The Camden journal. [volume] (Camden, S.C.) 1866-1891, 1878-07-09
AS FATE ORDAIN ED.

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liful as the flowers in her hand a wo-
man. Of whose inward lovelincss these
were no extravagant type.
So l thought as came upon her in
the summer-house, fashionins bouquets.
!. But her beauty was naught to me /;
/ had sought her only to say:
4 am going TO be married Gysie.'
Roses and lilies; fresh, fragrant, and,
uoder her deit fingers, blending with
wondrous grace. She did not start (;
she did not eviuce surprise she quietly
fastened flower and said:
4 congratulate you, Hugh
gIwas btzzled Gysic was not wont
to be short. stood silent, scarce knows
ing whether to be displeased at the
brevity Of her answer, or pleased with
her earnest tone. But she supplemented
1t quickly placing her little white hand
in mine.
Hugh she said, this is surprise
for me but-I am very, very glad. l
am clad because | believe that you have
based your choice in love. Yon see my
flowers? What better can wish ihau
that your mutual affection may be as
warm. hued as these lillics, and-and-'
Tho white hand slipped away; she
paused, apparently intent on replacing
a arebellious bud.
sAnd as true as your own blue eyes,
Gysie,' I murmured, born of my young
loYe.
IF you ike the smile, yes she re-
piled, smilincly, aud stil. smilins!y she
listened whilst rapturous'y [ pou.ei
the story.of my betrothal. revealing to
her MS / would have done to no one
else. the depth Of my enrap'ured soul.
For. to NE like sister was Gysie
from childhood / regarded her az such
and though an odd impulse had prompt
ed me to keep my happiness fox few
DAYS after my return home a secret
from her, when I revealed it, | could
hold nothing back.
i am so clad. Hugh so verg glad,
she repss.el, softly, when | paused
Tie bouquets lag anished in her basket,
and ere i could answer, she mao g-rc.
A bit provoked at her unexpected
departure bit foolish ! fslt tOo, She
was bored worse, she hurried away to
lauoh over my extfa-Grant lovers soul.
It had had n lofty fight, l knew, bIt
this was unlike Gysie.
Still. she had meyer seen me thus.
She had chosed the least offensive role,
| reflected as | went bomcj vert to
shower passionate kisses on the lair
face that cmilcd up from my dressing
table to feed upon the letter waiting
there.
How fond my eyes drunk in tho low
ing words -; how my fond heart thrilled
as read:
1T is so lonely since you went, dear
Hugh BefJ.c our separation did
M, Jea,,:.a how much loyed yCu. On,
I pray. it may not be long.
sIine was an ordinary lover's tale. l
had gooa from college to a distant city,
there to bcgin my lew practice; there;
as fate ordered, to meeS fa:r'haiFed
oirI who from the outset. held mr cap
,;no and TO whom | bowed with adora-
,;on as boundless rs unrestraIncd.
A month engaged ther unexpected
egents had called me home. There was
oain al separation : there was pain in
aIsence still; yct, this d~y, mid its
main a sweetness, since, otherwise,
m;rbt not have read the words
before our separation did not re,
olize how much L loved you. Oa, l
v.ay it may not be long :,
It shar.not DO .long,' / murmured.
INV darling it shail, to1'b' long And
I rushed. from thai moment S';h a
quite. ftepzied determination, the busls
noss n which had summoned mn home.
Ru, fate dallied. Days passed ani
weeks the roses were iiadins in Gysie's
GARDEN. aal sill pcrlorcc, J stayed At
frrt I found comfort in l2''erS; It was
galac: to .a:.. Li.srs on my daring 5
miniature But "a uno cahs wen
fL;so,dil..ct sulsS A-chafcl impa'
tjently. and was op the point, at any
r:.s. af bursting thosshnckles which s"