The Camden chronicle. (Camden, Tenn.) 1890-current, 1897-06-11


seen e great many people kiss each
other two or three thousand years ago,
but they never cav n mere earnest
exchange Of such tokens OF affections
than ourL
Tomorrow. dear, said Bella, Eat
II o'clock, would be tho hest Time for
him.
An exciting but ielioitous evening
followed, unmarried by my sisters
SCOT at tho idca Of my marrying a
medicine woman-Go she termed my
Bella.
But when / was At Bolla's iathor's
door did not iool happy. What we're
my prospocls2 I bad q hundred a year
OF my own nothing else.
o an things, too, Professor Whit
comb was a teacher Of philosophy. 10
is just those men who are 80 concerned
with ideals that look so tremendously
sharp after the downright material
good things Of this life.
The gentleman Disconnected me from
the outset by his formal manners ana
his blue glasses. Up went his eyebrows
when / told him what i wanted. Still
he heard me 10 the end. Only when /
had exhausted eli my powers Of as
severation about the great things /
could land would) do, with Bella en-
gagged 10 me, did he cough, and pass
sentence.
81 never in my life, Mr.. -"
| lglaucing at my cardl "Marribone,
heard anything more absurd or i'm.
practicable than your proposition. /
have nothing moro to say. Good
morning"
When was outside ] held my senses
/ just sufficiently to rush back TO Great
Russell street. Some one else got my
seat, OF course hulking, raw, young
Scotsman, also a Barts mau ] waited,
however, tail lunch time, and then told
her all.
"Poor Philip said she. "I--Pm
afraid il is all ovsrw
We arc again among the Greek gods
and goddesses. She cried gently as she
spoke.
"But you love me?" / asked in q
boiling rage against fate.
eyes, l love you, " said she, chok-
ingly.
"Very we'll, then, shall win you
yet. Bella, always love me and things
will right themselves.
] he kiss we then exchanged seemed
our last, Tor. though saw her in the
afternoon, she never appeared again in
the reading-room.
wrote to her and received one let
ter in reply as follows:
"My Very Dear Phil-Papa forbidl
= me to correspond with you in any way
, and l must, alas, obey him. 1 car
; only repeat what you know. You arr
t enshrined in my heart. Let US pra!
? that the future may be brighter for u
4 both. Your Fond Bella"
Sweet, sweet letter, in spite of tn,
despair it indicated
s For the ensuing fortnight was Xix
t one bereft of half his senses. triet
/ to work-could not, and ran down il
health at gallop.
q learned that Professor Whitcomb
d was cold hearted, scheming monster
d he worshiped rank and money, thong
8 he taught the pursuit of the noble, th
o true, and the beautiful. Hypocrite
It was plain had nothing TO hope TO
It from him.
Then my father compelled me to Sc
a our doctor-he and they all were E
b alarmed at my personal appearance
d plus a cough.
d The upshot was that in mid-Deceu
.. Der was in the Bay of Bi cay, boul
for Australia. 1t was my only chance
: SAID the doctor. He little knew. Or
a word from that philosopher fellow an
would have been Hercules in fv
- minutes.
:, However, the Rubicon was passed
le had written ''goodby" to Bella an
% received no answer.
D Landing at Melbourne, at ont
Of made arrangements for going L
l. country, to present certain letters
cattle owner, Mr.. Grant, amor
IN whose acres and quadrupeds VI
o. supposed to have the best possib
chance of regaining health.
IS And here / settled down.
ps It was less than eighteen month
in afterwnrd that I received an awfJ
t. note from Professor Whitcombe, il
i'd forming me that his daughter WI
We married to distinguished colleqgu
I'D in every way able to insure her hapI
OF ness" That was how he put it. I W
n further requested to see both the a
n, surdity and improperly of contlnuil
TO- to address letters to Bella at her fat
ed er's house.
er My own people confirmed the m
he cradle news. They didn't know t
OF particulars, but they had seen Bells
1l' name in the Times.
Once more l had ft of raving, b
en- it passed, and then / set to work
ass rooka roopov tho OnIv aim that saem