Newspaper of Burlington Free Press, June 14, 1839, Page 1

Newspaper of Burlington Free Press dated June 14, 1839 Page 1
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Kile side of the room, 'beauty whether tho subject of abstraction or coniumplation fills the mind with the moat delightful ideas nnd elevate it by the conviction that the hand tiiat wide il is divine. I do not agree with the moralist who would degrade it n vain nnd valueless possession. The women who possesses it, may exercise, a boundless influence over the heart of man. and if exerlod aright, how glorious may bo the results! CKtcn and often have I sighed for the celestial gift-yet perhaps, I should be neither hotter nor happier. ' You,1 exclaimed Edward. U was but a monosyllable, but the mo?t labored panegyric could not have been half so expressive. The clear olive of Mrs. Clifton's cheek was colored with n brighter hue ns she laughingly resumed 'I did not solicit a enmplnieiii . but its brevity recom mends yours. I know I am not hnndsotne. I ennnn't be if beamy depends upon lilies and ro'es. In the gay and heartless world I have learned to shine as others do and have tried tube a- artificial but my nature is rebell'mu! '.o the rules of art. My life lins hen passed much with strnugo-e. You. Mr. Stanley, surrounded as you arc. by all the swect'eharities of home, living iii iis warm and ninny atmosphere, you do riot know the coldness nnd Iho loneliness of Iho brotherless and eietcrlcss heart. She spake in a tone of deep feeling, and cast down her eyes will) a deep expression of profound melancholy. Edward did not attempt in reply. He could not embody the now and overpowering emotions that were filling hi soul, and he would not utter the common place language of admiration. Ho felt like a man who had all his life been walking in darkness and a tlrcnm and all at nrr" awakened in a blr.o of l'rht Several now gathered round Mrs. Clifton entreating her to play; and Edward availed himself of the opportunity of drawing back, where he could li-ton, unseen by her. to the melodious songstress of tho hour. He looked at Fanny, who wan now near the instrument and compared the calm feeling of happiness he had enjoyed in her sncieiy. to the tumultuous tide that was now rush inf through his heart. I have loved Fanny like a brother.' ihnurrlit he .'i'l-norant of a deeper passion. And "now now 1 am a man and a fool.' A hand was laid upon his arm. 'Broth er, are von not well ! You look so pale to-night.' . . rinrif wns looking anxiously in Ins face nnd he saw thai her own wns flushed with excitement. Vps. (Vara. I am well but what ha disturbed vou ? Indeed I noticed before we loft home that something seemed to wnifrti noon vour smrits. Tell me the enltsn ?' Hi drew her hand affectionately through hi nrm. nod for tho firot time noticed her new ornament 'It is not the weight of this new chain ti.nt nnnrrssrs vou.' said he. lifting it from her npek 'though it does feel rather mag i.ifinrMit. You have never showed me thi new rrift of yours. Who could have been i In. donor?' and he thought ol Mrs. Clifton. Do not spenk of il hero' whispered I. nrn. iv ith so much cmbarrnsmcnt. it con firmod' Edward's suspicions with regard lo tho donor; and though he regretted the nature of the obligation, ho could not but think it was prompted by Uindness to an observation of Clara's inula! ive doenrnt ion The truth was Clara had been exceedingly annoyed by quest mm she could not or rather would not answer. Some onu had suggested that it was a present from Mrs. Clifton, and though she did not affirm il, actually, she was glad to admit tho idea, as an escape from further -persecution on the subject, hull her con Bcienco writhed under iho implied false Iiond, and sha dreaded its detection. To add to her mortification, she overheard porno one remark, 'that Llara Stnnley neei nni nut on so miiuv nirs atioui nor new chain, for it was nothing but pinch back nml Imil a strong smell of brass. She rejoiced when tho hour of retiring nrrivnil. a ud when she reached homo, she ran up sloirs, went to bed, nnd cried