Maumee express. [volume] (Maumee City, Ohio) 1837-1838, 1837-09-09
THE MISSAL.
BIZ the Author of "Ldftte."

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By the Author of "Laftte."
"Listen pagel Do not follow my no
BILE father TO the chase this morning.
There will be enough without you, and
both knights and gentlemen, TO scour the
forest after hound and horn. This is the
anniversary ofmy sainted mothers death
and desire you to attend me to the ve-
nerable monastery, where l 60 to pray
for the repose of her SOUL"
Thus spoke the young and beautiful
Estelle. Taking her missal, rich with a
clasp Of gold, in her hand, arranging her
veil in artful folds, so that one Of her
dark, floating eyes, alone was visible,
darting kindling glances beneath their
silken lashes, and casting gratified look
at her foot, half hid in velvet slipper,
she left the castle. She moved towards
the church, with a slow, easy undulat-
ing motion, her foot leaving the earth.
and lighting upon it again, with exqui-
site grace and precision Edgard, the
handsome young page Of the noble maid
en-, faithful 10 his mistress, obeyed her
commands, with trembling hearth
with his eyes beaming with modest de-
light, he followed her to the cathedral.
Suddenly before the door Of the sacred
temple, the lovely virgin paused, and
turning round, she fixed her beautiful
eyes upon the face Of the blushing youth.
Then dropping them, till they were sha-
ded by the rich fringe, she said with a
timid voice, which fell like the rivulet
music on his soul
"Choose forme, this morning, Edgard,
an appropriate prayer to offer to Hea-
ven. That which p]eases you most, is
that which shall prefer"
| She ran her snowy fingers over the
gilt leaves of the missal, as she spoke,
and the green siken tassel, which mark
ed select passages in the sacred pages,
flew out into his hand.
The youth respectfully inclined his
head over the vellum page, and, with
tremulous fingers, turned the leaves un-
til he came to the psalms Of the Royal
Prophet, when his hand was suddenly
arrested. Silently, with downcast eyes,
he placed the tassal on the following ver-
ses, and closed the book = .
"How long wilt thou forget me? For
ever2 How long wilt thou hide thy
face from me 7"
"How long shall Itake counsel in my
soul, having sorrow in my heart daily2"
Howlong shall my enemy be exalt-
ed over me Z"
Consider and hear me; tighten mine
eyes, lest ! sleep the sleep Of death;
Lest mine enemy say | have pre-.
vailed against him ;and those that trouble
me, rejoice when / am moved"
"Bu: | have trusted in thy mercy"
Their eyes timidly raised, met, as he
closed the missal, and Estelle instantly
disappeared in the cathedral.
She advanced along the majestic aisles
and took her station at the further ex-
tremity, where knelt the noble ladies Of
the land :-Edgard, with a fluttering
heart, placed himself in the CORRIDOR
among the other pages.
After the sacrifice Of the mass, accord
ing to custom, Edgard stood beneath
the pillars of the deserted choir, to await
the appearance Of his mistress.
Estelle arrived last Of all the maidens.
She replaced the book in his hands, with
out raising her eyes, but her lovely coun-
tenance was suffused with bushes. She
had returned the missal to the handsome
page, with the signet usrt placed between
the leaves of the half open book, at the
Mass OF MARRIAGE IN. Y. Mirror.
SOUTHERN SPoRrs.--An affray took
place in front Of the post Office. at Cam
den S. G. on the 9Th inst, between Mr..
Bronson, one of the proprietors Of the
Camden Journal and Eldridge Brown,
agent for the Express Mail. Shots were
exchanged about FIVE PAGES apart, and
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