Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1897-10-13

he has not yet looked into eyes that
have answered his heart. Love is
magnetism. The eyes have 1t. When
the bachelor ceases to exist and one
more township is added to Paradise.
I made this discovery when my eyes
met those of Rhody Kirby, and though
I have looked into those same dear
eyes thousands of times, and though
they have been my inspiration, my
very life, yet to save me from perdi
ton I cannot describe them. I know
the regal rose, the modest violet the
loyal sunfower, but to attempt de-
scription of either would be task en-
tirely beyondme. And so with Rhody's
eyes. L only know they are the most
beautiful this side the shining stars,
that she herself fills up the gracious
mold of modesty and that am desper-
ately-. But anticipate little.
I developed an extraordinary inter-
est in my property in Cloversyde, SO
that it was not unusual for me to drive
out there every week. Mypretextwas
that the place needed looking after,
the fences and buildings requiring
deal of attention to save them from
falling into decay. Miss Rhody was
my companion over the grounds, MAX
ing suggestions here and there and
filling me with fear that should one
day drop dead at her feet from an at
tack of heart palpitation. But all
things must have an end, and I re-
solved tog,talk seriously with Rhody
when next I put foot on the place. 1t
was the first day of June and early
morning. The budding roses were
bathed in dew, the birds twitted tune
fully in the trees, the air was soft and
deliciously fragrant, and Miss Rhody
was as delightfully."- sweet and captivat.>
ing as it is given to any mortal to be.
We walked about the place, our con-
versation confined to matters common
place, and my stay had been prolonged
to length where I could find no
propriety in longer detaining her. As
I was about to take my leave I said:
"I am not going to call any morefor
the rent" Thele was an enormous
lump in my throat.
"Have you placed the property in
an agents hands?" she inquired.
"No, Rho-Niss Kirby"
''Then you have disposed Of it,"
"Not exactly; think am on the
point of doing SO, however,
"We shall feel very grateful" she
said, eff it passes into the possession
of so kindly and considerate on owner
as yourself"
''I am satisfied" I said slowly,
"that the new owner will prove my
SUI erior in that regard. In fact,
Rhody, that person is to he no other
than your own sweet self. Since [
first saw you every day has increased |
my admiration, until I find love takes
the place of admiration. I have dis
covered that it is possible for woman
to possess sense without vanity, and
beauty without affectation." I had
taken her, hand in mine while [ spoke.
Nay I ask you to take this place and
with it me into your dear keeping for
Iife?"
She was asensibIe woman: e9bser
idea, and my numerous visits con-
frmed that impression.
'I cannot pretend to Indifference
she said, "and therefore own that
what you have told me makes me ex-
tremely happy"
That settled it. Twas in an ecstasy
of Joy. Did I kiss her? I am man
given to plain speaking, plain writing:
I did. Could 1 have done otherwise?
She said other things; so did l, bat
it is not necessary to repeat them here.
She is to-day the owner OF the place
in Cloversyde, with all the appurten-
ances thereunto belonging, including
myself, and as T sit in the old rocker
ON the veranda and write these lines,
I an the happiest man on this whiz-
zing ball. st. Louis Republic.