herself in siren. Poor Clara! she awakened that nirrl.r from a terrible fit of the night more fnrlin drramcd that her grandmother's icy hands were groping about her neck for the beads she had bartered, that tho cold grasp grew tu'hlcr and ttglitor, her breath shorter aud shorter, tin sue She dreaiicu mo next uuy miPftioninf? about iho mysterious chain 1 ..t nl.snrbed in his own deep, over-mas ..;., n.nniinns. ho forgot tho subject when tho glittoring bauble was removed from linforn 13 eves. 1' mill hum uiiiu u i-iiuhhi: bin in his characior. Ho bo n. oilpiit and abslrncled as hu had ml communicative. Ho no longer talked of Mrs. Clifton, and even lu was cold nnd constrnined. Fanny prescrvod tho sainn equanimity of fn n I i n ft . thuurrhshu miesud Edward's vivnei ly and emilw, and openly lamented thcooflcnutl by visible emotion trniisfonnaiiou. Khu Inuked rather mure serious than usual, but the av.uro of her eye was undimmeil nnd iho soft ro?o of her choek reiimined undiminished, in bloom. Edward turned from Iho sanioncs3 nnd lustre of her countenance, lo gaze upon the chancing face Ihat 'pale passion loved' nnd while he acknowledged the hopeless nessof his infatuation, he brooded over it, till it enorvaicd all the energies of his soul. It, wns fortunate for his mind, that a do mestic circumstance of a perplexing nature roused it into exercise. Some, very uuex. ptcted claims were made against I ho estate. Mr. Stanley had died suddenly, anil left his affairs considerably involved, but his family now believed every thing was settled, am! that I ha small properly which remained was all their own. Willi iho strictest economy it was jun sufficient for n genteel support, nnd that was all. They had no means of meeting (his unexpected exigency, but by the sale of tho house a sorrowful expedient, for it was endeared by every socintion connected with a husband s nntl father's love besides it was their home; and where should they look for another? Kdwnrd remembered tho letter of bis grandmother. Ho wanted but n few months of hcing of age. nnd the hour of trouble had arrived. Ho opened and read il. then gave it into his mother's hands with countenance illuminated with joy. 'It is all well, dear mother more than well though dead sho yet continues her guardianship of love. Clara, where is tho trunk, whoso value I have just learned .' It will save us from rum. Clara looked aghast. 'The trunk,' stammered she, 'what good con it do us?' Read that letter it will explain all.' I'ho explanation mav bo given to the reader in few words. Tho trunk contained false bottom, in which Iho good old lady hail placed deeds and papers containing an amount of property which made n rich legacy to her grandson. Knowing the temptations to which youth is exposed, and nowic" too that necessity calls forth the noblest powers of mankind, she did not wi.-h him to know of the existence of this property till he became of ago; and being omewhat eccentric in her character, and fonil of surprises, site had adoptetl this sin- ular method of bequeathing to him lnu fortune. Clara read tho letter, and sat like staluo of stone. She wished the enr h lo open mid swallow her, the mountains to fall and crush her lo atoms, to save her from the remorse and shame that had over taken her. , Clara, what is the mat tor ?' said Edward, iiting down by her side; 'can you not go rl.o trunk, Clara The unhappy girl tried to speak, but only uttered a piercing shriek, and fell pros! role on this flinr. Excessively alarmed, they raided and endeavored lo bring her to cmn pnsnre, but sho continued to wring her hands and exclaim, Oh, what have I done, what havo I dene ?' They gathered at length from her broken cntenc's, the exient of their misfortune. Plio treasure! was lost, irredeemably lost, lor it would be impossible to trace the course of one who led an itinerant life, and was probably now in some remote part of the country. If it ever were discovered, il would probably be at some distant day, nnd I he demand wns immediate ami pressing. Neither Mrs. S'anlev nor Edwnrd could iddiotho agonies of Clara's