The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1881-09-07

as she reads. 1t is written in
bold, clear hand, and dates ten
years back.
AMY, My DARLING: For you
alone | live. In a few days !
leave for the far West, and if /
90 with the assurance OF your
love | shall be happy but if not
| leave never TO return ; for, oh !
Amy, | cannot live to see you
the wife of another. Tonight we
meet at Mrs. Fishers ball, and if
you can give me any hope wear
one of the white rose buds | send,
and YOU will make me the hap
piest man in the whole wide
world.
Yours, in suspense,
FRED MIXEN.'
AS Amy folded it away her lips
assumed stern curve: as she
recalled that night that had
brought such bitterness TO her
! heart. 'Ah, Lucy she thought,
syou have blighted the hopes OF
two hearts,. But l can forgive
you when | see your retrlbution
crushing you down. But lit is
bard to think that be does not
know. 10 think be left me be-
licving | had trifed with bis love-
| All, Fred, if you only knew !!
But her voice gave back only the
answering echo, and she was glad
her anticipated visit was so near
ut hand.
All was confusion in the elegant
home Of Mrs. Moyner, and Amy
was locked in her own room hav-
ing good cry when that lady
knocked at her door.
Let me in, child she cried as
the door was opened. Dear, dear,
been crying? What on earth is
the matter, Amy? Thinking
about yosr old lover? BY the
by, you never told me his name,
and / just want you to guess who
is down stairs. Quite a surprise,
too.' and the lively little lady
had Amy smiling directly
i really can't guess, unless it
be Aunt Hottie. She generally
takes people by surprise,' she said
laughing.
Not Aunt Hettie this time, but
cousin Of Franks. He is just
handsome too, and | wish you
would not sentimeu talize so. Dress
and come down.
Very we'll. But what's his
name. Or did you hear it,
4 believe Frank introduced him
as my cousin, Fred Mixen, not
sure, though she answered as she
reached the door.
AS Amy stood there in the dim
twilight the bud in her hair was
not whittier than the wearer's
face.
At last she is to hear the voice
for which she has so often lis
tened to look again into the dark
blue eyes that have haunted her
dreams for ten long years.
She enters the drawing-room a
few moments later, and Rosa
comes forward to meet and intgo-
duced her to some Of the guests,
and she is soon led out for the
! first dance.
A brighter glow burns on either
cheek, and she glances quickly
around as she takes her place:
Presently the music stops, and
| she finds herself being led: to q
cool seat; and shortly after she
hears Rosa enquiring for her and
feels rather than hears that Fred
is being introduced.
She gives him one hurried
glance and rises as be comes for.
ward to meet her.
i am glad. to meet you again,
he says as Rosa looks from one 10
the other in mute astonishment
we are old friends, Rosa,
Amy explained, smiling; but she
felt o cold shiver pass over her as
she noted Fred's formal greeting
We'll, now this is too bad Why
did you not tell me you were OLD
acquaintances, Cousin Fred 2 the
hostess asked.
/ did not see the necessity. Be
sides | did not know but that Miss
Hart had forgotten me, bitterly
Oh, nonsense, you TWO up0er
stand each other, | see. So Ii
leave you to talk up old times
she answered gaily, waving he1
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