Gloucester County Democrat. (Woodbury, N.J.) 1878-1932, 1906-05-10

Ill Of the southern states. His
forefathers had represented the
same commonwealth, and So it was
likely, would his descendants, if there
| is virtue in the fitness of things and
the beredity Of love. While intrepid
| frontiersmen We're opening the trails
| through the fertile wilds west of the
Alleghanies strong branch of the Cal
houn family followed close in their
footsteps. The majors great-grand-
father saw the glories and the possi-
bilities of the new territory. He struck
boldly forward from the old ReYolu-
! tionary grounds, abandoning the luxu-
ries and traditions of the Carolinas for
a fresh, wild life Of promise. His sons
and daughters became solid stones in
the foundation of commonwealth,
and his grandchildren are still at work
on the structure. State and national
| legislatures had known the Calhouns
from the beginning Battlefelds had
tested their valor, and drawing rooms
had proved their gentility
Major Calhoun had fought with
Stonewall jackson and won his spurs,
and at the same time the heart and
hand of Betty Haswell, the stanchest
Confederate who ever made flags,
bandages and prayers for the boys in
gray When the reconstruction came
he went to congress, and later on be-
came prominent in the United States
consular service, for years holding an
claimed him once more in the early
nineties, and there he is at this very
time.
Everybody in Washington's social
and diplomatic circles admired the
beautiful Beverly Calhoun. According
to his own loving term of identifca-
ton, she was the majors youngest"
The fair southerner had seen two sea-
sons in the nations capital. Cupid,
standing directly in front Of her. had
shot his darts ruthlessly and resist
Iessly into the passing hosts, and mas
culine Washington looked humbly to
her for the balm that might soothe its
pains. The willy god of love was fair
enough to protect the girl whom he
forced to be his unwilling, perhaps UNI
conscious. ally. He held his impene-
trable shield between her heart and
the assaults of a whole army of suit
ors, high and low, great and small It
was not idle rumor that said she had
declined coronet or two, that the
millions of more than one American
Midas had been offered to her and that
she had dealt gently but firmly with a
score of hearts which had nothing but
/ love, ambition and poverty to support
them in the conflict
/ The Calhouns lived in handsome
home not far from the residence of Mr..
and Mrs Grenfall Lorry. 1t seemed
but natural that the two beautiful
young women should become constant
and loyal friends. Women as lovely
/ as they have no reason to be jealous.
| 1t is only the woman who does not feel
secure of her personal charms that
cultivates envy At the home of Grau-
stark's princess Beverly met the dukes
! and barons from the far east. 1t was
in the warmth of the Calhoun hospital
| lty that Yetive formed her dearest love
for the American people
Miss Beverly was neither tall nor
short. She was of that divine and in
definite height known as medium; slen-
der, but perfectly nodded; strong, but
graceful an absolutely healthy young
person, whose beauty knew well how
to take care Of itself Being quite
| heart whole and fancy free, she slept
well, ate well and enjoyed every min
ute of life In her blood ran the warm,
eager impulses of the south; hereditary
love of ease and luxury displayed itself
! in every emotion; the perfectly normal
demand upon mems admiration was as
characteristic in her as it is in any
daughter of the land whose women
are born to expect chiyalry and hom-
age.
/ a couple of years In New York
finishing school for young ladies' had
served greatly to modify Miss Cal
houn's colloquial charms. Many Of her
delightful way down south phrases
and mannerisms were blighted by the
! cold, unromantie atmosphere Of a SEM
mary conducted by two ladies from
! Boston who were too old to marry, too
penurious to love and too prim to think
that other women might care to do
/ both. There were times. however--if
she were excited or enthusiastic when
pretty Beverly so far forgot her train
| ing as to break forth with a very at
tractive syo' all, ssuah snough' or Ego
long naowD And when the bands
| played Dixie she was not afraid to
stand up and wave her handkerchief.
The northerner who happened to be
with her on such occasions usually
found himself doing likewise before he
could escape the infection.
Miss Calhoun's face was one that
painters coveted deep down IN their
artistic souls It never knew dull IN
slant; there was expression ID every