The Camden journal. [volume] (Camden, S.C.) 1866-1891, 1879-03-20
The Tile-Room at DeadWood.

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For twenty years the old mansion a
Deadwood, with its gables, mullionet
doorways and embayed windows, hat
stood uuoccupied. Colossal elms swep
over it, rank shrnbbery hid its lowe
windows, and lush grasses and weed
swamped the garden, yet still the plac,
was beautiful. 1t is said to have beer
built after magnificent estate il
Wales; but 20 one remembered it,
origin. 1t stood on great hillside
overlooking the sea, and sailors anc
boatmen going by always looked up al
ties something picturesque and grand
The mansion stood solitary, yet was
but half mile rom the village by the
river crossing the plain beneath, and
when, after this great trial of its inde.
structibleness, human life appeared
there, it was Immediately discovered by
the surprised villagers. Half score
of men had moved their way up the
front door, had set every chimney
smoking from the great firessbuiH be.
low, had hacked and hewed mercilessly
at the overgrowth of intrusive shrub.
berry, and finally carriage had come
bringing fair young girl with q mulat-
to attendant. 50 < So. :
81 think it's-it's fearsome like, don t
you, Miss Queenie
Nonsense; it's delightfully."- antique
and romantic Only I'm not going to
live in,the dark. Tell 1.-The men TO cut
down those locusts, Patty; they shut
out the sun and are worm-eaten beside.
Oh, its going to be lovely here, Patty 7
III have those walks leading down to
the gate Just blazing with tulips in a
month"
"What will you do for company, Miss
Queenie?"
sc oh,z ouy 10 oonIns enc n's' VI
May"
II was early in April then. The brave
Young heiress of Deadwood took bravely
hold of the work in hand. She called
the sunlight in through curtains OF white
lace. She hung the chamber walls with
rose-colored paper. She spread bright
rugs over the blackwalnut floors and
filled the rooms with graceful bamboo
and softly-cushioned furniture. And
when her little dot was quite expended
upon further details Of china, books and
statues, the girl BAT down to enjoy the
home she had made. .--.-.
It was the first she had ever had; and
already her homeless life rested IN IT
with feeling of satisfaction which had
been found in no other source. -
"l am glad Guy is poor, because now
T can give him home with myself,
She murmurs,l over her welding clothes,
which she WAS embroideriug. He shall
have buggy, and pick up nice prao
*ice at the village; and so we have oui
good prospects after all.
For the matrimonial prospects OF these
young people of eighteen and twenty
two had looked doleful, very doleful,
until the woman suddenly rose equal tc
the emergency.
"Dea5wood is mine, you say, Mr.
Qnills9' she said to the lawyer.
"Yes."
"And it won't sell and won't let. Ant
I have only five hundred dollars OF IN
teyest monov in bank stock ?"
"Just so."
"Theu will live at Deadwood."
"Alone?" -
"Wen, yes, for the present; Patty
and l." with smile, sweet, yet quizzi
cal, at the old lawyers dismayed face.
So far all had succeeded better thar
she had dreamed possible. She hat
made the old mansion habitable ant
pleasant; and, now if the fsllow lane
were brought under a mans hand, th'
hitherto improbable piece of propert.
might even yield an income for Mis-
Elinor st. Edgar and her husband, Mr.
Quill declared.
But the things everybody expect sci
dom do happen after all, and the things
nobody expected to transpire are alway
confronting us. After blithe letter o
invitation from his lady-love, Guy Blon
del arrived at Deadwood one fine Ma.
day, and found Queenie, as everybod,
called her, so pale, so grave, 80 almos
speechless, that he was dumbtounded
"Not a single smile yet, Queenie
Why, what has come over youa Hav
you seen a ghost ?"
The girl WINGED as if he had struc
her. .--.
"You do not believe in ghosts
GuyY"
"Certainly not; no sensible perso
does. But what has changed you 81
Oueeniep You chill and astonish mi
You have altered so in few weeksl An
I Iexpected to find you perfectly trlun
phant over your success, and ready
obey your directions and turn farme
doctor at once" ...
"Guy, we can never be married.
"Queenie !"
"Something has happened to chang
all my pleasant hopes, Guy-somethir
strange and unexpected, vet none tt
less conclusive. Then Queenie to-
her story. 80 . ....
"One OF the rooms, Guy, I have n
touched or altered-an apartment {
the ground floor, facing the mort
finished with tile, and 80 cold, dark al
gloomy that I found it quite hopele
matter to make it healthy and pleasar
Yet it is O handsome room, with lnla
floor and tiles of such great worth tn
7 wonder the old mansion has not pc