Burlington free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1827-1865, 1837-04-28
LUCY CARROLL.-A SKETCH.
Take back the bowl-take back the bowl
Reserve il for polluted lips
would not bow stainless soul

! would not bow Il stainless soul
Beneath its dark and foul eclipse
L Lucy. my child said Mrs. Carroll, do
you know it is whispered that George Dur
wood Is forming habits of dissipation !
! would not grove You Lucy-yc, 1t is well
to warn you Of danger and when even
= Durwoods friends are forced to ackhowl- |
edge that he altered we have reason to
fear that our ingenious and high minded
friend is indeed listening with a charmed !
ear to the voice Of that syren, the end OF
of whose song is destruction. Yon have
A,eard Of these reports, my child
A slight quiver came over the lip of the
Younr girl,-who stood silent before her
mother, as pale and certainly as beautiful
as the most exquisite statue Lifting
her moistened blue eye to her mother.
while an unwontcd energy kisd!cd II, she
answered.
Yes, mother, Durwood's enemies have
not been slow in coiuirg such reports for
my ear. know have heard them oil
but do not beive them
Lucy.-the innocent, the lovely, the
con6ding Lucy, spoke but as che thought
In her heart she could not believe that he
whose nature was so noble, So generous
who evinced so many correct feelings and
and principles, and possessed in eminent
degree all manly quahfcaions-shc could
ihuihelievc hat he by any possible 'omp'a.
lion, could yield to the banefu inslnuallons
Of the destroyer, degrade the dignity OF
manhood below the beasts that perish.
And why was it, that amid the censures
aud barsh judgemen, Of the world, the Sc
cret regret of friends. and open attacks OF
foes, Lucy ehrined deeper in her heart the
image of her lover. She loved him-and
her heart cnstsrouded in the mantle OF de-
votlon. clung with increased tenaclly to
its object and the light Of affection shone
warmer and brighter as the shadows Of
evil closed darker around her beloved.
Cunstancy is striking and peculiarly
beautiful trait in the character of WOMAN
and in love hike Lucy's, there is surprising
treng'h. 1t has nothing gross nor earthly
in lis yea ming, for its source is in the pur
est fountains of the heart. Alas for tie
sunless riches laid on the liter OF love 1t
is seldom worthy of its offerings.
But was present at that bridal for
Lucy did become the wife of George Dur.
wood. marked the smile of conscious
triumph anI exnlting love, as before Gods
altar he pIigI,tcd that deep vow to become
her husband, coinf,r'cr aud protector for
ever. Aud shc--the gentle being at his
eide. II saw her look of trus, and entire
confidence when she had chosen 10 tread
Iic's crowded path. watched that wId-
owed mother, too. when she gave mp her
only darling to an un'rlcd guardianship
There was sorrow in the tones OF her fond
and fearful blessing on lha, fair young
bride, who was hus in her tenderest years
leaving the shelter and guidance of a moth
-, nj bonrl tnn Nh,
solemn Injunction she gave as she Commit
ted her precious charge into other bands
that he should deal truly and kindly will
her, as he hoped Gods blessing. hear'
all, and turned aside to conceal the tear
which were unconsciously creeping into m.
eyes. An i'll nmcncd melancholy cam
over me, but srove to Danish it for
why should dim tina, fairy picture wit
my tears.
have said that Lucy Carroll bccom
the wife of Dnrwood- and alas she be
came his victim also. the blight fell ear
ly on the rose, and the worm reveled q
mid its leaves We need not trace Gee
Durwood on his erring path Of folly al
dissipation enough The he did bow dow
his high spirits, a, the unho'y shrine {
intemperance.
But Lucy she who in the trust in
earnestness of her pure heart had throw
all to the venture of his vow-She WI
made to feel The perlshlng ofal that wi
bright and noble and elevated-it WI
hers to feel in lis most refined btternc
the keen and whitening blight of dlsa
poinlment when she looked on him Il
called her husband.
For long time, Lucy's believing spl
sustained her under her heavy trial; for o
hope clung even as an anchor to her soul
the hope that he would reformation he 10
ed her too we'll she thought, to make h
unhappy. Alas, deceived woman! Lo
may be strong, but the love of,hc wine C
hath a mighticr power. But The tru
came at last. That which Lucy had ih
II a sin To think on, now stood before her
lamen,abe and sure reallly-her husba
was an irreclaimabe drunkard!
Lucy died early-but not before the II
ray Of hope was quenched in that strE
bosom, and deathke whitening had CO
over her heart-not until every beautl
flower Of affection had dropped and with
ed away, and all her generous feelings /
given way TO loathng and indifference
Her last moments were unsoOthed by
voice of a husbands affection Though
times, indeed, bloatcd vlsage, with HI
gard expressionless eye. would bend o.
her couch and mutlcr words of inebriety
disgusting fondness; but with look OF
horrence she motloned him away who
once been her blessing and delight.
Let woman-lovely, devoted, confid
woman--avod the appearance OF evil
Let her beware Of the revel. the wine {
the feast--for vice and intemperance
ever found in the train. Let her remen