romorso by unavailing reproaches, hut they both keenly feii how much it added to their calamity to think the means ihof guardian nngel held out for their n hof, was wrecd from them by the hands of n daughter nnd a sister. We must submit, snul Mrs. binnley, with n hoavv sigh, 'in the will of tied.' We must acL' said Edward, 'and be not cast down, mv mother. If heaven spares mv life nnd health, wo shall never know one real want. In this countrv there is no such thing n poverty, and as lo vanity nnd ow. let Clarn s hitler lesson prove the emptiness ot their claims. When it was known that Mrs. Stanley's dwelling house was ndvertised for sale, to satisfy the demands of impatient creditors, there was much astonishment nml more sorrow, for shn wns a woman universally beloved for her meekness, loving Kindness nnd lender charities. Tho neighbors gnth cred in lo question and condole, and great was Iho sympathy expressed lor utnra's inconsnlaliln grief. They did not know tho secret burden that weighed her to tho dust. and wondered much to seo tho young nnd elastic bowed down so heavily, while Mrs. Stanley seemed so calm and resigned h annv Morton was very sorry, ami expres sed herself on tho occasion with nil the depth of feeling of which her tranquil naturo was capable, but Edward moro than ever felt the immeasurable distance of'thcir souls. Hers could not comprehend the depth and sensibility of his. The lightning of heaven, nnd tho cold phosphorescent light of earth, are no', more ditlorcnt in their properties. Mrs. Chiton came, hut not with tho crowd, hho waited till outers accused her of standing aloof from her favorites in their day of adversity. She camo aluno, leaving her carriage, her ser vants, and all the paraphernalia of her wealth behind her. Mrs. Stanley knew how to appreciate this delicacy, as well as Iho addod delorenco and respect of her manners. Shis abked no questions sho offered no condolence sho came she said to solicit a favor, not to confer one. Sho wished to become purchnsur of their beau tiful coltago, whoso situation she had so much ndmired. She had learned that her father had desired to become tho owner of tho lot. if Mr, Stanloy over disposed of it. Sho wns anxious herself that it should not puss into oilier hands, and to secure their continuance- in thu nolgiiuurnoou 'If by graiifviUL' my father'rJ own wish.' continued Mrn. Clil'lon, hor brilliant oyea '1 cuu relievo you, Mrs. Stanloy, from, I trust, a transient einbarrussmcnt, I shall not consider myself less your debtor when the limo comes I hnl you desire to reclaim it, I will not withhold lis restoration.' The tears, which sorrow had not wrung from Mrs. Stanley's eyes, now fell fast, from gratitude. She proved Mrs. Clif ton's hand in hers, nnd said, in n low voice. 'You have caused the widow's hoart lo sing for joy may heaven reward you for your kindness.' Clara, incapable of restraining herself longer, threw her arms round her neck, and sobbed out, 'Ob, Madam, you havo saved me from despair.' Mrs. Clifton, who attributed her words lo iho natural regret ol'a young and ardent heart, on the prospect of quitting the home of childhood, warmly returned Iho involun lary embrace, and hid her call back her smiles, and bo ready to nccompany her on the morrow in a botanical oxctirsion. When she rose to depart Kdward rose also lo accompany hor home. He was no longer gloomy and reserved. He no longer looked upon her as an enchantress, moving high above him. in n region of inaccessible light nnd splendor, but ns a woman, en dowed with all the warm and lovely sensi bilities of her sex--n being whom ho might d.-uc to love, though he could never hope In obtain who might forgive the homage, even though she rejected tho worrhipper. Had not iho humility, always on accom paniment of deep and fervent passion, ruled jus perceptions, he might have derived an inspiration for his hopes, from the softened language of her eyes, a language which others had not been slow in translating. They entered Iho magii'ficcnt saloon. The contrast its still gilded walls presented to Iho agitating scene I hey had left, was fell by both. 