The Hillsborough recorder. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1820-1879, 1838-10-18
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TIE WIDOWS FOOT.
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Ifyou hawai- I ave- Oh soay.

TIE WIDOWS FOOT.
HHass .sa ever been il Lowell
Ifyou has'nI have Oh soay.
Yes. dear reader. and II y0u have been
an Love, 20 haze I; and We both knnw
si,l,rr she sentiment. or bliss. or rapture.
az :. that swelling sPllague Of the Impe.
nal Ihems..--lhs inefrsble stepping Of The
saal 10 the very haRry-drw of happiness.
The sl,adss ai love are as different. as
numerous. and s0'Re sf them a. naeilns.
Id. IS Ihnse NJ light. We have limited .
frS 81 Ihs Iarrying places that a'lO'n the
n.shvay II the liIIle archer. Some enter
..as. n fW lasiance. the grove nf senIi-
mrnl. snl ihrre forever rrmsin; While
allsrrs quickly pass through lhe hnae r oi
b.is., aud tie enelant.d vale Of Rapture.
into Tie very beasen 81 entire, prrieei.
almost bursting happiness. Ii Is nnI 10
be inferred Ihal any me ai these must Of
necessity b. the par nj 10 lhe olhrI. As
IN = rushing innudaung tide. one will BE-
ssizrd al the very source af The rapid
auesn, sni fnHhwllh deposited. With
cut chance IL egress. in some liule ed
~. where he will constantly pursue his
msnnlannus rauni-snuIher V III be bnrne
along the length of waters in iIs VinIenl
eaursr: ShIle lhIrd - caught up al the
very ,nnalh. and al once preeIpilaird Into
tie limillrss ocean; thus. with love. one
Will ueser geI farther Than the sentiment.
another plunges al once inin the sea OF
mloxieauns bliss. But To my own true
tale.
On a bright morning of the lsrelirsI
May ever saw. l was walking lnrsh,
wonIng the sal breezes af the gentle ar.
dancing ia nv very heart 10 the rich
music Of the sweet llIle chorislers &c the
woods; IN fae yielding myself up o. the
thousand inad delights that charm the snul
Of him who aj1res that good old dame
Nature. when. a. on this lovely morn.
che seemed In celebrate her natal day.
Emerging from a delicious grove. I
came upon . plain a. level a. greensward
could be. and fragrant with the aromatic
breath Of the sild rose, the honey suckle.
and the woodbins. II was a deserted
garden. A stranger 10 the vicinity, I
knew but inle Of is story. Evident
tokens Of disposition 10 reduce To more
regular culture this Wild llIlle Eden were
hosever manifested. Al The end Of the
1owery waite appeared beautiful cottage.
towards which li.tessly s,rsysd. Stop
ping Tor a moment 10 contemplate lie
sweet, slill spot around; as gentle. as
calm, as free, as IL drdicaled To nature By
some devoted prie,G I heard a sharp
shrek. aud stuffed cry near me; and was
just IN time IN pull from rose brush. .
9rIghI eyed liuIe sersph. Of abnut ,hree
Or four years OLD. She had fallen aiming
the Ihorns "f the rose, and though l could
have moralized upon The early mishap Of
the liIIle maiden, in thus finding piercing
thorns where she sough. To gather a luz.
utiInI aOwer, | conceived that should he
better employed ia seeking the siIsaGlsHt
from whom the little fairy had evidently
s,rAyed. When the FIRST shock Of fright
from her fall. aud surprise at being in The
srms Of stranger were over, she IIsped
out that she had walked ihiiher with
her mother. DO you believe IN presen-
nmen;s, reader! do; but no matter, |
left The child in PAIN, and must find her
mother.
Turning the sharp angle Of one Of the
walks, | saw before me the only being
who could have been the mother of a
chlld so lovely. AwkardIy enough. |
presented The llttle innocent To her. and
RELAXING 10 her the accident that had hap
pencd, drew the fair lady into converse
ton; aud thus formed much that sort oil
acqualntanceshlp which one will frequeni-
~ strike ~ in stage coach or steamboat.
hut as | gszed upon tina. brilliant face.
aud drank IN the sounds Of her magic
voice. dear reader, / lell my lime had
come. There was tinckllng in the
pulses Of my veips. which told but too
truly that the electric beam Of love was
roursing through the channels Of my lie.
u thou he vile, thought |, am undone.
i.daI child-she must be married; no. no!
she may he widow. And upon that
may be. hung frsgnen, Of hopes as
hugh. as tall as Olympus.
We PARED, aud l looked upon that
lovely form I'LL ii passed beyond my
view. with the feelings tina, fill the breast
Of Persian as he gazes on his departing
Gnl-,he sun.
Returning to the lillle village in which
had taken up my abnde. | was esgel
IN my inquiries after the lady whom
met. Sympalhjse with me, she ,ras =
widow. | know no, Why 1t is. but
have Eel, that If ever | los, my heart, il
would be 10 one Of tina. interesting class
Of laIlies And my .. nrnnhetIc snnl'