Western courier. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1837-1838, 1838-04-05

which heaven smiles upon and blesses,
and Huntington was not Indifferent to.
those which were SO freely bestowed ups
on himson this OCCASION. There was a.
mother, however, who did not excite less
interest in this cene,than himself, il was
his only child, a lovely girl Of sixteen
summers; for often had Ellen gone 10 The
:humblest hutof the cottage, and with a
kind hand adninisteredto to the wants Of its
inmates. We etnced not here attempt 10
describe the feeling oil q young girl,when.
about 10 leave the friends and home of
her youth for an unknown land; she
sought 10 soothe their bittcfnesssin the
Stiffness Of the night 1t was a lovely
EVE Of summer, the busy noise Of the day
bod ceased, sthe husbapdnpn whose songI
I had cheered Him tlir51gh the hours oi la
Dor, now reposing in his vine covered
cot, and the focks, whose bleating had
been heard upon the hills around, now
shared the universal silence ofnature.
When Ellen opened the wicker gate Of
the garden and strolled along its silent
walks, she felt sadness unknown to
her before. But the evening wind, as it
played among the trees, whose leaves
glistened in the clear moonlight, the
soothing murmur Of the winding brook
and the blithe carols Of the nightingales,
all seemed to have tone Of sympathy
for her ear The delicate flowers which
she had SO rondly cultivated, were in the
perfection Of their bloom. She gazed
upon every object with al, unusual fond.
ness. Every bower, tree, and shrub
seemed invcstedwith talismanic charm,
which called up Thousand rosy recoilec-
itions or her childhood, and of the hours
Of returnless bliss she had there spent
with her brother And as her mind
wandered to the tented field, she thougE.
ofanother, who, though not allied to her
by the ties Of kindred, now seemed dear
er to her than;she had ever before ina
gined. He was a soldier in the service.
Of Charles II. His father was an inti-
mate friend ofthe king, and at the OPEN
ing of the war against the usurper, both,
he and his son joined the royal army, the.
one as general and the other as a mi
nor officer. Henry while on his duty,
had received a letter from Ellen, the pur-
port Of which might easily be imaglned,
and although he could moi believe thath her
intentions to leave the country were sci
rious, he started for his fathers MAJ
oil, 3. z. s. s4
Ellen with many reflections crowdihg
upon her mind, still fingered in the gar,
den. The deepstoncs ofthe distant alb
bey clock tolled the hour Of midnight, its
notes had not yet died away among the
hills, when approaching footsteps were
heard, She shrank back as a plumed
cavalier emerged flom the shade; but q
well knownvoice soon dispelled her fears.
Having embraced each other with col
diality that bespoke a near attachment,
Henry broke the silence. swell, Ellen,
this trick ofyon...ss nus brought me from
my posi-; but duty >Often grants Q tuf-
lough to love-"
.'No Henry, | would not triAe with
you in this manner, TO morrow we en-
bark at Hythe, for America" 3
Oh, what feelings rushed on her mind
when realizing her own situation and thit
of her lover. She could say no more;
butthere was an eloquence in the tear
which glistened on the dark lashes of her
down cast eye. that plainly spoke the lam
guage Of her heart.
"But," replied Henry,with warm feel
ing, s'not till our mutual hopes have
been consumated: surely your father can
no longer persist in his opposition to our
union; his days are numbered: in few
years he will be gathered TO mis- fathers,
and you let withouta friend or protector.
Come then this very night to the altar
even then you may accompany him 10 the
western world, where you will be beyond.
the reach Of that outrage and cruelty,
from which not even the aged or innocent
are here secure; GO, ! will join you at the
close Of the war, and try TO supply in his
heart the place once filled by his SON.
Ellen henrdthe pleadings II his afisc-
ton with mingled pleasure and regret; But
she seemed anxious to unbosom herself OF
soine thought that haunted her mind. At
ter painful suspense, as if dreading the
consequences her works might produce,
she teuderly replled,s "My father will
never yield my hand to one whom ne
says has slain his only sonl"
AT these words Henry started back as
if some dark and dreadful thought was
passing in his mind; but it was not the
pang of remorse: soon rallying his firmcr
feelings he replied, q had hoped that
this melancholy tale would never have
reached your fathers ears: he was al.
ready exasperated with me for en- listing
under the banner which has been stained
with the blood Of the puritans. But my
duty to my sovereign and father deman-
ded it. True, your brother fell by my
hand: our. chargers met in the field Of
battle, our swords clashed in the combat,
aud not till the fatal blow was given, did
Igecognize my early friend. the brother
af no Ejlan.s What were nv feelings,