'Desolate is Iho dwelling of Mnrrir.' paid she, in an accent half sad and halt sportive, 'silence is in tlio houso of her fathers.' 'Dwells there no joy in song, white band of the harp of Ijuthn ?' continued Edward, in the same poetic language, and drawing the harp inwards her. It is always delight, fill to find tho train of our own thoughts pursued by a proving Ihat wo think in unison." Mrs. Clifton (clt this as the swept, her hands over tho chords, and called fnrt h thai sweet and impassioned melody peculiar lo the daughters of Italy. Sho paused, and her dark eyo rested, a moment on tho face of her auditor. It.w'n--partly shaded by hi hand, and sho saw ihat ho was overcome by some powerful emotion. Again she sang, but her voice was low, nml the coasf d at length, as if weary of the ( lion. 'You eccni spell bound by tho genius of silence.' said she, 'I should be wrong to break tho charm ' 'I know I must appear more than stupid,' replied he, 'when there is every thing around tn inspire mo. Hut my feelings have been deeply oppressed by anxietv.nnd tho weight of anxiety has been removed by a debt of gratitude, which, however pleasing nnd gracefully imposed, is only too deeply felt.' 'Oh ! let not your pride be jealous of tho happiness I have dared ibis day lo purchase. What have I done for vou and vours, half so precious lo vouu remembrance, aa to mine? Your s'sier's tearful blessing, vour mother's hallowed prayer!' She spoke with such fervor nnd scnsibil. ity. and her countenance was lighted up with such an exalted expression, Edwnrd was scarcely able to restrain tho impetu ous impulses of passion that urged him on. Tho confession trembled on Ins lips, but pride and poverty, two stern monitors, stood by his side, nnd forbade tho avowal of his madness and prnitimptiun. 'No!' snul ho to hun.-clf, 'lot me live on in the silence and secrecy of hopeless de votion, rn i her than by unguarded rashness the loss of thai confidence so danger ous, yet so delight ml. fjlie allows mo lo her friend. Jjet mo never daro nspire to he more.' Thus reasoned Edward Stanley, and thus he schooled Iho language of his lips but the passion denied utterance in words, flashed from his eyes, nnd modulated every accent of his voice, lie looked hack upon this evening, passed alone with Mrs. Clif ton, amidst the breathings of poetry and music, and exulted in the reflection that he had not comillcd himself by any net of nn. prudence ho might horenficr vainly rue Sometimes his feelings rose up agninsl Clara, for the selfish vanity ihat had led her lo sncrifien Iho fortune that might have placed linn above I ho suspicion nrmercenn ry motives, but her unappeasable sorrow for her transgression, would not allow him to cherish any rescnlmont towards her. Sometimes too Ins con-cicnco reproached Iiiiii for Iho part ho was tiding towards Funny, the idol of his boyish fancy but every hour passed in bur presence, con vinced him that sho looked upon him more us a brother than a lover, and wrapped in n mantle of const iiutioual indifforauce, she seemed scarcly aware of the wandering of his heart. 'Oh ! I am sn glad vou are not going to leave us ! 1 do not know how 1 should live without you nnd Clarn. l' anny s most ardent expression in joy and sorrow, was, ! am so glad I am so sorry.' It was n groat deal for her to say but sho looked at Clara exactly as bIio did nt him. and Edward, whose heart wa now enlightened, full that she did not love linn, and he rejoiced in tho conviction. One evening, just between twilight nnd n darker hour, ho was returning Iron) long walk, when, n little before he loft tho woodland path, Ihat led into the public road, he met an old woman mulllud in n cloak and hood ho bowed and was pushing on, when uhu uucosled him in it voice which was not unknown, and upproaching nearer to her, lie knew by the epcclnclcu jlcam nig through the slndes. under the deeper dinde of a iimh cap hinmcinnt friend ofihe stage coach, nnd he greeted her with cor dialily. She told him sho was travelling ahoul as usual, and hnd stopped in Iho vil lage to make a visit to Mrs Chiton, the grand daughter of her old friend. 