The Rhode-Island Republican. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1809-1841, 1839-12-25


: enc short hour Was robbed Of all life except ns
q btienessl re H.. g.
! The next evening was gay and lovely as May
: and hight hearts could make IL. The binh-
night ball was brilliant affair. The lighted
} and embowered promenadcs, the garden, pzvIl.
, lions OF vines and roses. the piazzss. halls and
saloons of the Harman mansion were echoing
TO music and rcveiry. Youth and beauty were
ieemiug there in all their freshness and witch
cry. aud the queenly and accomplished Caihs.
rine WAS the star OF every eye. She played and
sung. and the lips of beauty husLed their raw
ishing converse to hear the melody Of Seraph.
She flushed in the witty fete-a-teie. and tongues
were silent before her that elsew here dropped
the brightest gems OF thought. And when she
moved IN the magic elegance Of the dance. airy
and graceful as one Of those exquisite shapes
that float ia n half remembered dream, every
eye woHhipped her. and not heart around but
sighed when the music veased.
Cahafine Hnrman stood before her minor
that night, and lovely female friend unfasicn-
ed the Jewels ln her superb hair. which the
restless beauty tossed and flung in splendid neg
lGence. That evening had been one Of inios-
icating triumph. aud Catharine seemed in the
highest spirits. Yet there Was a wildness in
her gayety, an unnatural thrill 10 her frequent
laueh that startled herself. The eve was too
rapid and unearihly in its brillianoy the cheek
too flushed. or. rather. the whole face wore that
deep scarlet tint that tells at feverish excite.
ment. How strange that the breaking heart
should mock itself by the counterfeit Of spirits
! The wild and bounding stream hurries only TO
, exhaust Iiself--ihough the sunlight plays on
the summer cloud there is trouble in its bosom,
and shadow behind.
a The lovely friends had laughed long and pay.
5 ly over the incidents of the ball. They had
: nearly finished their graceful task Of disrobing
= ornaments from beauty that needed not their
. help. when Catharine abruptly asked
. do you know. Isabel. The secret Of a wo.
e mans power over these boas,iug lords Of ctea.
' ton -
g II must ask you" she answered. expert.
c ence teaches we'll"
n Z" Not anoihc, compliment 10 o-nipht sweet ia.
= nocencc. Then lighiness has already eiherr.
alizrd your unambi,ious Kae--bui yes, ! will
3 take yours up on second thought; for. coming
from one OF the sex, sure it is a priceless curl
P osiiy."
q" Then be generous rs !, and give me the
secret"
a" II you promise not 10 rival me, dearest"
E said the winning Ca,harine, softly pressing \
e hand on each cheek of Isabel, and kissing n
b pair of lips almost as tempting rs her own.--
r " Like the strength OF Sampson, the spell Of
: woman's enchan,mcnt lies ia her hair, her rich
. curling. magnificent hair. What are YOU
i swimming eyes, without their moleskin brow,
e and camel's hair lashes Just imsgins what
! the bewitching face and elegant head Of your,
a would look like. were it shorn Of s sunny dres,
y Of rineets All Isabel. this is Cupid's owr
= ambush, and see here !" she added. fling inc
i the long. dancing curs over her friends white
i and bcsutiiul busom, and turning her TO tho
= mirror, "there il natures most lovely sight
V beauty unadorned. Oh if our husbands conlc
q not love us for ourselves, then indeed is love
r phantom"
! ' Indeed. Carhsrine." laughed the amused
= and 0arercd Isabel, beside ahordipg = faia
ambush TO the pussant boy-god. think too
that female hair furnishes him with his vaunted
silhen chains. When we were sweet. friend
ship.swcariDg sixteen, ! think ] saw such u
,hain on the wrist Of your bashfnl cousin
whpn will he he home again 7"
4 IL was well that her unbound iresscs shaded
the instant palrness Of her tounicnance. else
Cabarine had betrayed the intense emotion the
question elected. =" thought he might have
been here to night" she answered in a quiyer-
Ing tone.
Il An hour after. when nothing was heard but
the gentle breathing Of the sleeping Isabel.
Csthafine had stolen from her arms, and iniD-
rled her tears with the dew Of the flowers that
hung heavy with their sweet burden In the
windows. Long aud bitter was that reveric.--
The crowded incidents aud glddy cclat OF the
past day had shut out reflection, or rather she
had sought their excitement through dread Of
thoughf. But in that still hour when the moon
taught geniicncss, and the stars led mcmury
home. she thought Of her wronged cousin. II
WAS the hour when the heart owns its truth
Truth. like echo. dwell, in scliiudc. startling
with her floating whisper the burdered soul
that seeks her communion. He was gone for
ever! Will he come back will he forgive
me - she almost shfrked-"O will pray the
stars for tears--ths dove Tor her imploring
glance TO plead pardon; aud then he il lord
Of this heart forever. lie said he loted me-
Love- mysterious power. knew thee not be-
fore" She ceased. for the moon vas siokiDg
under the dusky line Of tb. of shore (:
her shadow fell like a long still pillar Of light
arross the sleeping bay, and then all Was dark,
STILL and mystic.
One who iri6es with affection is like the too
envious seer who peers over the ,svern's brink.
holding only a slender switch. Love is the
frsil and beautiful flower reared in lady's bou-
dor. Tender as the hand that caresscs its
leaves. IL blooms the type Of its lovely presfess.
Signs are its dew and its summer wind. A
flower so leeting. yet o so erquisitely priced.
4 pefishes at the out door blast.
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