The Hillsborough recorder. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1820-1879, 1838-09-20
From the Baltimore Book.
THE MERCHANTS DAUGHTER.
By W. HENRY CARPENTER.
Concluded.
CHAPTER III.

CHAPTER III.
With heavy heart Sidney Treshsm
beat his way towards the dwelling OF her
who was dearer 10 him Than life itself,
snl wi.h whom he felt tina, poverty were
happiness, while sfiluenee, waning her
presence, could present no charms TO CON-
pensaie for the loss. Mary was resting
her head upon her hand. and the traces
Of recent tears still remained upon her
pale cheeks. when Sidney entered the
apartment No sooner had the desolaie
slrl become aware Of his presence, than
throwing aside all maidenly reserve, she
dung herself into his arms, and gave vent
10 her feelings in copious food Of tears.
They have taken him from me, Sidney
they have taken him from me. and he
vii! die know he viii die. unless some
kind friend release him from that horrid
place"
Nay, nay, be Of good heart. Mary
sll Yill yet be veil, rest assured all will
vet be WE'LL" replied Sidney Tresham,
is,Ihngly, to his desponding companion;
although, a, the same time. he felt the
goomIes. doubts Of The truth Of his own
prophecy.
Alas, alas!" she exclaimed, shaking
her head mourh(ully, who is there TO
care for my father now! he is poor. and
irieni.. like birds Of passage, migrate
in the winter Of mans fortunes. Iittle
needing how he fares. so that they be not
impnrnaed with his distresses."
Your Judgment is too harsh, dear
Mary! Believe ne. there are men who
would sacrifice their all to serve friend"
SHOW me one such! show me one
such! and | will fall a, his fee, and wor
chip him. My father had friends. kind
friends, who dned a, bis table, slep! in
his house, his servants were their servants,
bis hor'es at their disposal. Where are
they now!--which Of them will reach
oat hand to raise my father, now 'ha.
he is prostrate! Oh. too we'll have
leaned what friendship means--and Bit
!eFly. God knows how bitterly the lesson
has been taught me!'
Mary! Mary.
"Oh, iha, ] were a man." continued
.he excited maiden, pacing the apartment,
unheedful OF The interruption. "Qh,
thai were man--,hat | could do as men
do--how cheerlully would labor to
obtain his release-how thrifty would
be of every coin-wilh what JOY would
! gaze upon the accommodating mass
with what pride would redeem him from
his captivity; and, oh, how rapturously
would | supper. his feeble steps, that he
might look again upon the glad green
earth, and the blue sky, and, The blessed
sun, until, turning from The worlds glory
TO bis faithful, child. be should whisper
as parents Only whisper. this is yOu'
work, Mary!
Sidney gazed with admiration upon th'
beautiful being as she now stood, statue
Ike. filled, with bright visions Of ths
future. and he feared TO awake her from
go bllssful trance, TO the sad reali.ie.
which she was doomed TO encounter.
EOt VI
were with her ransonied father; but slow
!y and lmpercep,ibly the distresses Of tn
presen, stole upon her memory. and a
they once more inlIy developed them
selves. she sank upon The sofa. and cover
ing her face with her hands, murmured
her wre.chedness, all,--all--have forsske
US, there is none 10 love US now.
DO | moi remain beside you! Do Lne
love you'
Oh, yes. yes. yes!---you are all kind
ness, all affection. God help me! lar
guarreIling with my deares. ftiend-- Dea
Sidney forgive me; am a poor. weak
wretched girl, with no one in nature I
look up to bu. my father. aud he---he ha
been sna,ched from me! Your father
Sidney. he was my fathers friend, whs
said bella! your eyes are cast down
and your lips culver. EIe did not refuse
Do no. say that he refu.s4
lie did 10, refuse.