'It, is growing dnrk nnd late,' said he 'lut mo seo you snfe lo her house, for you have mistaken the pnth ilint leads tn it.' 'Stop a moment,' cried she, 'if you arc not in too much ha.-tc, and lot mo rest on this log by the way side. I am old, and it wearies mjJ to walk last. Sit. down, young man, andlet inn ask after your welfare. I have nut forgotten your kmdness to the aged, nor ever shall I.' Edward brnslird the dust from tho log with his handkerchief, nnd preparing a seal for her, with great reverencu placed him self at her side. ( 'Come.' said she, 'I must soon Iw gone, but I want lo know if I can servo you. I am an eccentric uld creature, but I nni well ofTin the world, nnd when I die I can not carry my money into Iho grave. I am told there is n preliy young girl in the neighbor hood, whom you love, and would marry if you were not poor. Do not blush to own it, for if it is so and I can maknyou happy by ir.y means, I shn'l bless the hour that brought us together, even near the ond of my pilgrimage.' Her tremulous voice faltered, nnd she raised her handkerchief under her specta cles'. 'Thank you a ilnusand limes, for your generous offer,' replied Edwnrd. much moved, 'but indeed, tnndnm, you are mis informed. I would not marry if I could.' 'Young man.' cried she, 'yon arc not sin cere. The heart craves for n kindred heart. You won't! not live alone. Con fide in mo nnd I will not belny you. Tri fle with mo, and you may hue a friend, whoso profession? are not lightly mndo. Tell me, do you nol lovo Iho fair girl, whom I hey call (he bautv of the village, or is it but a passing rumor that Ins reach ed my cars ?' Edward wondered at the interest this singular old woman exprcsed in his destiny, but ho did not doubt its sincerity, and ho would not repay it with dissimulation.' 'No, madam. I do not lovo her, other wise than with hrothnrly kindness. Where I do lovo I cannot hope, and all your gen erosity cannot avail me 'here.' 1 'Whore ?' said she. I want no half con fidences. The imagination of ago is dull lo that of youth. Tell me all or nothing.' 'Thorc is one, then with whom, ere sho poor, beggary would no a parad'so, but whom fortuy4 Ins placed far beyond inj reach, it would bo tnadn -ss lo name, and pre-umptinn to aspuo to. Sometimes, em. imhlened by h. r condescension,! have dared to think, had my lot been different but no it can never be I need nut say more you know where your slops arc bound.' A silence followed this avowal, and lid ward wnsi so much absorbed by his own feelings, as almost to forget tho presence of his companion. At length she spoke. 'I do not seo the rront presumption nl vour hopes; ifynu mean the widow Clifton, I see nothing to ninko her beyond your re-scli, unless you choose yourself to put her up in the clouds. Sho is rich, it is true, but what does she wnnt of riches in another? She has found no jny in wealth. I know the history nf her marriage : it was not voluntary on her part, and brought no hauninrss a slato of splendid bondage. Why do you not nt least learn from her whether your lovo is hopeless ? If 1 nti old woman if my heart warmed towards you. Iho first moment I saw you, is her nung hnsnin mndo ot stone, thai it cannot be melted or impressed ?' Sho has often spnkcn,' said Edward, finding an increasing fascination inthocub- joci, and still nearer Ins nged Iriend, 'ot the loneliness ot nor destiny anil ot the insnlh- cieuny of wealth to satisfy the cravings of Iho heart. These dreams dnzx'od mv imagination, and gilt the future wiih the lines nf heaven. IJutlho tlread of being banished from hor presence, of incurring tho displeasure of one who has been the benefactress of our family you, who are now in the winter of your days can have no conception of the strength of these men tal conflicts this warring of firo nnd ice I havo forgotten the memories of youth,' sho nnswercd; 'ami inipnsivo ns vou be lieve me, l hero is an iinuge cherished in my hrensl, whoso trails tho waves of oblivion can never cfl'iee, nor the snows of old age ever chill. Few can lovo ns I havo loved; ami love with me. is immortal ns the divine spark that lights up this perishing frnme.' Sho leaned iremtiliug against thu shoul der of Edward, who reproached himself for calling up cmniiniH so sublime in their strength, thus glowing nnd triumphant, amidst the rums o heauly and youth, lie drew her clonk more closely nroud her, and warned her thnl tho night dew was falling. 