The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1880-11-13
Love and Hope.

name the admirers Of Estelle Glyndon had
given to her, aud, petted and praised for
her grace and beauty as she had always
been, it was hardly to be wondered at that
the girl had come to the age of eighteen
with conviction that not for hel were the
trials of life
AS she stands now, beneath the shade of
tho old oak which guards her favorlte seat,
the most casual observer could not help but
pronounce her rarely beautiful. But the
lovely mouth Is marred by naughty ex-
preston, as with averted head she listens
coldly to the young man by her side.
1t is Douglass Macdonald, and in earnest.
tones he Is speaking thus:
"Oh, Estelle, can it be that have de-
celved myself In thinking that you cared
for me2 And all this summer, III which /
have been so foolishly happy, have you
only been playing with meS 1t cannot be
true; you cannot be SO heartlessI have
been told that Foster Severnc Is tho favored
suilor who has superseded me; but l said
that until you confirmed 1t with your own
lips l would not believe it. Oh, my dar-
ling, whom love moro than life, 90 not be
so coldi Look up, Estellc, and tell me 1t is
falser'
Estelle hesitated. Only the previous day
another had laid his heart at her feet, and
with it the richest fortune in all the country
round.
She had not given her answer; but in
her young heart pride was very strong, and
she felt that to be mistress of The Elms
would be an enviable position.
Douglass eagerly watching her expressive
features, conjectured her thoughts.
II seeI' he exclaimed; sit was true
the report heard. You intend to marry
Foster Severne-dissipated man of the world
though he be-.simply because he is rich in
this worlds goodsl came to day TO ask
you qudstion upon which great deal de-
pends. Two openings are before me-one
to settle in an honorable position In my ma
tive town; the other to 30 abroad, far away
to the distant land of China. You do not
love mc--my choice is made. This will be
my last farewell. Tomorrow will see me
on my way to foreign shore"
He grasped her hand, wrung it; then,
without waiting for answering words, turn
ed and left her. She watched his tall form
till 1t passed out of sight. Then sudden
ly, with a lightning flash, the knowledge Of
what she had done came to her, and she re-
allied that ejecting Douglass Macdonald's
love che had wrecked beyond retricval the
happiness of her life.
That evening we sec her in the midst Of
fashionable throng. As he looks down at
the woman on his arm, Foster Sevcrne's
heart leaps triumphantly rs he thinks how
proud he will be whom he can call her his
own. AS if by accident, he leads her to
the conservatory, where, amid the splash of
fountains and tho fragrance Of flowers, he
can speak undlsturbedly. There once moro
ho offers her lis hand and heart --all that
is left Of it--and, never doubling what it
Will be, awaits his answer.
Not moment does Estelle waver
Her reply Is uncompromising: "Blr. &c.
verne, cannot become your wife.
An angry flush springs to tho young mans
face.
"Miss Glyndonl you cannot mean what
you sayl Think little lougerl You sure.
ly do not mean to refuse such position as
can give you3"
If Estelle has been fearful that she will
cause him pain, all such isea Is swept away
by his words, and she cannot help compar-
ing him to the lover who in her false pride
she rejected.
When she reached home, Estelle isC,,.lled
upon to bear another trial. Truly the day
has been hard one for the girl upon whom
hitherto the winds have not been suffered to
blow TO roughly. as
80 you Lave refused Foster Severne,
when you know IL was the dearest wish of
my heart that you should become his wife2
Then let me tell you that In doing 90 you
have doomed both your father and yourself