The Ohio Democrat. [volume] (Canal Dover, Ohio) 1840-1900, 1841-01-08

lying to my own heart, practising selisdecep,
ton, but however might have succeeded in
eceiving n,ysel, | cuud nor, deceive hin,
lie knew his power, and while he Inved me.
rAh | Kue, take my experience with YOU Into
the world, and remember that willie men TALK
OF love, women FEEL il ]-he believed well ,vet
endHavored to laugh TT my amiable7wqalness"
'enry Preiudicos, ''want ofworldly knowledge.
Such he termed, in honeyed words, wornan's
best and snrest safeguard, her refuge her hope,
her shield and buckIer. At first was alarmed,
but he never wounded my feelings. Day by
day, secure OF my affections, he became moro
careless in his expressions, though he gave me
no reason to suppose that he was guilty of in
fidelity. wanted the courage ard the truth,
the Christian knowledge TO combat his asser.
tlons' and for long time sheltered myselCun-
der the hope, almost the beleflhat he did but
Jest. And awful as it was, still it was a COM
fort, towards comfort, truly, that has no
truth for its foundation. My dear mother too,
trembled while she prayed for my happiness;
but my father thought ofthe splendor of the all
lance, and rejolced therein.
"The time approached for our union, and
the care, attention, and tenderness of my affi-
aEced husband made me almost forget wha. then
had hardly time 10 thiuk upon amid the con.
gratuIatlons, the preparations, and the festivals
that were to celebrate our marriage. Every ono
too' assured me how certain was ofhappiness,
and | endeavoured to-yes, IDlD believe it. l
gave myselfup 10 the intoxication of an unsanc>
tifed hope, and l fought against my doubts and
Christian terrors; it was TO be the last Sunday
before our marriage, and we were to take the
sacrament together. lie had agreed with so
much seeming pleasure that we should do so,
that | hailed it as happy omen; and on that
memorable Sabbath morning entered bower
whose roses aid jessamine had been twined by
his hands, which made them doubly dear to me.
1t was bright and palmy day-the sprays were
bending beneath the dew drops, and the air was
heavy with perfume: every thing was hushed
and silent, even the song of the bird was temper
ed in its sweetness; and prayed oh how fer
vently prayed, that | mlght-that we might
together find the way, the truth, and the life.
al had escaped from the tumult ofthe compa>
ny to commune with my own heart, and He,
to whom all hearts are open,' knows, that ]
prayed more for him Than for myself Suddenly
The church hell sounded IN my ear, and l rose
to attend its blcsse summons. was pushing
back the silver stars of clustering iessamino
that curtanrd the arbor's entrance, when saw
the object Of my prayer coming towards me; per
haps would not have drawn back had he heen
alone, but an intimate friend, who was to have
been his bfde's-man, was with him. and
'hrank beneath the shade. AS they approached
they laughed and ta|ked together, and So loudly
that heard what one ofthem would have giver
( worlds never had heard.
, "The Sacrament will take up 50 mucn time
t'lat cannot meet you as | intended. Til
sentence attracted my attention though wher
indeed did he speak that Twas not attentive
Oh. how shuddeled at what (oIlowed
''Then why doyou go9 Why submit t,
: what you despse IwouId not do it for an,
woman upon earth I
"'I would do more than that for Rachel; bu
; when once away from this, she will get rid .
} all her early prejudices, and become one of lht
: world. Her mind is comprehensive and le
!, love for me will tend 10 teach her the superior
iy of rational over formal relgion.'
" 'Io have preaching wife, to be obIge,
TO go 10 church. sing psalms on Sunday, ant
take the sacrament once a month--a pretty pros
pect of domestic feeity1
, ''Pshaw, you do not suppose that my pres
, ent life is tyre ofwhat is to come, No, no
n l do not intend to be canonized under the de
. nomination of Saint Alfred but it pleascs he
}, and believe me she is not half so bad as sh
f! was' Remember when SHE W ould not re.d
:. newspaper on sundaY,l
n 'ls it possible
'Faet>>upon my honor. Now she is get
J, ting better and BETTER must tolerate tie mum
:. merry till we are married, and then~->>'
Is Kate, Kate. l heard no more. A torrent O
# bitterness overwhelmed me. The blessed sac
ii rament TO be termed 'Mummery'-,the ma