'You are right,' said she, rising; 'i was forgetting I nm not young like- you.' Thoy wnlkeJ slowly on, in the direction of Mrs. Chiton's houu. 'May I not ask the namo nf tho friend In whnso kindness I am so much indebted." cried he. 'Oh,' replied sho, laughing, 'I Ihoughl every body know Aunt IJridgot, for I am one of Ihoso universal minis, whom every body knows, nnd nobody cares for. My property is my own, and I havo n right to bequeath it whore over I please. I havo clioceu you ns my heir, and you may con Hitler yourself equal in fortune to widow Clil'lon, or nny other widow in tho land. Not u wonl of thanks no grnliludo at least, till l'gal measures nro taken to se cure it to your possession.' 'Singular and generous being,' said Ed ward, beginning to believe Ihat her brain wan somewhat unsound, 'what have I done to excite so niiiiuiitii: an interest, nml what can I do to prove- myself worlhv of it ?' 1 '15c siuuero tiutli id the only bund of love nnd concealment with friends is lal&o- hood. They had now reached I lie gate of the avenue. 'You will nol go in ?' 'No,' said he, 'I cannot see her to-night: (o-mnrrow, perhaps shall I see you then?' 'I cannot toll what tho morrow will bring forth. Hut ono thing lot me say. young man, ore wo part. You must plead your own cause, rind not expect it will he done by mo. If you have not moral cnur ago and manly spirit sufficient to meet the consequences, whatever I hey bo, you mer it tho downfall of your hope's, anil the hu mihatinn of your pride.' Sho closed thu gate, nnd Edwnrd walch cd her dark, shrouded figure slowly thread iog the winding path, and almost imagined he hail been with one of thoso syhilhno priestesses, who opened their lips in proph ecy, and shadowed tho mystic outlines of futurity. 'Whatever she may be,' thought ho, '"I will bo guided by her counsel, nnd abide by the result. As ho drew near his own home, and saw tho lights shining 60 quietly and bright ly through tho trees, that quivered gently ns in a golden shower, and thought how tranquilly tho hearts of its inmates now heat, secure from iho fear of being driven from that lovo hallowed homo when ho rr fleeted for this peace, sn benutifully im aged in the scene before him, they were in debted to the very being whose recollec tion excited the throhbings of a thousand pulses in his heirt and in his brain grali 'ut'o so mingled wild and chastened his love, that every breathing became a prayer for her happiness, even if'n wore to be pur chased at the sacrifice of his own. He saw Clara through the window, scal ed at a tnblu, with souin object before her. which was shaded by the branches, bul her attitude was so expressive, that he stood a moment to contemplnte hor figure. Her hands were clasped in n kind of ecstney. and her cheeks were colored with a bright crimson, strikingly contrasting with their late pallid hue. Something hung glitter ing from her fingers-, upon which she gazed rapiurously ono moment -then, bending forward the next, she seemed intent upon what was placed before her. Ho opened the door softly; sho sprung up. and throw ing her nrm round him, cried in accents of hysterical joi 'Dear brother -tho trunk is fonnd--thero it is, oh! I am so happy!' And the wept and laughed alternately There indeed it waslho identical trunk whose loss had occationcd so much sor row, with its rctl ninrccn on-prmg and bright nails untarnished. Edwnrd rejoic ed more for Clara's sake than Ins own for hor remorse, though salutary to herself, wa- harrowing lo him. 'Explain this mystery, dear Clara, and moderate those, transports. How have you recovered tho lost treasure?' 