The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1888-02-13
AN ENOCH ARDEN.
a Story of Love and War that Equals
q Novel.
From the Hampton (Ga.) Times.

From The Hampton (Gd.) Times.
In 1861 there lived in the lower part of
this county, near Sandy Ridge post-office,
an Old lady by the name of Swami, and
with her granddaughter, Miss Elaine
Marston, a most lovely girl of 16 summers.
Adjoining their home was the plantation
of Judge Miller, the wealthy father Of hand
some young Harry the devoted sweetheart
of the beautiful Elaine. Harry was two
years her senior, and when the order for all
of Georgia's sons between the ages of
eighteen and fifty years to 60 to the front,
came; he at once began preparation with
all the ardor and enthusiasm of the South
ern youth of that time His last parting was
with his little sweetheart" as he fondly
called her. and his promises to return and
make her his bride were sealed by many a
pure kiss of love and tender embrace. For
awhile letters-letters full of tenderness,
love and deVotion-came, filling
the heart of Elaine with joy and
brightest hopes of the future. Sud
denly they cease and then comes
one written by friend telling of the cap
ture of young Harry, the bravest of the
brave, and of his incarceration in Yankee
prison. Months of sorrow and anxiety
follow, and then comes the sad news of his
death brought by some exchanges" from
the prison in which he was confined. The
y
heart, however fondly it may love, how
ever bitterly it may suffer,
seldom breaks, and in few
years the image of the handsome Harry was
but dim shadow, aud the slender, delicate
girl had developed into a handsome, charm
ing woman. She had many admirers, and
on Dec. 25, 1869, eight years after the de-
parture of her boy lover, Elaine Marston
stood at the altar to become the wife of one
of Henry county's most respected citizens
Last week Il man in the disguise of an old
tramp passed through Hampton and in
quired for the home of AIRS He
found the place, beheld the face of his once
promised bride. bright and happy with the
love of n devoted husband, bright and in
teresting children and the many comforts
of a beautiful country home, and returned
here to take the cars for his home in the far
West not as a tramp, however, but as a
handsome gentleman, stout and hearty,
and with only few silver hairs upon his
temples. He told us of his life in prison I'M
til the close of the war, of the false report
which reached him of the marriage of
Elaine, before his release, which nearly
drove him mad; of his wonderful success in
life in California, and last, of the report
brought across the continent that Elaine
did not marry till 1869, and was now
widow; the latter part of which he did not
know to be false until he begged bread at
her door.
He says he will never visit Georgia
again; that his people are dead, his hearts
best love seered ard withered, and nothing
remains for him but to go forever from the
scenes of his childhood and the land of his
birth, to spend the remainder of his life as
best he can, in honoring the God who gave it.
He has many old comrades in arms in this
section who will, doubtless, recognize in
Harry Miller one of the many brave boys
sent out by our dear old country to
fight for our honor our freedom and our
homes