Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1897-03-10

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Fl de,s without soul in this
SAN/A, terrible place to talk
Cant you read,
a. + dear?"
~ eyes, and make my
eyes and head ache. It's perfectly
provoking ot your brother to go and
get sick irst while we're on our
honeymoon. He should have moro
consideration. Ralph, there's the
carriage; you'll make the horses
hurry, dear, won'tyoue Oh" and
the poor little bride was alone, with
the prospect of lonely afternoon to
herself, which prospect, in large
hotel in city where one doesn't know
soul, and when one is bride on
ones honeymoon, is not an enyiable
one, as any unbiased person will ad-
nit. The bride of three weeks sat
down in hopeless sort of way ON the
broad veranda overlooking the hotel
grounds. She YEARLY turned over
the list OF guests, which an attentive
waiter had put into her hand, without
the least sign of interest in its con-
tents. Suddenly an exclamation es-
capped her.
s.Mr. and Mrs. Clifford Duuncls /"
she said, half aloud. ''Mrs. Dun
nelsl So that is the reason of his
silence, and here I've been torment.
ing myself about him-picturing his
grief at my fickleness, his anger, his
despair-only to find him married, in
the same hotel In which / am spending
my honeymoon. Oh, Cliff, what
goose I've been to spoil my new hap
piness by, worrying over you! /
might have known that the affection
Of light gray eyes and fair hair
wouldn't stand the test of two years
absence from the beloved object, any
moro than-than schoolgirl of sew
enteen knows when she is really in
.oye. What fun it will be to meet
him Some confusion on both sides
mutual coneratulations-.Allow me
TO present m wife'-sMr. Dunnels,
my husband perfectly glorious Oh,
/ csli see it.alli' And leaning back
-=ii., l7iss. cha
TO ENJOY the scene in her minds eye.
When she opened them again, the
look of amused enjoyment gave place
to one of surprise, for few PAGES
away from her, leisurely smoking a
cigar, stood Enthusiastically the man of
her thoughts. She started up. Tarn-
ing at the sound, the object OF her
gaze beheld the girl whom OF all per-
sons on earth he was least anxious to
see. Edith stepped towards him with
outstrctched hands.
"Why, Clifford Dunnels!" !"
stNIis Nobel"
While on her face was look Of
pleasure, and CLEAN of mischief, too,
on his was expressed amazement min
gled with embarrassment. Her quick
eye and ear took in the situation at
once.
.1've one on you. dear old chum |"
was her mental ejaculation. 81 know
your little secret, and mine is safe
until Ralph comes back" Mr.. Dun
nels, hastily throwing away his cigar,
took her profered hand, while the
embarrassment deepened on his face
as shs gave his hands sost pressure,
and said with a well feigned little
accent of tenderness, ooh, Cliff, I
cannot tell you how glad am to see
you'll"
..Why. Edith, who in the world
would have thought OF seeing you
here!" he managed to exclaim.
'tDitto, sir; I'm overcome with
astonishment. But I'm perfectly de-
lighted to see you, too. I'm all alone
this afternoon. My guardian angel"
-("if he wants. to think I mean my
chaperon, it's not my fault" she
whispered to her conscience)-"had
to go and see sick brother. and
didn't know what could do to pass
the time. But now that fate has so
kindly sent you in my way, you must.
you positively must amuse me. And
to think / haven't seen you for three
whole yearsl I've so much to tell you
and ask you that it will take hours
And these beautiful grounds have just
the Ioveliest places, where We can be
ell to ourselves. Do you see that
large linden? Lets go there"
Dunnels helplessly followed the
pretty tyrant, with remorseful
thought of his bride left alone up
stairs with binding headache. He
turned to his companion with an ex-
cuse at the end of his tongue, but now
she was tripping ahead with the airy
grace of a nymph, and crying gaily,
''Hurry, Cliff Do come and look
Here are some of the dearest little
ducks. See; aren't they cunning?"
Her clear siIvery laugh rang out
with the musical ring he remembered
so well, when the girl before him was
a budding woman of seventeen, and
he slender youth of twenty, her de-
voted slave. The excuse died on his
lips, and he joined in her laugh, as the
mother duck, with angry, startled
quacks, led her seminary of downy
ducklings away to the pond, cleaning
silver blue through the trees.
"Edith, you are as much of child
us ever. I thought three years would
earely make young lady CT you"
"Neyer! shall never be anything
but child, fear. But come, sit down
by me here" and then. as he sat down
On the rustic bench beside her,
'sdoesn't it seem like old times to be
together once more? Now 1 am pre-
pared to hear oil the news. Pray tell
me, sir, what have you been doing for
the past three years-since l bade you
fearful farewell?"
With genuine interest she followed
the recital of his vaxied experiences
battles hardly won, obstacles over
come with difficulty, and ultimate
success; while Dunnels forgot time,
place, circumstances, everything in
the pleasure OF answering her eager
questions, snd in asking news OF old