'Oh! it was Iho strangest circumstance ! Who do you think had it. but Mrs Clifton. Hint nngel sent down from heaven, for our especial blessing. You know I went there to-day, abouuho time you took the walk in the woods. My heart was so full of grief for my folly, and gratitude for her kindness, I thought it would have burst, and I told hor all : no, not quite nil for I could not bring myself to tell hor lint it contniued ynur properly: her eye seemed to upbraid me so for betraying Iho trust; but again it beamed with joy. because sho could rcstoro to mo both sacred relics." Here she hold up the beads, now a I lion sand times moro precious lo her than all the chains in Iho world. 'The pedlar called Ihcrc, after ho left mo. She rtcogii'Z"d the trunk; as it bore the mime of a friund.' Edward's cheek burned with emotion for his own namo Edward S'nnloy wns wrought upon tho velvet lining, but Clara wonl breathlessly on. 'Sho gathered from him the history ol the beads, and purchased them both, that -he might on some f'uiurc duv have the pleasure of restoring them. Sho under, stood iho sacrifice my foolish vanity had undo, nnd anticipated thu rcpeiuanco tint would lollow. U she not a friend, tho best and the kindest? and ought wc not to love her ns our own souls ? And can you for give mo. Edward will you forgive mo, though I loar I never shall be nble to par don myself." Forgive you, my sister? Let me only see once more the sweet, unnfiecicd girl, who was the object of my approbation as well as my lovo, and I ask no moro.' He now examined tho secret rcces?C3 of tho trunk, and found the papers safe nnd untouched. Their valuo transcended his most sanguine expectations. He could redeem tlio paternal dwelling, meet the tie mantis which hail involved them in distress, and slill find himself a comparatively rich man. Clarn ran nut of iho ronm, nnd bringing back iho chain tho 'cause of all her wo' sho put it in a conspicuous corner of her work box. 'I will never wenr this paullry bauble again,' cried she; 'hut I will keep it, ns a uinmontti of my vanity, and a pledge of mv reformation I will look ot il n few mo ments orory day, as the lady dul upon iho skeleton nf her lover, lo remind me of the sins of mortality.' When Clam ban left them with n joyous 'good night,' Mrs, Stanley tlruw her chair next Hi her sonV, nml looked earnestly in Ii ih face. 'There is something I ought tn mention,' said sho, 'and vet I cannot hear in damp your present satisfaction. I havohoen lold nf an intended marriage, which I fear much will disappoint your fondest hopes. I trust, however, you havo loo much Inmost pride, to siifl'er your feelings to prey upun your Imppiiioss.' Edwurd started up, mid pushed hi; chuii against iho wall, with a violent rebound. 'I cannot hear it, mother I believe- it would drive mo mad after nil I have damj to dream lo-tiighl. I might, perhaps, llrn without hor, but I could not live to sec hor married to another. Fool, credulous fon that 1 was, lo believe that dotard's proph ecy.' IIo sal down ngain in tho chair, which Clarn had led, and (hrnwing his nr:ni across tho lahle, bunt his faco over them, and remained silent. 'Alas' my son,' cried Mrs. Stanley, '1 feared it would bo so. Mr. Morton feels for you iho tenderness nf n fathor but' Mr. Morion tlid you say?' cried Edword, starling up again, at the risk of upsetting chairs, tables, and lamps 'I believe I ami nut of my seines; and is it Fanny Morton who is going to ho married?' Tim sudden change in his cnuntemncc, from despair to composure, quito electrified Mrs. Stnnley. Sho could not comprehend such great and sudden self control. 'Mr. Morion tells me,' she continued, 'that Fanny is addressed by a gentleman of wealth and respectability, and one who is every way a desirable connection. Ho has learned from Fanny, that no engage ment subsisted between you. but he seemed apprehensive Ihat your affections wero deeply intcresled, and wished mo to ooftcn the intelligence as much as possible.' Edward smiled 'Toll Mr. Morion I thank him for Ins kind consideration, bat no one can rejoice in Fanny's prospects, moro than I tin.' Mrs Stanley was bewildered, for she had nol dreamed of his present infatuation. 