Maumee express. [volume] (Maumee City, Ohio) 1837-1838, 1837-09-16
MISCELLANEOUS.
THE CHEATED BRIDEGROOM.

About twilight on lovely summers
evening, group Of the venerable gos.
sips, the sage and discreet matrons oI
the village who were most undeniable
Judges Of a cup of tea, or the soundness
Of friends reputation, both of which
they discussed with equal justice, assem-
bled in little front parlor of Mrs. Mar
gerry Smitherkins, the Short stubby,
post mistress of K-,and it was spec
Oily evident from the loud energetic
tones of their shrill voices, that they
were engaged upon subject gilmore
than usual interest. The shameless hus-
sy,' EXCLAIMED the youngest of the par
ty-the sentimental, scandal loving
spinster Tomkins, in tone of virtuous
indignation, the shameless hussy, to de-
sert the poor young man, after they had
long ago pledged their faith to each 9TH
er, and on the point Of death too, as Doc
tor Kellemoff yesterday informed me,
and all for the sake of marrying that
wiznied shivering old crab apple, be.
cause he is immensely rich, though he
IS old enough TO be her grandfather, and
ugly enough to scare the wicked one
himself To my thinking that poor
youth, Mr.. Lambton, is well rid Of her,
the heartless life Glove. sa. ....
To this indignant speech the other
spinsters and matrons cordially assem-
ted, with sundry profound, shakes of the
head, and knowing hints that there was
something more behind the curtain than
people thought of, which they insinuated
they could tell but not had been con-
fided to them as a great secret. But
this they would say. that certain people
might expect TO hear OF something they
little expected before long--a very safe
prophecy which could hardly fail of ful-
filmen.; and thereupon the indignant
party broke up and each turned to his
own domicil, there to repeat to circle
of admirlng satellites vast deal more
than they had heard abroad.
In the mean while within the splendid
mansion of Mr.. Talbot, all was bust,e
and confusion, with the extravagant
preparations which were going on in an
ticipation of the approaching marriage
of Miss Emiine with the aged million
are Ephraim Golddust, who at the ripe
age of eighty, had sought the hand of the
beautiful girl-a suit in which he was
supported by the harsh authority of her
stern father. Servants were hurrying
to and fro, milliners, and drses makers
thronged the ante-rooms, and upholsters,
and artist of every description, were
busy in decorating the lofty rooms with
additional splendor, but within one small
fire-like chamber all was gloom and
sorrow.
Seated before the dressing table, with
her fair hair streaming with alIsthe neg
ligence ofgrief dow her statue-like shou!.
ders, with her soft sunny eyes swollen
with bitter tears, and her transparent
cheek blanched with the deadly palIor Of
despair, Emeline was engaged with lin
gering and reluctant fingers in destroy
ING snndfy packets Of letters which she
had drawn from the secret drawers Of
the escrutoire, which was before her.
they were the treasured love tokens Of
William Lambton, to whom she poured
out the young and pure affection of her
virgin heart, and whom she was now
compelled by the stern command of her
proud unfeeling father, to renounce for
ever, to become the victim bride of the
impotent shrlvelled dotard, whose i'm
mense wealth had bribed the avarice
pride Of her unnatural parent. AS one
by one she committed those long cherish
ed offerings Of devoted heart to the
flames more death like paleness over
spread her cheek, and convulsive sobs
struggled in her bosom. She was inter-
rupted in her mournfnl task by the en-
trance of a servant, who delivered a letter
and then retired. With trembling fin
gers she hastily broke the seal, for
though now tremulous and wavering
from disease her heart taught her to re-
cognize the characters which were fee
bly, traced upon that paper, and her
warm tears fell thick and fast, and al
most blinded her, as she glanced along
the irregular lines. II was from her dis
carded lover, who prayed her in the
mercy Of dying man, to grant him the
indulgence of last interview. i am
dying, he said; my physician has assur-
cd me that l cannot live to hear OF the
accursed nuptials, and | rejoice it will
be so, for death has no pang SO dreadful
as that Of seeing you the bride Of anoth-
er--but from the very verge Of the grave,
l command you to grant my dying re-
quest" After short consultation with
her faithful file de chambre, whose cloak
and bonnet she assumed, and escaping