The Wilmingtonian, and Delaware register., 1824-08-19
7LEnMAW AIyD TEARnIET.

ect for many a pretty girl to cast ii wisttul
eve upon. He was somewhat romantic, and
was wont to indulge much in the vision Of
hope, and paint the brightest colours upon
the cloud offuturty, which were destined to
fade at his approach. As usuai With q
person of lis nature, among the mast dclici
GUS pleasures of his Visionary dreams wcre
those of love. His yolng mina, luxuriate
amidst being ofhis own Imagination Figures
Of the most fascinating nature would pass and
rcpass before his minds cyc," in thc long
visit; ct future years, and often in his dreams
would lie pi..y with tho golden iing.cts Of
| some devoted md beautiful sirl, Or gaze upon
checks OF deeper glow than the rosy blush
Of the morning SKY.
But as he grew to be man, he had less
confidence in the svrcn voice u hope and il
at all he listened to hcr soothing suggestions,
it was with melancholy certainty that they
were but dc,uding him into The sweet luNu-
ry of their transitory JOYS to make him weep
as they ceased to be heard
| He had not lived long in the turlult of the
world before he was 1Jr.tty we'll convinced
| it boosted ofno pcrfrctbcng. He even dc9-
paired of meeting with any one Who would
be companion to him, SUCH Us he wished,
and with sadness, almost amounting to
gloom, he moved like an auttlmaton, through
and brilliant circles OF fashionable life, while
the bright eyes, which were continually shin
ing with smiles upon him, were like the gold
en- beams Of the moon upon tho hard polish
ed ice, Frightening, but not mcltn5t.
| Not 50 were his glgncca upon the females
around his large black eyes, rich with man
! ly feeling and expression, pierced Ike 4
scymotar, ana went dircciy TO tic heart.
| His broad, clear, open brow, on which his
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his black archcd eyebrows, and ell-formed
mouth, with Ms elegant dcmeanor, often
drew long sigh from many 4 painting little
heart, and timmcd many A sparkling eye
with the tear secretly Sized in the silence Of
midnight
There was a charming girl, whose mind
naturally inclined to affection, who possessed
no power to resist the winning qualifications
Of my friend, but She passiveiy gave her
heart to him, for shn was sure he WAS worthy
of it. without having discovered whether it
would be an acceptable g'ft.
| There is no passion of tho human soa!
stronger or purcr than the love OF woman.
/ There is a silent strength III it, which goes
on increasing and irresistible; q devotion
gathering energy from the knowledge OF It's
own might, and treasiing up every look a,ll
word, every glow upon the check, and every
smile upon the lip, in secrecy and silence, to
| gorge the avaricc of love. 1t lives upon the
sweet conviction that the object is near; it
rcioiccs and riots in the sound Of the voice,
and Kind expression OF the lip, Il tender
smile gives it triumphant energy, and
thrills the frame with the most bcWirching
rapture.
Such were the feelings which the infttuat
ed Harriet entertained for Herman, and
CtII-it
address, the scrupulous dccorlim Of cTery
moment spent in his company, her passion.
soon became evident to the world, and, last
Of ALL to its noble object. Conccalmcnt was
! impossible; it was like an attempt to limit
the wanaerings or WING i'll some WHY cage.
! The full and free spreading of it's wrcashnS
figure might be rcprcssetl, but the rosy !iow-
er would here break from, its confinement.
The rich grcan leaf would here cscare to
view, and here the thick cluster would dis
play its beauty, and tWinc its delicate stem
in the open air. The rich brown ringlcts,
which were wont to unl0oscn Themselves In
clusters from the bandage which she somc-
times bound around her forehead, were en-
blcms of that love which would not be con-
trouled, but poured itself forth in aproIusion
of blushing smiles and tears.
/ When Herman was aware that tho pretty
| harriet really lONeu Hlill, nc ICCuliGN ilS4
ten Thousand little kind look and action, with
a feeling rather difficult to be described.
II Although she was not SO vcry--tusry bciutl-
ful as some of the creations of his warm i'm
aginations she was certainly handsome; but
she was not what he hoped to have found
she was a pretty, playful, amiablc girl-'
bashfnl child
ooh, for some high-mindcd and elevated
being" said he, 'whosc soul, Ike the scft
echo ofthe mountain, would breathe respon-
sive to every feeling Of minc--whos" ioriI
spirit would be mine own, but more beautiful
and refined"
Yet did he never dream Of marriagc--he
was too young, and Harriet was not his choice
Yes, she was beautiful, and loved him, bat
could he take her to his heart as his wife
when his affections were not in unison with
hers no, the thought was idle.
Harriet was an orphan: and though hei
parents had left hcra moderate competence
yet through the villany OF a false-hearted
friend, she was cheated of her fortune ant
left destitute OF almost every comfort O.
life
This was circumstance at once calculated
to excite the sympathy and interest of Her
g man, and he looked upon her as neglected
yet still beautiful flower, that only needed
his hand to shelter it from the blast, and raise
2 its dropping head to the sun the noble reso'