden as she stepped from the luxu-
rieys-eayrisse- at the depot. Mrs, Gas
,owiuj sliyhtiy>remcrs was. at-the
last moment willing TO revoke her de-.
cree of Punishment, ut'Georeina would
not see the flag of true only half un-i
hodN {aud went to Ft5 GcTaetslOd
It was not a fascinating abode,
small farm managed by a misery old
man. and one maid servant of seventy
or thereabout, whose life was a burden
because yld Mr., Gilfoy7 had failed ITO
make her his wife, after accepting her
attentions for matter of thirty or forty
years Georgina had the free, open
couutrss perfect liberty to do as she
pleased, the command Of her own in-
come, But she was not happy.
.afao believe I am naturally ofa 6is-
coutented disposition she thought, as
she wandered, listlessly, up a shady
lans I've got all I want, country
home, old women to help, children to
be kind to. l can play lady bountiful
to half Fry Corner on small scale. L
have miles of good, useful sewing,
plenty Of books, my own piano, nobody
to scold. me, no 6nery to worry over,
and yet-4f-I wonder if Duncan Hol-
croft cares because I have gone 7!
What made that question leap to her
mind hundred time, day. She had
refused him, put him out Of her life,
and vet she thought often Of his conIty
manner. his grave, gentle kindness, his
real con versatlop, 50 different from the
society small talk that wearied and pdz-
yled her. Did he miss herr She felt
herself such an atom 10. his circle OF
friends =; so lowly and little. compared
to the bellies Autteriug ever in his view,
so ignorart and Insignificant, that she
! could only wonder when she rcnem'
bered the honor he had paid her.
Spring flowers faded, summer bloom
died, autump fruitsswere gathered N,
winter SHOWS melted. It was May
| again. and Georgina had been one year
! at Fry Corners. The old farmer had
| failed in that year, and very tenderly
and pitifully bis grandchild nursed
him. He learned 10 love- her as ne had
fioved nothing for many years, to watch
her coming, to fret sadly if she LETT him'
And. wearying for an interest in l'ie'
| Geotgina gave tiAne,- strepeLh and an
unlailing patience to the quernlous-.i",,
valid, never faltering in her sclt;lmposed
dutiss Q De died in Nay, blssspg her
! with his last breath, aud after TIE fun
eral. Janet. his cid servant, produced a
will giving her the farm and the saw
linrs Of years of fgrindiug economy~ Z
Geors;na had known of this, ard had
gently remonstra cd ghen Mr.. Gi!roy
would have made another will.
II have more than | spend she sa3d;
and Janet has served YOU faith fully
But once more homeless. she joined
a party Of Mrs Cnssosip's friends and
went abroad.
Hero was surelyinterest variety, pu'
never ease for the d'theart-hapger'
What would fill her life, round it to Its
full perfection Love was offered
more than once, but met no return; and
she sighed heavily over her own hard
heart. :. .,
In Rome, where the party fingered
pS,any weeks. Geoagins lived q new life
Of delight in seeing what she had i'm
apiued in hours of reading, what her
father had often described to her, hav'
ing visited the Eternal City as a tutor
il his young days.
But 10 Rome, one off,he party, lonng-
ing in lasily TO the general sltting-foOm9
~, ~ bnreo whore thy all LODGED,