'I cannot understand how resignation can bo acquired so soon, especially after such a burst of frenzy. I fear it is merely assumed to spare my feelings. 'I cannot feign, dear mother, though I may conceal. Dismiss all fears upon thia subject, for were Fanny to live n thousand years in all her virgin loveliness if nature permitted such a reign to youth and beauty sho would never be sought after as tho bride of your son.' Ho kissed his mother, and bade her a hasty 'good night,' anxious to avoid explnn alum on a subject which had already ngi ta'ed htm so much. Tho nexi day, when ho reflected on his extraordinary interview with the old lady of the stngo coach, nnd her incredible prom ises in his behalf, ho became more than ev or convinced of her mental hallucination. Yet there was too much method in hor madness indeed existed, to allow him to slight the impressions of her words. Ho was now independent, and hopes that before sic-mcd presumptuous, now warmed every pu lsation of his being. Shall I even now follow the sybil's conn, sol?' said ho to himself, as he bent hia steps nt evening inwards Mrs. Clifton'a door, but tho moment he entered her prea once, Aunt Bridget, hor promises, and tho world itself wore forgotten. She met him with a smile, but there was a burning glow on her check, ond a hurried glance on her eye, that indicated internal agitation. Sho attempted lo converse on indifferent topics, but her thoughts seemed to wander, and she nt length became silent. 'I saw n friend of yours lost night, said he, with much embarrassment, for he knew not whether his confessions were revealed. 'She is very singular, but extremely inter esting in her eccentricities. Is sho with you vol ?' 'Shn is, and will bo with us whenever you desiro- Yet I would first speak with you, Mr Stanley, and communicate an in telligence which I trust will not cost mo tho withdrawal of your friendship. You have known me rich, surrounded with all tho appliances of wealth and fashion, and, as such, envied and admired. My fortuno has been tran-ferred into the hands of an. other, and yon seo mo now, destitute of that tinsel glare, which threw n radiance around inc. which was not my own. Plat toinrs may desert me, but friends I trust I may retain.' She extended her hand with nn involun tary motion, and the glow forsook her cheek. 'Your fortnno gone,' exclaimed Edward 'and muio restored.' Tho next moment ho wns kneeling cC her lect. In no other uttituda could he have expressed the depth of that passion ho now dared tn utter. What he said ho knew not ho only fell that ho was breath ing forth the hoarded and late hnpolosa love of whor-c extent he had never beforo been fully conscious. 'Am I then loved for myself alone?' cried Mrs Clifton, 'by one, too, from whom I have vainly woitctl Una avowal, to justify my preference." Sho bowed her head upon tho hands that Edward was clasping in his own, ns if her soul shared the humility of his devotion. Who would have recognised tho gay and brilliant heiress, who once revelled in tho cold halls of fashion, in this tender and pas sionate woman ? 'Oh !' exclaimed sho, when the feeling of both became sufficiently calm for expla nation, 'Were I still tho child of affluence, I might have vninly looked for tho testimo ny of that love, winch iho vassal of lovo was so long a rebel lo, lo truth and to na lure. And now,' added she, rising, 'lot mo nnt, in (he fulness of my heuit's content, forget ynur old friend who is waiting, no doubt, with impatience, lo greet you. You will probnbly bo surprised to learn that sho is Iho lawful inheritor of my fortuno, nnd ihat nil I have been so profusely lavishing, was her just duo.' Sho smiled at Edward's unutterable look of astonishment and closed the door. Ho was left but n few mnmuniH to his own bewildered thoughts-, when iho door ngniir opened, and Aunt llridget entered, in thu same ancient clonk mid hood, which seemed lo bo part nf herself. 'Wisest and best of counsellors,' said he, 1 Sec four Hi Vugc i

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