The Arkansas advocate., 1830-06-02
LFEvTEE BOOK, A. T. WEDNESDAY,, JUNE ?, 1880.

inland was obscured. by the thick win. of the wintry tempest; the wide anthem of the night wind was loud and disson ant; and 1 soon found that the slladows of the scene around me. were gathering over ny mind. My thoughts went forti amidst the curtained skies of Evening and mighty ideas of iniinity and bound less space--the mystery of the air--the distance whence the little notes of snow had fallen ;--and l wasabsorbed in med Iitation.
 was aroused from my reverie by the entrance of a lad bearing a letter. stepped forward, ,--it was for my friend, His His large hazle g g was 1t 1t up pleas antly, and q kindly smile of unwonted delight passed over his brow and cheek. He had for some days been moody and restless ;-;,n,i marked his emotions oi pleasure with lively enjoyment, to which aninstant before wasa astranger.
 ssThis is the most lucky moment to receive a letterthat lever experienced ? said Graham, indulging in that laugh which comes from the heart. You sees said he, < that is from woman, the prime nauliegis of my affections. But belle her; she is not woman; in the ge- neral acceptation of tie ternl---she Is an angel.''
 glanced at the letter as he extended it to me; and the direction was really most beautiful. The blue surface of the epistle seemed to have just passed through the hands of the copper plate printer. " You see,'' said Graham, s' that it is beautiful; ne,a let Ine read 1t, and as you are my confdant will show you the Alpha and Omega of it. .' lie broke the seal; it began with 6 Dear- est Everard, , and closed with < Forever your's, ENELiNE BARTON
 You uare entitled to farther freedom, j said my friend: Now, go mediate and let my greedy eyes sdevonr up her dis course or, seeing your curiosity is aw5t- keaed, will give you her picture Afor you to look upon,a as the Primer hath it.
 He drew from his bosom Q miniature, suspended by a golden chain. {" There, D said he, ssis one half of my heart. 1t is the most beautiful by far; and l dare be sworn, the most innocent. Now if you admire 1t, let your admiration be 5tis- speatable; for l shall not be d home, du- ring the next half fhour to any body. To save inquiries, however, l will say a word or two to you respecting her. She IS my intended; first knew her at the Saratoga cotillions; her father is an Englishmaa; but her mother is one of our cis-atlantic daughters of Eve. Itis the long lapse of time since have heard from tie dear girl that has given me the blues so of late
 took the miniature; and never shall l forget the unsullied and perfect beau ty that then dawned upon me. The stainless brow was shaded with rich clusters and braids of hair, of the gold ia shadow; the eye was mild and sweet hut about the sweet lips, that seemed the balny prison gates of delicious kiss es, and the dimpled and rose-leaf cheek, there played such a pure and sanctiied smile, that the picture seemed to be in- stinet with the life of heaven. I was dumb with exquisite admiration; and ] seemed to be surrounded by the perfect presence of Venus. Little did ina zine, as gazed upon that delicately moulded face, that the clouds of early sorrow would so soon overshadow the fair brow; that the white-robed bosom would so soon yearn with the bangs oI unrequited affection; that the azure eye and matchless cheek would be dimmcd and stained with tears shed in secret; that they would be deluged with the bitter waters of a bursting heart! But let me not anticipate.
 Half an hour having passed without a word having been spoken by either oI us. The reflections which the picture had comured up, kept me silent; anc Graham read and re-read his letter withoutnotieingmy pleasurable reverie At length he said--s' Well, you seen half intoxicated; are you dizzy witt rapture2 assure you, if you feel any sensation from that little counterfeit how could you gaze on the original
 You would become an enthusiast anC worshipper at first sight, as did. BBu am too ioeose for so sacred theme aud my pleasure is already damped b, the reflection, that my spi'attelle has, er' this, left America, in the packet of th'
 l6th, for England. A vast estate ha