Sunbury American and Shamokin journal. [volume] (Sunbury, Northumberland Co., Pa.) 1840-1848, 1841-07-17
THE DREAM OF LOVE.

!
In all his noon of fame;
| AS when first he sung TO womans car
| His soul-felt flame;
! And at every close she lean'd to hear
The one loved name
oh there's nothing half so sweet in life,
AS loves young dream Ton MooRE.
| Gentle reader, the story which shall relate,
though melancholy, occurred in my native State,
the green and glorious little Delaware, the land of
the beautiful and the brave the home Of the gifted
and the graceful.
! The fair and fascinating Julia Granville was sea-
ted on an ottoman in her boudoir, near window,
into which crept honey sucke, filling the room
with its delightful odor. She had just finished dress
sing herself in her evening habit, and expected in
an hour the presence of him 10 whom she had yie>
ded up her heart and who the next day to lead
her to the sacred alter of marriage.
! The beautiful Julia was the daughter ofDr !
| Granville, who had retired from the practice Of his |
profession, and lived only 10 idoze and worship
his only child. She had been elegantly educated
and highly accomplished. She possessed brillian,
Imagination, and wrote verses with great facility,
Her fathers heart was fixed upon seeing her hap.
PLY married, at his advanced age, and in his in
firm health he could not possibly remain long with
her. Many gay and gallant, as well as gifted
youth bowed down al her feet and wooed her heart,
but alas oftimes the case, too much nattery, |
which judciously used is the nearest road to wom-
an sheart, had made her a coquetc, who ofa Gods |
creation is the most contemplate creature. knew !
julia from her childhood, and spent many happy |
hours with her the banks of the Schuylkill when
she was at school, and at College in Philadelphia
Her heart generous and full of feeling, when
nature ued her volatile spirit TO rcpose, and her
coquetry was excusable in some degree, in consc-
quence of her having been much troubled by her
many admirers, and never having met one whom
| she loved But the hour of her tyranny was soon
TO end, the sceptre of slavery was to fall from her
hand, and the fair Julia was in turn to become the
slave OF love. 1t was in the year 1889, that the
warm hearted, brave and talented Francis Fielding
came as young surgeon from the Navy, to spend
few months with a relative in town. No sooner
had Julia seen him, than the god of love leveled
his arrow at her bosom. The aim was sure, and
the gay, fascinating, aud seemingly heartless girl,
was hOOh "ahNOillB III sullluuti ecCItl,
and wishing, without acknowledging the fact, that
she could obtain an interview. Her lutte was ne
elected, her song no longer heard merry ringing
through the hall, and in short, she was no longer
the same being.
Chance gave them an interview. Her father
having known the father of Francis, invited the
( bic young man to his house, which was the very
| thing desired by Francis, for he had gazed upon
Julia's lovely form, which had never been indebted
to uncouth bust!es bishops for its grace. pardon
me, lady reader; am aware that imperous fashion
toiN be obeycd) Their eyes met, and , mutual
passion was the consequence. The fair Julia was
no longer cOquette,
Whose heart is in her eyes,
Who tramples feelings that she cannot prize,
But in the language of Tom Moore,
"She blushed when he prsis her, and wept when he
| blamed"
| Time passed on, and the lovers were engaged
The consent of the father was givn freely, for her
marriage would consummate all that he looked for
| in life. He was in his eightieth year, and his head
was bossoming for the grave.
Julia was seated on the ottoman, as we have rep
| resented in the beginning, indulgng in rich dream
of love, a reyerie of future bliss. The maid who
had dressed her in her rich attire left the and
and closed the door, for she that her mistress
was los, in contemplation. Suddenly she thought
of Henry Morton, 10 whom, in coquet,ish moment,
she had promised her hand, and who still claimed
I it, swearing that no other man should wed her. A
coldness crept over her heart as her mind realized
the startling fact, that they might meet when
Henry should hear of the intended marriage.
Julia's distress of mind continued uut the after
noon of the next day, the day of her marriage ari
we'd. at is too late now" thought she, sand am
| told he is sick. She was arayed in her wedding
dress, and was seated on the same ottoman. She
heard the guests assembling in the parlor, and
the sornd of mirth and revelry rung from many vol
ces through the halls of her childhood. All were
reoiced at the prospect OF seeing Julia made happy
At length the Rev. DIR. Boomer arrived, and
without saying q word, entered the room where
Julia was still reclining upon the ottoman. "Be
no, alarmed, my dear child" said the good old man.
"bu, fear something has happened"
"For Heavens sake what is the matter" cried
Julia, hastily.
"An alteration took place at the hotel, AMI two
hours since met three carriages driven at furious
. rate, in the iomost Of which was Fllncis -"
Ere he could end the sentence, a loud scream
from the paror rung through the building and the
Reverend Doctor, followed by the frightened Julia