Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1839-05-17

but what does she want Of riches in anoth.
er2 She has found no joy in wealth. |
know the history of her marriage; il was
not voluntary on her part and brought no
hnppiness-'n state of splendid bondage.-
Why do you not at least learn from her.
whether your love is hopeIess2 II .I--4as,
old wonhan--if my heart warmed towar9e
you, the first moment | saw you, is her
young bosom made ofstone, that itcannot be
melted or impressed q
She has often spoken said Edward,
finding an increasing fascination inthe sub.
ject, and drawing still nearer his aged
friend, 'ofthe loneliness of her destiny, and
ofthe suiliciency Of wealth TO satisfy the cray-
ines Of the heart These wild dreams dazzed
my Imagination, & gilded the future with
huse OF heaven. But the dread Of being ban.
ished from her presence, ofincurrng the dis
pleasure OF one who has been the benelactress
oil our lamily-you, who are now in the winter
OF youth days, can have no conception Of
the strength Of these mental conAicis-this
warning of fire and ice
IL have not forgotten the memories OF
YOUTH she answered f; and impressive as
you believe me, there is an image cherished
IN my breast, whose traits the waves of OBJ.
llvion can never efface, nor the snow OF age
ever chill. Few can love as have loved ;
and love with me is immortal as the divine
spark that lights up this perishing Frame
She leaned trembling against the shoulder
OF Edward, who rcpronched himself for cal.
ling up emotions so sublime in their strength,
thus glowing aud triumphant amidst the
ruins of beauty and youth. He drew her
cloak more closely around her, and warned
her that the night dew was falling
You are right said she, rising; | was
forgetting am not young like YOU
They walked slowly on in the direction
OF Mrs. Cliions house.
May | not ask the name OF the friend 10
whose kindness am SO much indebted p
cried he.
oh replied she, laughing, | thought
every body knew Aunt Bridget for. am
one of those universal aunis, whom every
body knows. and nobody cares for My
property is my own, and l have right 10
bequeath it wherever please. | have cho-
sen yon las my heir, and you may consider
yourself equal in fortune to widow Clifton,
or any other widow in the land. Not n
word Of lhanks--no eratilude--at least, ill
legal measures are taken 10 secure il TO your
possession.
singular and generous being said Ed.
ward, beginning TO believe that her brain
was somewhat unsound, what have done
to excite so romantic an interest. and what
can do to prove myself worthy ofRF
Be sincere--truih is the only bond oil
love, and concealment with friends is false
hood
They had now reached the gate of The
avenue.
You will not go in p
No. said be- cannot see her tonight
tomorrow perhaps,-shall see you then ?
Il cannot tell what the morrow will bring
forth. But one thing let me say, young
man, ere we part. You must plead your
own cause, and not to expect it will be
done by me. If you have not moral cour-
age and manly spirit sufficient to meet the
consequences whatever they may be. you
merit the downfall Of your hopes and the
humiliation of your pride
She closed the gate, and Edward watched
her dark, shrouded figure slowly threading
the winding path, and almost imagined he
had been with one OF those sybiline priestes-
ses, who opened their lips in prophecy, and
Swallowed the mystic outlines of futurity.
Whatever she may be- thought he, Il will
be guided by her counsel, and abide by the
result
AS he drew near his own home, and saw
the lights shining so quietly and brightly
through the trees, that qulvered gently as in
golden shower, g. thought how TRANQUILITY
the hearts Of its inmates now beat, secure
from the fear OF being driven from that love
halowed home-when he reflected that
for this peace, so beautifully imagined in
the scene before him, they were indebted to
the very being whose recollection excited
the throbbings Of a thousand pulses in his
heart and in his brain,-gIatitude so ming
led with and chastened his love, that every
breathing became prayer for her happiness,
even if il were TO By purchased at the sacri-
flee of his own.
He saw Clara through the window, sea-
ted at table, with some object before her
which was shaded by the branches, but her
attitude was so expressive, that he stood a mo.
ment to contemplate her figure. Her hands
were casped in kind of exstacy, and her
cheeks were colored with bright crimson,
strkingly contrasting with her late pallid
hue Something hung eittering from her
fingers upon which she gazed rapturously
one moment,-then, bending forward the
next. she seemed intent upon what was pla-
ced before her He opened the door softly;
she sprang up and throwing her arms
round him, cried in accents. Of hysterical
joy
Dear brother-the trunk is found
there 1t is; OIL | am SO happy" And
she wept and laughed alternately
There indeed It was the identical trunk