Richmond palladium. [volume] (Richmond, IA [i.e. Ind.]) 1839-1854, 1841-01-30
From the Rose of Sharon
WHAT Is STRONGEST

this silly maiden, Win ber fiDgtcts HoaAibp :
wantoniy that naked throat. Will SNOW
thee something swecier. Look on this Itaiai
Madonna. Saw thee aught thus meeki,
beautiful? Those large, clear. earnest eyes
gazing intetnly upon her babe. such peace
fuI. placid smile and the holy child Jesus, too -
Frances, look! ., childhood! sweet are thy MN
istres TO the spirit that pines for purity on earth
How tcnderlv the infant ewes return The glance
of love, Is he no, dreaming, think, Of his bles
sed and holy mission TO our earihf Fraacis
thine eyes arc vacant: thou no beauty IN
this
.Forevo me, Elena; my thoughts pain
fully nbsiractcd- Beauty? yes; such 1eau;y
as souls like thine Worship
.horshIp, Francis2 thee knows that worship
no beauty this earth. DID thee not forget
thou vert discoursing unto Quaker! True, |
feel an admiration of Inc spiritual beauty that II
radiates the features of that virgin mother; and
ioye to gaze that lovely incarnation Of d.
vine spirit, This degree Of enthusiasm Is,
trust. allowable; but ,1orship is not yielded unto
the things of earth o, Madonna! how full OF
consciousness is Thy radient eve, though feel
ing tbs self indeed the handrnaId 0l the Lprd.-
Look on her, Francis, and let vaia thoughts of
this worlds sorrows flee from thee, niurderous
vampires before the glory OF the snn-brIght day. ,
They do. ELENA, they do! But let us hasten
away; | am haunted By those proud, cod eyes OF
the Egyptian queen
Call her not the Egyptian queen. Berenicc
was n creature OF tender affections; Arabea
Sutherland Is too proud TO love.
Nay, nav, Elena; roman is too proud to
lore. But let away; the doors wi II be opoEed
soon'
They turned 10 cross the gallery. but unczpcct-
edIy encountered gentleman vino stood near
them, and whose soft step upon the green carpet
had been unnoticed, while ihcv were convcrsing
The Young ladies both uttered cxcla nations. and
Francis' countenauce blanchcd pale as death
She bowed slightly and would have passed out :;
hs her and. taking her a..
led her o The painting she had first been con-
tempiaiing. The Quakercss passed down the
hall, to n painting of blind B,rtmcus By an A
mcrican artist, leaving her cousin alone with the
gentleman.
Frances said he, in n low, suppressed voice.
Frances YOU 10 not love the countenance of my
nifinnced bride. These 'co!d, proud oyes' hare
told YOU she rs not TO make me happy; and yet
she il called fesplendentiy beautiful. o, Frances,
how different from the soft, retiring gFaccs OF
the being oven
you love! Lawrence, do YOU not love herr?
sCoad YOU for one moment suppose II? O,
Franrcsi have Won. then ,donhtod the cGnStancy OF
my affection? Well yon might; md yet. hoped
Il hoped, Frances, that you would have trusted
me e,ernally.'
Frances trembicd very much, ana Withdrew the
hand he had pressed too ferveutIy. lie turned
10 see If Elena still lngerad she was gone.
aud they alone. He placed h!s arm about
her slender waist, and drew her 10 one OF the set
Frances. You would. and pity me toe, if you
knew bali suffer. II is seldom, now, that
meet YOU, and in circumstances so unprop!tIoGs
for m explanation! VIII you listen 10 me?,
soagbt 10 ought /? O, Laurence. soicmn'y
niichted as YOU are to another ought | 20 listen
to assurances of affection from your lips? Ne,
no; rather let me think Won faithful To your later
vows,--let me believe you true to her who has
right 10 your truth
Il cannot. Frances, cannot! There IS enough
of misery my fate, without this agoniztng
though,,-that you believe me f.isc 80 my early
vows. During Your long absence IN foreign
land changes have occurred 10 wreck 'hc dearest
hopes OF my rt,-changes cou!d not tore
sec,-changcs would not have believed possible.
. tina, should ever have made this prnmisei and
vet, | could no, avoid it. What son. that saw his
father struggling for breath, in the last e.
onics Of his mortal coniiict.--what son, that hon
ored aud loved his father "a he ought. would have
omb't,ered his last momcn. by dlso0cdience and
ingra ,itude? Q that he had known my heaTt,--i
how entirely and eternally Il is devoted anoth-
er, Uor though told him, he did not and could
not comprehend; } he would not. ne
would not, have exicted a promise that has ImbIt
tered every later moment of my existence. /
cannot love ArabelIa Sutherland and she knows
II; vet she vii! not release me from my oblIga-
tons; she will not. Frances. though she does not
love me. Ii she die, If she loved
man can love, she would have sacrificed every
ihng,-lite, happiness, all that tho heart holds
dear.--to me from, wretchedness. 10 save
herself from what should be terrible to her
than a THOUSANDS deaths. Frances. do not believe
me capable of deception. | have told her all, so
frankly. so very frankly. to excite her indIg-
nation If not her hatred Still she will not absolve
me- and still | love-O Francesi passIonately ,
madly iove-you! yes, you.--the frst. last. only
object of nv earthly alteration. And she is so
uureenting! True. in declining the uaon. she
forfets her dowry; but how willingly, o, how
gladly, would lay my whole fortune at her feet.
If she would deign IN break these cruel, cruel
chains Frances, even now, If YOU will say but
one little word that you love me still. that YOU
will be mine.--O Frances. do not look SOL
Dearest best beloved. say you will be mine. and
care not for chains. or vows: vows TO her ! never
made @, saw tina, YOU will be mine; breathe it,
look it
Lawrence. these not lawful words. II is
wrong that hear ihem;' and she rose as though
to leave him; but. pale and trembling. and over