Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1879-09-04
ZAIDEE CLARE'S PRIDE,
Df EMMA NJ. BAltTLETT.


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Not q word she uttered, not sound had
escaped her lips, but she sat looking into
tho speakers eyes with strangely wistful
gazo wholly unlike the proud beauty who
had boen tho thcmo of conversation with
almost all of hor ac1uaintauccs for her
apparent ooldness aud ndouitablc will.
"ilavc you 10 word of congratulation,
zaidoo? have you nothing to say?" said the
young girl, looking wondcringly iuto the
fast whitening face of Iaiiec Glare.
"l wish you every happiness in tho
world, DELL" she spoke at last, recovering
herself with an effort.
ave are to bo married in tho fall" con.
tinucd Dell, turning the brilliant diamond
on her hand, where it flashed like tear,
not noticing the compressed lips and frozen
face before her.
"Wo shall 80 to Italy and Switzerland,
in fact, wherever please, and you may be
sure shall please to 50 almost everywhere.
know you would be glad, it is such n
comfort to have friend to talk to. Re
member it is to DO on the fifth Of Scptcm Der.
wish you would bo my bridcsn aid,
however shall sec you u great many
times before then aud VIC can talk over it,"
With breezy laugh and merry nod
tho visitor departed, taking with her all
tho sunshine in Haidcc's li(o
Iaidcc Claro was an hcircss, young and
bcwilderingy beautiful, with face and
form Of uucqualcd lovolincss.
Her eyes we're large and black, not With
tho hard brightness that so often accom- pa
nics eyes Of that color, but great, shining
volvety eyes that seemed to bctray oyorv
emotion with strange fidelity in one SO
proud.
Sho had pretty way, in some it would
look like affcctation, Of letting the full,
white lids fall slightly, voiling the dreamy
glory of her eyes that only shone duskiy
through the fringe of thick, black lashcs.
Her hair vas marvellous in it's length
and quantity, and of rich brown that ran
into raro, golden lights
She was, indeed, beautiful, wanting for
nothing that wealth could buy, naughty,
pctted child Of luxury
With the utter abandonment of her
nature she loved Mark ltcyburn, and yet
oh, inscrutablc fatc--ho loved another, at
least so Dell said.
Sho ran up stairs, lightly humming some
mcrry ballad, that those around her might
not sec the horrible, burning hcartachc She
was trying to hide, trying to keep from
showing in her eyes or from bursting in
long, quivoring sob through her lips.
All! what tomorrow of yesterday.
Only last night ho was breathing love
words in her ear, his eyes looking dccp
into hers, his hands clasping hcrs-and
now
Ho should never know from her what
c1,, c,,Ha / Al,
love and she would root it out if it broke
her heart.
Ter first impulse was to confront him
with his pcrlidy; but his words worc smooth
and sweet; be might add to his sin with
falschood
All, no! she could never believe in him
again, or in anyone; tho thought of
seeing him was too much for hor; she could
not bear it,
Used to her whims and fanoics, her
parents thought nothing of her sudden
announcement that she was going to see
her aunt Jcannie in her quiet, out-of-thc.
way little seaside homo.
"When are you going, my dear" asked
her mother.
"Now. I am tired Of city life.
bolicve am tired of everything" was the
rather impatient answer.
"What shall [ say to Mark whom he
comcs?"
"Nothing. Just hand him this note; it
contains sufficient explanation"
Tho mother looked sharply into the un-
readable face of her daughter, and inwardly
sighed as she thought she perceived trace
Of pain and unrest in tho voice.
''Suoh strange fancy, my dear. You
will bury yourself entirely there"
"I always did like Aunt Jcanno, and
somehow long for the sal. sea air, and to
SEQ the waves come and so, and to run my
hand 10 the sand, and lot it slit through
my fingers like a rain of gold, just as did
whom q child. Mother, [ wish we were
always children"
z "A quivor in tho steady voico alone be-
traycd emotion, and the noxt minute she
was out Of tho room, making full propara-
son to 20, aud as unapproachablc as a
Yook, giving orders here and there about