Southern telegraph. (Rodney, Miss.) 1834-1838, 1838-05-09

est love can rouse the heart to ectien; and
when thus aroused, it is only too conlid
ing. 1t trusts too often to worthless
vow.
Their meetings were by chance: the IA
lher of Cynthia Anna had forbidden Sebas-
tan to visit his house. A few weeks after
wards they met again, at The very spot
where Cynthia Anna blushed consent 1t
was meeting of that soft and tender kind.
when two hearts, glowing in their first love,
speak in passion TO each other;--when eye
smiles TO eye. and thought communes With
thought. Oh!what is hoier than two hearts
like these The odor that floats from the
spicy groves upon the breath Of spring is
not in sweetness TO be compared TO them.
There is nothing under heaven as pure as
lhey,-they are created by it in purity,
susceptible of love--and are objects Of its
special guardianship and care. A noble
heart is the nearest approximation to hea-
ven the earth can bear.
| have been guilty of something just
above that authors are nor often guilty Of
that is, lesyng something untold which
should have been mentioned | left the
hero and the heroine of my story in the
avenue, in the night in the moon shine!--
without telling the reader how they parted.
1t needs but word TO tell it, They parted
as lovers part: with a wish for the best;
with
'Thc frequent sigh-the long embrace,
The lip that there would cling forever"
For the second Time the lovers are in the
avenue, and, it is the hour when
"Each flower the dews have slightly wet,
And in the sky the stars are met
Sand gentle winds and waters near
Make music TO the lonely ear"
It was a meeting 10 them, the last Passion
overcame discretion! Love gave way to
lust, and the gentle Cynthia Anna was no
longer what she had been!
Years passed away. saw Cynthia An
na--her son vas with her, lovely boy! !
saw them meet! They met in tears. Both
we're to blame--but neither blamed the
Other. They met again by the gentle
stream that had witnessed all they said
had seen ali their guili--thelr shame
Their boy was with hem. lie smiled up
on them both; and as he srl'ied' Inc mother
spake TO Sebastian
'"See what o,r guilty love hath done!
Repaid ps with too like son!'
"There is a precipice! Why should we
linger he7e!" said Cynthia Anna, conVul-
sivoly. Sebastian caught her meaning.
He was wretched too. He co1ld not smile
upon the wreck his heart had made. He
caught up the pledge Of their guilty love in
his arms! Cynthia Anna, when she saw
the desperate resolution agreed to on his
part, smiled to think that she could end her
being and the little Theodore's in a mo-
ment's time, with him, the one she loved
the one she could not hate! 1t was des-
pair--disgrace, and shame that worked up
on her thus. Her father fel-mnrdered
by the hand of his own daughter; for her
shame--her disgrace had killed him. She
could moi live, and enjoy life. She loved
her child-she loved her --; nh! she
knew 40 name to call him by! He lived
in wrctchedness--he lived IN misery and
the keenest woe A moment mo.e-and
they stood upon the awful preciplce that
frowned down upon the gentle stream!
They stood for a moment, and gazed upon
the sparkling waters. without a tremor or
fear! Each took a hand of the pratting
child.--(for he thought they were playing
with him)--they swung him to the very
verge! They let him 90! A twinkling
passed! A spIasliing in the rivulet told the
innocent Theodore lay a shapeless mass
upon the stones bclowi They stood upon
tho brnk--an arm encrclng eiher's
waist They leaped! An awful leap It
was! 1t was the last of this devoted pair!
They died as they had liyod-in GUILTY
LOVE! MILO
Rodney, March Sd, 1898.