The Hillsborough recorder. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1820-1879, 1838-11-29

islsler. without any reasonable excuse.
Would be tie esuss Of go murh anguish
10 hun. that she vOnla not Tor tie ORD
he shanld feel; bUI essn the scTBple xss
overcome BY Tie pFsEise oil Henri. that
an ikeiT return her IslirT slOHll be- 10
formed Of all that had taken place. whrn
tae lea hours nf nnessInsss wonli be
more Than compensated by ths pleasure
he Soali reeei,e On hearing Of hsr hap.
~ marriage.
Paris. wIlh Ill is chsr:a.. bal less al.
traction fer Louise .l,sn her simple home
on the Gsrnnns's banks. She liFcd in
she most studied sec.usinn; passing her
ms'zReholy hours III ghinking Of her a.
Iher, and shat aust te bis feelings cam
corning her l0ug. continued absence. She
ielt abe had made bat poor return lar
all The rare and solicituds bestowed upon
her. iienri, il Was true. had been uure-
uniting in his attentions. and III. love
appeared snll 30 isTseni as ever: but he
always eEsdtd the conversation when she
pressed him concerning lhFif marriage.
and ale found herself IN f.ir way TO be
a mother. ere che was a waie.
Henri" said size, one day, will
you fix the day for our marriage, When
y"u consider my situation. your delay 10
cruel in The extreme"
"Yes. yes, dearest. next week. By-
ihe-bye. has Madau's Girsa sent hame
Ihe beautiful shavl ordered for you."
Some time ago; but | have not look
ed at il; have been blinking Of some
thing else"
"Of What, dearest"
"of The time when you nssn 10 fsl-
I'll your promise"
jus, look out Of the window. dear
est, and tell me chat you ihink Of The
horse | pnrshased yesterday"
"0h, Ilenrl! Il you love me, besesch
you name ihe day; have been unhappy.
very unhappy"
q" Now you are beginning 10 tease ne
again."
Nay. do no, say I Ieaze ynu; ask
you but to keep your faith with me-"
Really you are more per.lnacious
than ever; bu, | cannot stop noe, have
an appointment with -"
Henri. answered me-! An | 10 be
your wife or no.."
MY wife! why arc you no, my wife
as firmly a. you can be such! What are
the cold furmalities Of the world tia,
would give you the right Of being called
my wife! Would they bring affection!
Nc; they would rather bring ahhouence
and disgust. As Louise Marcel, Son
will ever be TO me the dearest object Of
my heart; but as my wife ! could nO
love you. and will not do tina, which
would make me hate you fur ever"
/ Louise was almost molionless with sur
prise; il was sn different from oil he had
ever said. These then were his true
feelings.
II thank you, SIR" she at length re-
piled. "at leas, for your franknesss.
will be equally 50; and since am mot ,c
be the wife, will not submit to the dis
honor OF remaining another day as tn,
mistress Of Monsieur dc ST. Brie. W.
part. sir, this instant Inr evcr."
"SIay, Louise. where are you going!
bu, ere he had time to stop her, she de
scended The stairs. and reaching the street
c0ntrived 10 evaIe his pursuit.
Psha" he exclaimed, "what foo
The girl j.; but she'll soon come ~ he
senses. 50 III leave her to herself"
MARCEL would m, at first give any ere
dence to the rernr, that his daughter hat
gone with Henri ST. Brie. No. no; h
was convinced some accident had happen
ed which prevented her return. She wa
ton smiable-tno good to lsIen to such
villain. Bad. even as ST.. Brie was. HI
would not rob him of such a daughter
the only hope Of hrs declining years
Could he have The heart Ia d,shonor on,
so beautiful, 50 fair! No, no: it was n"
IN human nature n be- 80 black. Blu
months rolled on, aud his dear Lluist
came not: every search AMI every endea
var t. obtain udings oi her had prove,
lruilless; but amidst all his complaints h
never uttered one word ri reprnach asains
her. He became altogether an altered
man; neglec,ful Of every thing. avoiding
! the society of his former friends and as
sociates. aud scarcely ever gaing beyond
the limits Of his own dwelling. 1t vas
cold and bitter morning. in the middle o
an unusually severe winter, tina, he ven;
more by the force Of hasi, thaa otherwise
to look after the inmates OF his stable
lie had his hand upon The stable door
and was entering. when he thought h
heard a low moan. he turned round Il
look from whence IT proceeded; and fe'
steps before him saw a woman lying o.
the ground partly covered BY the ialiiat
/ snow.
Poor creature" said he, " hast tho
lain here during this bitter nighs hsd''
thou been my worst enemy | could M
have refused you shelter. Here, let IN