The Camden journal. [volume] (Camden, S.C.) 1866-1891, 1878-10-17

! Dy nc means looked MS age-not tai.
thin and sallow; on the contrary, small,
though well formed, with an abundance
Of hair; large blue eyes that should
have bslongedto a woman, so evenly
arched we're the brows. so long the
la.hes, so soft, so almost suffering their
expression ; clear>cut features teeth
that showed white and even through his
thick moustache gentle quiet, as
sured manner, neither austere nor frown-
ish, as Madeline had imagined, but that
of gentleman and a man of the world.
He apoligized easily enough for the
apparent incivility. "Important busl-
ness that much-enduriDg scapegoat.
had detained hisn-he was extremely
sorry.
But Madeline, who had no patience
with his lame excuse, interrupted him
sharply: -..-
Pray, spare your regrets it is quite
evident that your sorrow is of the deep
est dye. Your countenance bespeaks
it.
Mr.. Frederic opened his eyes wide
and sat down. Hitherto he had seemed
undecided on the question.
so, then, you are really offended.
and show it after spirited fashion.
Good I shall have to make my peace.
1t will give US something to talk about
rs there really any necessity for
talking at .alls' demanded Madeline,
still more Indignantly.
"A few minutes ago thought not.
I intended to have gone through the
necessary formaIities, and after that, TO-
hare sat occasionally with you, by way.
ofkeeping you in counteuanoe; but now
I say yes! There is something original
about you it may be only spark, a.
glimmer; but, whatever it is, T will de-
velop it,
You leave my individuality out Of
account, think 2
Not ip the least. I count on it for
my amusement = 80.
Amusement? We share the same
blood, Mr.. Chathard. I think you
should know something Of the will
which-.ais among ,.our heirlooms.
doubt if I shall choose to serve even a
Chathafd as amusement -.
'Ycu will have no choice. You will
60 to church with me Tomorrow. You
will see and be seen Of all the magnates.
They will forthwith call upon you you
will 20 and make a round Of drearv
visits, you will 60 to solemn te, drink
iugs; you willialk to Captain Fanway
and Sir Peter Farqshar. the two eligl-
bl,s Of the parirhS ana when you have
talked over the weather, you will begin
to idgit. and wish yourself home with
nae. Even bear like me will prove
more endurable than those upmitigntrd
young men. You will talk with me
and, in the nature Of things, you will
amuse me. You cannot help your
self
Il have other resources answered
Madeline, loftily. Il have arranged a
dramatic course of study
Mr.. Chatbard laughed.
Try it, my dear cousin, by all means.
II is the most enchanting thing in tn"
world lin prospect. Try it, l say
again; and remember, I shall be very
happy to aid you if any difficulty occurs
which. though, it is to be presumed,
is not possible
With which h. took himself off, leav-
ing Madeline piqued aud curious She
had ample time, however, t" recover
herself. and proceeded with her s'udies,
I, was thrre mortal weeks before he
presented himself again. When he did
come, it was in a ghostly fashion. She
was bending over book, and looking
weary and strangely dissatisfied. He
gave her chair near him.
Talk = be said imperatively. 4 am
bored E.
Madeline's hot blood leaped up in re-
volt. Words hovered On her lips. that.
cool ss he was, cuuld not but have
placed an efectunl barrier between them.
Something arrested them. A panied
look was in his Eye anguish about his
mouth. showing dimly through the
mask of cyuicism. A new impulse pos
sessed her.
Cousin she said, gen,l- enough:
WHY should we BE- at war; We are
of the same blood; and think We are
alike in one thing at least-that we are
both alone. Why goad each other with
each cthers Would it not be better
to help each othere 1 don't ask nor
offer any confidence; only if there could
be liking and a friendship between
us, let it develop itself. Let US not
hinder it. 1 am so lonely; and l think
| if you would let me, that | should like
you
I swore once,' he said, never to
trust mankind, still less womankind.
again. -.
sUnsay the rash OATH she said ca
gerly. 1t shuts you from all happiness
and goodness ~,
How dare you ask me, In whom
shall I trust?'
In me-
A girl-a child, that does not know
even the meanings of things about her
much less her own heart!
i know one thing; the truth that
feel within me. That never dies, and