Martinsburg gazette. [volume] (Martinsburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1833-1855, 1841-08-19
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From Graham's Moga=ine.
LOVERS QUARRELS.

MARY !" said the low voice of Henry
Ashton. The maiden looked up. Ma
ry have much to tell you: will you lis
ten to me awhile-only for a moment !"
and he spoke fast and eagerly.
GA moment only, you say-well, |
suppose must-but what beautiful but
terhy is that. o. the dear, sweet, tiny
tning-do, pray, try and catch it for me. !"
Ashton was stuDg to the heart. He
had been on the point of declaring his
ong-cherished passion for Mary Defwen:-
water, and he felt that she knew not only
the depth Of his affection, but that the
words trembling on his lips were an avow-
al of his love. Her light. heartedness at
once changed the whole current of his
feelings. Often had he heard others say
that his beautiful cousin was coquette,
his own feelings. He had hoped that her
conduct was the result only Of momen-
tary wbim, but this last act displayed a
confirmed hearllessness Of which an hour
before he would not have deemed her Gu.
pabe. He sighed, and was silent.
"Oh dear, how ungallant you are, "
continued his cousin, "the beautiful crea-
sure will really escape, and do so love
butterflies"
&c 1t is gone"
$50 it is. shall never forgive you.
Don't ask me to-" said Mary aifec,edIy.
"Then must part without it," said
Henry carelessly. :" leave here to. NOR.
row, and shall visit Europe before re-
turn. 1t may be years-it may be for.
ever that shall be absent"
"Why-Harry-you jest" said his
companion, struggling TO appear compos.
ed, although she felt how cold and pale
her cheek had grown. 81 never heard
of this before. You are not in earnest,
and she laid her soft white hand-tha
hand, whose touch made every nerve Of
Ashton thrll-on her lovers arm, look
ing up into his face with her dark, and
now melting eye. But the chord had
been stretched until it had snapped, and
her influence over Ashton was gone. He
half averted his head, as he answered
coldly-" do not jest, especially with o
friend"
The tone, the emphasis, the manner,
all stung the pride of Mary. She felt that
his cersure was just, and yet she spurned
1t. Her hand fell from his arm, and en-
ulatlng his own coldness, she said
" Then will not ask you to stay. But
as 1t is late, and you will have your pre-.
parations TO make, will not intruds on
your time" and courtesying, she with
drew.
And this is the being in whom had
garnered up my hearts best affections, u
exclaimed Ashton, when he found himself
alone. "This is the divinity | have ador.
ed with fervor no mortal bosom ever
felt, and she could talk, heartlessly talk
Of the merest trhe, when she saw that
my whole heart was bound up in her.
Oh would that we had never met. Blu,
my delusion is over. will fly. Mary
Mary little did dream that my love
would meet with such return"
Mary hurried to her chamber, and lock
ing the door, she flung herself upon the
bed, and burst into flood of tears. How
bitterly she reproached herself that heI
momentary coquetry had lost her the love
of the only being for whom she cared
She did not disguise from herself her af'
lection she could scarcely tell why she
had yielded to the impulse of that fata
moment but she felt that she had los
irretrievably the esteem and the affections
of her cousin. She would have giver
worlds to have recalled the last hour
Ever now she might, by seeking him, and
throwing herself at his feet perhaps, re-
gain his love. She rose to do so. But
when her hand was on the lock, shs