The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1898-12-21

girl.
The Greek statues had, dare say,
seen 4 great many people kiss each
other 2,CC0 or 5000 years ego. but
they never saw Il more earnest cx.
Charge Of such tukeus of :tfection
| than ours.
Tomorrow, dear, said Bella, .sat
II O'Clock would bo tho best time
for him
An exciting but felicitous evening
followed, unmarried by my sisters
scoff mt the idea of my marry ing a
medicine woman; SO she termed Inv
Bella.
But when was ut Bella's fathers
door l did net feel happy. What
were my prospects? l had 500 a
year OF my own; nothing else.
VI all things, too, Professor Whit
combe was teacher of philosophy.
1t IS just those men who are SO con-
cerned with ideals that look so ire
mendously sharp after the down
right mat rial good things of this
life.
The gentleman disconnected me
from the outset by his formal man
ners and his blue glasses. Up went
his eyebrows when told him what
wanted. Still he heard mt to the
end. Only when had exhausted all
my powers of asseveration about the
great things could and would do
with Bella engaged to mo did he
cough and pass sentence.
II never in my life, Mr.. --"
(glancing at my card) "Marribone,
heard anything more absurd or inn
practicable than your proposition.
have nothing more to say. Good
morning."
When was outside, I held my
senses just sufficiently to rush back
to Great Russell street. Some one
else got my seat, of course, hulk
ing, raw young Scotsman. also
Bart's man. waited, however, till
lunchtime and then told her all.
Poor Phil" said she. Tim
afraid it is all over!'
We are again among the Greek
gods and goddesses. She cried gen
tly as she spoke.
But you love me9" 1 asked in q
boiling rage against fate.
Yes, ] love you, said she chok-
ingly.
Very well, then; 1 shall win you
yet Bella, always love me, and
things will right themselves.
The kiss we then exchanged seem
ed our last, for, though l saw her ia
the afternoon, she never again ap-
peared in the reading room.
wrote to her and received one
letter in reply as follows:
NV VERY DEAR PHlL-Pnra forbids mo to
correspond with you in eny way, and / must,
alas, obey him. ! can only repeat whnt you
pray that the future May be brighter for US
both. Your fond BELLA
Sweet, sweet letter, in spite of the
despair it indicatedi
For the ensuing fortnight was
like one bereft Of half his senses. /
tried to work, could not and ran
down in health at a gallop.
learned that Professor Whit
combe was cold hearted, scheming
monster. He worshiped rank and
money, though he taught the pur-
suit of the noble, the true and tho
beautiful. Hyrocritei IT was plain
had nothing to hope for from him.
Then my father compelled me to
sec our doctor-he and they all were
so alarmed at my personal appear
ance, plus cough.
The upshot was that in mid De-
cember was in the bay of Biscay,
bound for Australia. It was my only
chance, said the doctor. He little
knew. One word from that philoso-
pher fellow, and would have been a
Hercules in five minutes.
However, the Rubicon was passed.
/ had written ''goodby'' to Bella
and received no answer.
Landing at Melbourne, at once
made arrangements for going up
country to present certain letters to
cattle owner, Mr.. Grant, among
whose acres and quadrupeds was
supposed to have the best possible
chance of-regaining health.
And here settled down.
1t was less than 10 months after
ward that Ireceived an awful note
from Professor Whitcombe inform.
ing me that his daughter was mar
ried to a distinguished colleague in
every way able to insure her happi-
ness" That was how he put it. /
was further requested to see both
the absurdity and imrropriety OF
continuing to address letters to Bella
at her fathers house.
My own people confirmed the mis-
cradle news. They didn't know the
particulars, but they had seen
Bella's name in The Times.
Once more had a fit Of raving,
but it itpassed, and then set to work