Southern planter., 1832-10-27
from me Dreams and Rersris, Of a Quief Nan.
A TRAGICAI, sTORY

a iRAGlCAL STORY.
Sharles had been absent two davs poo
guha had been wishing and wisbin9 Cor b;n,
iils wen known step sounded ia the en,rv.
,ne door opened, and she met him win,
ucisnsehed cclor IN her check, and her bl,,
.yes liaslilng irom beneath their lono iashes
Si.n sporkles OF unwontcd pleasure. Shall
mention particularsl II is scarcely neres-
ssoiy. lie who cannot imagine how a worn,
,'s"lie1 ,. young wife, IN the honey moon. wmld
meet her idol after an absence of two whole
days Is no reader for me.
Ohl' she exclaimed, after the firs, ,,s,s
poft had little subsidized, :" am Glad ,.o,,
nave returned, dear, was afraid von .r,;,rbt
no. cofne-that you were sick or some nsri
ueht mad occurred. But here yon arc. nnd
now, have you had pleasant tin,e1 ma
and" '' ''u you scc'
charles stopped her mouth
cs, here ! am, safe and sound and 6ru
OF news; but you put question after ouestion
WIN such quiclSness, that shall never get A
chance 10 answer them, and your mouth here
wiue open, TO ask don't know how many
Well then" answered she. finging her
sen INTO an attitude of attention. and folding
heI arms like Judge upon a bench" tbere
- am dumb, and ready TO listen 10 the new
- won't speak another word ill Won have
done" ~ "" nave
closed her lips.
Now them" said Charles smark me .
! will" said Julia,
y. wen Then, said her husband, laughing.
~ thS inst place, they are all well, in the
ioA' nave had a very pleasant time; and
les'' : nave seen old Mr.. Peterson, and aunt
1aian' 9l, ana Mr.. y Mrs. Vanderdyke, y little
Bob, Henry and Maria"
Aud this, inquired Julia, " is oil the news
you nau TO teii--and these are all YOU saw9'
Oh no" replied he, myslerionsly,. far
from IT. Julia, ] have met one more-one
most beautiful bewitching being more-the
very counterpart of Venus. Such complex
ion--such rnglets, long and glossy-and
and lilies are nothing to theml
lhere Is nothing in nature sweeter than
her ups, and her eyes are bright-dangersn
man should rashly encounter. They we're
soii, melting heavenly blue, tremulous every
beam OF them with tenderness that makes
the heart ache.r
iou are only lesting with me-" said Julia.
endeavorlng, but in vain, TO check the change
that came over her face, as the shadow of
cloud illts across a stream "Thls is some
stupid Dutch beauty, and you can scarcely
describe her without laughing, Come. now.
ell the truth"
You may believe me or not, Just rs YOU
please" said he, "but / do assure Won the
account is as true as the enjoyment of II was
snrapturing, and the memory il delicious
Julia was sensitive and artless. She loved
her husband with that deep tenderness which
knew all the thrills of loves hopes and fears
Her heart was like goblet filled 10 the brim.
whose contents tremble and overflow when
shaken over so lightly. There was, there
ore, in these enthusiastic praises Of another.
strange and even cruel. Still she
could not believe that he was serious; and
forcing smile and struggling to keep down
her rising emotion, she listened to him in ST.
ence as lac ratified on.
"Our meeting was marked with uncommon
interest. Old Mr.. Peterson introduced me
% her, after having previously hinled that,
before ! was married, she had regarded me
with more than common complacency."
"Charesl-
swell, we met, | addressed her by name
she said nothing-but oh! those eyes Of hers
were fixed on me with gaze that reached
into the innermost recesses of my heart, and
seemed to touch all those chords of feeling
which nature had strung for Joy. Wherever
went, | found her eyes still turned towards
me, and an arch smile Just played around her
sauoy lips, and spoke the fine iances and
half hidden meanings that women will often
look, but not always trust TO the clumsy yehi-
Gle Of words. | could restrain myselfno lon
ger-but forgetting all but those heavenly
lips, | approached and -"
Poor Julia--she thought she heard the
knell of her young dreams. The hue of her
cheek; and the sparkle Of her azure eye,
were gone long before; and as she painted in
such glowing colors, the picture his feelings,
her lip quivered, and tears sweed up and
dimined the blue light Of eyes beautiful as
day.
"l will never speak TO youogain, Charles" !"
sobbed she E" if this be true"
"It is true, he exclaimed, only not half
like the reality. II was your own PICTURE,
my sweet girl, that kissed again and again"
She looked at him n moment, and buried
her wet eyes in his BOSOM As she lifted her
head, and, shaking back the clustering ring
lets that fell around her brow, displayed her
faca smilin0 through tears his arm softly