The Ohio Democrat. [volume] (Canal Dover, Ohio) 1840-1900, 1841-07-08
From tha Old Dominion.
TIL z PARTIE G EESS.
"His act did not o'ertake his bad intent,
And therefore must be buried as All intent

The driver sounded his horn, and in one hour was
to depart in the stage for my native State. The idea
ofrevisiling tho home of my childhood, of meeting
with my brothers and sisters and beholdng once more
my aged parents, before the grave should hide them
forever from my view, filled mo with rapture which
never had experienced before. Already transported in
imagination the long journey, received the joy
Gus welcome of the happy family. Ny good old faith
er met me at the gate with the kndes demonstrations
of affection; my mother, now feeble with years and
trembling with affction, toered half way down the
steps grasp my hand and unable to restrain her iee
ngs, burst into tears, whilst y little serious sister.
Clara, ran to my arms and folding hers about my neck
could not refrain, even in the midst of her gadness
from affectionaely chding me for not answering her
letters Blessed little sister kissed her pretty black
eye and promised to do better in fure and there
joy-ay a rapture even in this revere of imagna"
ton, which, if it could but last would not barter for
the wide worlds wealth, and all its honor's besides.
But every bliss has its bane The reflection that
had to part with Fanny Morrison, whom had SO much
loved, even unto adoration soon put an end to this
glow of happy feeling, and spread in my heart
responding pognancy Of misery This the nature of
happiness. There is not glad emotion of the breast
which is not quickly chased by some obtruSive care.
The visits of joy those of the voaries of fashions
able life; and the bosom that is eated by her transtory
presence will assuredy experience equal depression
at her departure. Her smiles like the vivid flashes
of lightning that play upon the brown check of night,
but vanish in instant, and leave behind fourfod
darkness. thought of home, and my soul expanded;
Thought ofFanny and it sank in detection. l loved
this fair and excellent creature, not that the beauty of
her whole seemed eptomlzed in her form and face,
but for the higher briancy other polished mind,
and above all because other unSophiscated purity Of
heart My love was reciprocated. Daily we renew
ed our vows Of perpetual constancy, and the green
eyed monster jealousy sulIied minds or dis
turbed our repose; but mutually confdmg, we enjoyed
all the luxury of tenderest Affection unmxed with the
bitterness of doubt anG dsrus; and if there be such
positive happiness on earth "t IN this it is this"
From my first acquaintance with Fanny,I had never
been separated from her for week at tine; to
| part with her now, and possibly forever- seemed
like DEATH
had already taen leave Of her the evening of the
preceding day; but now tbaI was about TO enter upon
my journey almost Immediately, could not resist the
inclination, which increased in srdor the time ofde>
parture drew nearer, to seize the fair soft
hand, and say, "Good bye." hastened to her dwell
ling. shewas at her piano, playing the plaintive air
Of "Roy's Wife," the very tone which, fall others,
most delighted to hear and she could play. too, with
such enchanting skl-so touching to the hear! AS
entered the room, she ceased the music but quickly
resumed it at my request and accompanied the instru-
| ment with voice that breathed all the magic harmony
| orNourhama She sang
| ''Fare thee we'll since thou must leave me;
| But 0, lot not our parting grieVe thee,
| For will still be thine, believe me-"
And there was an applicability in these words to my
situation, such sutabeness of sentiment TO the occa-
son that made them sink deep into my burning heart,
and ato cannot say that the music, like St, Cecil
las, 'drsw an angel down" will say that she sang
like an angel and all the celestial loveness of
| one, Gould the song close, and her bea"y
never die, who would ask ora'brgh r helvel2
As she finished the srain she closed the nd Of the
| piano. and turning her beautiful 'bonny blueeyss,
upon me, said ~ have task for you to perform,
"And what is that taskp" inquired. &c" s, said she,
IA compliance with your promise, made long time
ago. to write original piece in my Album, the eve
ming is favorable for poetry, and insist upon your wri
ting At first, thought this was merely intended to
| divert my mind from the melancholy which she per"
ceived was gathering around it; for was so far from
ever being guilty ofwriting poetry that really could
not believe for moment that she seriously thought me
capable Of writing poetry, but in a few minutes she
| took from the book case neatly bound Album ana
spreading on the table where pen and ink were pre-
viousy placed, she invited to the task with an air
of solemny which could not fail to convince me that
the request was made more in earnest than thro' cour'
tesy. What could dol had not the heart TO refuse
| .ho NV hrnin NUaa
the remainder biscuit after voyage. Never did
stand so much in need of mind depore this want 80
much as on this occasion. True the evening was se-
rene and beautiful and might have warmed the breast
that had the least spark ofpoeca feeling about it but
mine had no dormant energies Of this nature to awaken
and neither the kindling influence offne weather. nor
the more inspiring power of Fannys. presence, could
remove my constitutional inability to rhyme. To at-
tempt il, knew very well that the failure would he so
completely shImeihl that should lose much OF her
esteem, and yet not to do it. must inevitably incur her
most serious displeasuro determined, however to
risk the attempt and seating mysefby the table, selz
ed the pen in despair, dipped It in the stand, and tur-
ming my eyes upwards but not in 'fne frcnzy rolling,
began rscogatng on what subject Ishoud fix my fan
cifil eAdson.
] had remained ia this attitude but short time, be-
fore my musings appeared 10 be unoeremcuOusy inter-
rupted. The whole family were in busy uProar. ife
servants were running in overy direction, from room to