Burlington free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1827-1865, 1838-08-03
From the Southern Literary Messenger.
LOSING AND WINNING.
By the author of '7he Game of Chess '.Sensi
biHty,' &c.

Think not, the husband gained, that all is done;
| The prize OF happiness must still be won
| And, oft, the careless find il to their cost,
The lover in The husband may be lost;
The graces might, alone his heart allure
They and the virtues, meeting. must secure.
| Lord LYTTLEToN.
Can no, win his love9
j. not his heart Of 'penerable sluff?'
WIN not submission, meekness, patience, truth.
Win his esteem Ia sole desire TO please,
Conquer Indifference 2-ihev must they will
Aid me, kind heavtn-rIlry! ANON.
IT was bright and beautiful autumnal
evening. The earth was clad in garb of
the richest aud brightest hues; and the
clear cerulean of The heavens, gave place,
near the setting sun, to glowing saffron
color over which was hung most mag.
nfcent drapery Of crimson clouds. Far
ther towards both the north and south was
suspended here and there n sable curtain.
irlnged with gold, folded as but one hand
could fold them. They seemed fitting
drapery to shroud the feet of Him, who
'makch the clouds his chariot, who rideth
upon the wings of The wind
Such was the evening on which Edward
Cunningham conducted his fair BRIDE into
the mansion prepared for her reception
But had both earth and heaven been
decked with ten-fold splendor, their beauty
and magnlfcence would have been lost on
him; for his thoughts, his affections. hts
whole being were centered in the graceful
creature that leaned on bis arm, and whom
he again and again welcomed to her new
abode--her future home. He forgot that
| he still moved in a world that was grooming
under the pressure Of unnumbered evils;
forgot that earthly JOY is ott-times but
dream, fantasy, that vanishes like the
shadow Of a summer cloud, that fits across
the landscape, or, as the morning vapor
before the rising sun. forgot that III on tins
side heaven. is fleeing, and changeable.
and false. In his bride. the object of his
fonCest love, he felt that he possessed
treasure whose smile would be unclonded
sunshine to his soul whose society would
make another Eden bloom FOR HIM. l. wa,
but six short months since he first saw her
who was now his wife and for nearly tina,
entire period he had been in a 'delr!um of
love- intent only on securing her as his
own. He had attained his object. and life
seemed spread before him. a paradise of
delight, blooming with roses, unaccompan
led by thorns.
Joy and sorrow, in this world, dwell side
by side. In n stately mansion, two doors
only from the one that had just received
the joyful bridegroom and happy BRIDE,
dwelt one who had been four weeks n wife.
On that same bright evening she was sit
ting in he solitude of her richly furnished
chamber, her elbows resting on a table.
her hands supporting her head, while
letter lay spread before her, on which her
eyes, blinded by tears. were rivoted. The
letter was from her husband. He had been
from home nearly three weeks, in which
time she had heard from him but once
add then only BY a brief verbal message.
Ihe letter that lay before her had lust
arrived; 1t was the first she had ever
received from her husband. and ron thus:
Mrs. MISUNDERSTANDING YOU mrh'
possibly expect to see me at home tins
week, ] write TO inform you that business
will detain mo in New York some time
longer. Yours, &c.
FREDERICK WESTERLY.
For long time the gentle, The feeling
Julia. INDUCED her tears and her grief
without res'rliat. Again, and again, she
read the laconc cpis'le before her Ia
ascertain what more might be made of II
than at first met The eye. But nothing
could be clothed in palmer language, %, b.
more easily understood. IL was as bret. |
and as much to the point a. those interest
ing letters which debtors sometimes receive
from their creditors, through the agency !
OF an attorney. Did ever youthful bride,
thought She receive from her husband |
such letter as this ? He strives to show
me the complete indifference and GOODNESS
OF his heart toward me. o, why did ! |
accept his hand, which was rather his
fathers offering than his own? Why did
| not listen to my reason, rather than to
my fond aud foolish heart, and resist the
Klnd oin mans reasonngs and plead,ngs'
why dld believe hun when he told me
should win his sons affections? Did not
know that his heart was given to anol her
Dear cd man he fondly believed his Fred
erck's affections could not long be withheld
from one whom he himself Logged lenderly-
and how eagerly drank in his assurances
Amid all the sorrow that | felt, while
kneellng by his dying bed. how did nv
heart swell with undefnable pleasure, as
he laid his hand, already chilled by death.
upon my head, gave me his parting bless
ing, and sad that his son would love me
Mistaken assurance! ah, why did fondly
trust 1t! Were | now free free! would
then have the knot united that makes me
his for life Not Cor world like this
No, he is mine and am his; by the laws
OF NOD and man, we are one. lie must
sonnet lines be at home and an occasional
hour IN his society, will be a dearer BLISS
man aught this world can beslow beside.
ms ialher's blessing is still warm at my
neaH! st'll feel his hand on my head
Let me act as he trusted should act, and
all may yet be well! Duties are mine
and thine, Heavenly Father. are results.