Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1897-01-13

~ been IN love With LEI
for Eve years, and it's wonder my
lair isn't white; sometimes l think il
is turning gray, but when / spoke tc
Dolly about it, she said not to bother
I was old enough to be gray anyway
All that's where Dolly hurts, and she
knows it, for l am fifteen years Older
than she is, and when that willfu
young woman wished to be particular
ly cruel, she treats me with respect.
know that among my friends an
considered to have fairly good sense
l can talk nationally on most subjects
and l stand we'll enough in my pro
fession, at least enabling me to keer
my head above water. But when I'm
with Dolly, or in her presence, I'm al
ass, driveling, foolish ass. A fanatic
from an asylum would be a brilliant
conversationalst compared to me. Ane
alas! Dolly knows that too, and che
torments me ald makes life an unut
terable burden to me. start to make
q sensible remark. when suddenly
meet Dolly's eyes; then I stumble ant
say the wrong thing, and she will re
mark, "Do you really think tbat!
with such wicked look in her beauti
ful blue eyes, while 1 don't think it a
all but have just said it. And SO il
goes until 1 wonder sometimes if Ian
quite right. When We go TO dances
/ say we, I'm always there il I know
she is going things are little worse
than usual, for Dolly dances past mt
with beasts and cads OF men, and
stand about the wall watching her
She never will give but two dances t.
me, SO 1 have nothing to do in th'
meantime but watch her.
One night I was desperate. hat
sent her violets as usuai-she as is Far
ticularly fond OF them, and most o
my money goes that way. Sometime
she wears them, and often carries
them, but this night they were no
where 10 he seen, and in her hand wa
one large red rose. I went up to her
appearing to be sorry to see me wa
the particular form OF torture which
commended itself to her on this es
peeial night. ''You herel" she said
lifting her eyebrows in astonishmen
and without smile; all put OH, o
course, because | Mn always wher
she is.
"oh, no, I'm not here, I'm some
where else," 1 said wlttily. Ssh
laughed immoderately.
you're = so = funny" she re
marked, choking.
EYES," said l severely, 81 suppos
EN- funny. very funny--but wher
are my Yiolets?"
"Why, lad you = any = violets? ?
said she, s1 didn't know-how shoult
I know?" She said it seriously, bu
there WAS look in her eyes that wa
used TO I'd have liked to shake her.
"Dolly, you know exactly what
mean where are my violets?"
"If you mean the violets you sen
me-" she replied with dignity, &c
understood that after they left 20,
they belonged to me; do You wan
them back?" This freezingly.
sob, Dolly;" said, reduced one
more to my usual condition of asi
ninity, "I didn't mean it. dear, dom
want the d beg your pardon, o
course I don't want them; I onl'
wanted you to wear them or carr.
them, you know, darling"
But she saw that she had the bes
OF me, so carried things with higl
hand.
"The rose was sent me by friend,
she hesitated, "and l suppose I have
right to wear what I please; but 81
down, don't stand SO long. you'll b.
tiredi" This was an allusion to my
age, and it maddened me.
"You are exceedingly rude"
said, turning away cnd leaving her.
1t was the most severe speech hai
ever made to Dolly. and ] suffered a
the thought of it. For four days
didn't go near her or send her violet
once. 1t was an awful four days;
neither slept nor ate, but just revileC
myself as n foul for becoming es
tranged from the only woman in th'
world. In my despair even went 81
far as to take Jane Hunt to dance
where Dolly was sure to see US, ant
she did. And when passed her ant
she looked over my head with hel
small nose in the air, wished Mis-
Hunt was in-well, somewhere else
that I might rush over to Dolly, throw
myself at her feet t-and kiss them
Yes, I acknowledge that I have Otter
wished that.
Finally I wrote to her, fully con
scious that it was very silly letter
/ wherein 1 told her 1 was merel,
angry at myself for not knowing sh,
cared for red roses, and sent thre'
dozen. The answer I received va
characteristic:
"Ycu are silly old goose. and i
you had only waited until I fioishet
what I ives saying you would have dis
covered that you sent the rose your
self with the violets. l don't care q
all for red roses."
By which token learned, not tha
Dolly was repentant, but that he
violets had faded, and she wanted
more. So I sent them, hundreds o
them, hoping that willful and fas
cinating young woman would be up
peased.
But the greatest OF my misfortune
has not yet been set down. There wa
another young man. an acquaintanc
and admirer of Dolly's, with exactl.
the same name as myself-Richar'
Morton. I, of course, had taken
huge dislike to him, in fact I hate'
him flor Dolly once remarked that h
was nice fellow, and don't thlnl
he had Su extraordinary affection TO
me. We we're no relation; I was gla'
of that. A few days after l had beel
such cad to Dolly / called upon her
and, heaven favoring me, l found heI
alone.
"Dolly, dearest, - I began, 81 am S
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