Piney Woods planter and Amite union literary reflector. [volume] (Liberty, Miss.) 1838-1838, 1838-06-23

. Leoiinc,. how strange your TASTE! why,
declare, that could not love even the iall
form OF a Narcscus, did it not contain {
mental and ael-cnotled sopi."
! ooh Mary said she. q know that yoa
love knowledge, but |, |, despiso books, anc
r every thing that appeuains to them--a'
present my soul Is absorbed ~ one dream
and enc ony, and that is love for lwrenc
oh! could believe Tor moment that
twas returned. how unspeakahly, nay.
how illimtGbly blessed should be-but.
no Mary, | am literally convinced that
in his heart. there is no place far me-
"Thcn why love him Lcollnc,' said
|, ''why abandon literature, science,
language, and all else, for one whom
you think cares nothing for you? Sure
YOU mus have hope, or why Let this
wild and throbbiDg passion fill your
heart? Sure the intoxicating draught
is no. potent enough to make misery
delightful! Ifso, open wide your bo-
som, and 1t the cnsnalins conqueror,
with all the witch-cralr Of his art,
charm your soul 10 eternal slavery"
For a moment she buried her pale
face in her hair, but now looking
proudly up, babe me as valued her
friendship, nos sport with her feelings.
The tone in which these words were
uttered panied me extremely, and
turning my eyes full upon her, ! repea-
ted, "sport with your feelings ieollnc!
is il possible. that you think me thus
mean?' il so leave you this moment,
and our association is destroyed for
ever"
"Forgiyc me Mary, dear, dear!
Mary" Seems at this moment still to
ring in my carr and she fell upon my
bosom weeping. felt my own tears
mingling with hers, and in another mo-
ment my lips were pressed TO her par
ian brow. and had muttered rcpcatad-
~ tire word forgiveness, from THAI hoaT,
have loved her as dear. dear! sister,
and now, though far apart, ! often
think of her as the lairest and best !
ever knew. But enough, again she
mu.tered, ''Gorgiyo me, Mary"
"Forgivc you, i.colinc, ! was wrong
have nothing to forgive. "-'Notllng
Mary"
"No.hing," repeated /, ''nor would
| advise you, dear girl, bu. for your
happiness, remember that she who
rashly gives her heart to love, may sing
the farewell glcamings of departed
peace"
She was abou! 10 reply, but at that
moment there broke upon the deep
hush Oft hour, wild and mys.er-
ious melody, tromblingIy ii stole forth
upon the wind, ever and anon, awak-
ening the hills and the valleys, with
its mourn(ul and ETHEREAL sweetness,
Twas The silver tones Of she German
nute!-Ets delicious melody. and twi-
lights holy spells, can never be iorgo.-
ten! how often after days Of intense
and deep study, have wandered wi-h
nv classmates, meath inc shadows OF
harmonious eve, and listened me to the
delicious swell Of this most rap.urons
of all music! oh moments iraught
with the mos. vivid and delightful re-
collections! fondly, oh, how fondiy!
does your images press on my heart.
even now "tancy pours atresh her
beauties on busy thought" and the
college surrounded BY all It's imposing
loneliness. stands forth in lis meas and
simple elegance! the students 700, with
their sunny smiles and ardent eyes, arc
again vending with baoyant step their
way up the tall hills, OF more contem-
plative, with some sweet author, seeks
the silence Of thc grave.
But TO return to i.colinc, the mnsicl-
an had struck a cord that vibrated on
her heart, (for he, too, poor fellow. was
an exile from bis lovc,) and she WEEP!
Twas now growing late, and thc col
lcge bell tollcd the honr; and withou
further delay. We repaired 70 inc pres
idcnt's house, which contained our
sleeping apartment. AT the door OF
the parlor we were met by humof-
Gus member Of the "Junto society, who
passed a few compliments upon the
serene lovelincss Of the night, and
carelassly advcrting from topic, to top
lie, spoke ola strangers visit TO the
college.
"Mary" said he, "arc you aware
that stranger has visited our study
rooms, and run half dozen OF our stu
dents madE"
| "No,' said |. incredulous!y, 81 have