Herald of the times. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1830-1846, 1842-12-01


brtwreh Tho purchase vi s',on graceln
,riAr ard the rciiri ul some suffering
irllow crcisurc.> an, happy to adj
Ihar The s,ruagie generally terminated
az It shou'd "a 'hr triumph oi hpRrvoSrnc.
over vanry ; but lfeyrr Il MAS nl'nAwisp
l cnn safety ntllrm the rticn cnuiyd ~
punishment along with il. 1he Lady
Marsnr"iia was ION ,rnd"r.4rnnrd I"
iced pleasure, VIXEN wearing gandr,
wh,c,, appeared io her, purchased by The
additional sulltrirw III a human being.
Aud had Margalrila no lovers, then,
rNcrrt n rich, ugty old miser Was "A
crcn,,iie M beautiful 10 he lril Ia pine IN
inncIiness, simply because she was poor
and dependant Even So. She was
never seen but fiiy ndniring cavaliers
followed her steps hung OH her words,
aud cOntendcd for hrr hnnd ~ the dance"
But there were hcilessra in Rome, and
the Lady Mnrgareita was uh an hruess
There nrr women IN the world, who,
without much thought iur the future
would have made The most Of their posi-
ton, mud enjoyed The incense offered
brf"re the shrine Of lhtir hrauiy 10 the
u,irrmosi. There are others. who,
Iuuking forward la The time when thc
spell al their power must he broken,
would have sighed ov"i the prospect oi n
chrerless and dow"rlrss age, when the,
shonld have To retire alone from the
scene Of their pr"fiiltss 'rlunphs, Not
81 MargairiIa. The hn;irry was very
sweet. and she did not deny 10 herself
,tn, she wa- pleased v,ih it but there
was nm deep, clear eye that found no
tongue 10 echo It's el"qnence, whose
slightest glance was drarrr To her than
the most honcycd compliment that human
bps ever framed The PROSPECT OF lone
" age w"nld have been dreary but
son.how her future never looked lonely
\ dream of old age, indeed, sometimes
passed over the n,;rror OF her thoughts,
bn it was Of u happy aud honorable age,
with 'chIidrcn's children round her
knees )" and the humble home, where,
in her vision, she ever seemed 10 dwell,
II her own form looked less upright, and
hrr own cheek less rosrair, there, too,
was the figure "f Abcrti, with the dark
eye, somewhat tanned, the hair, now
chestnut brown, turned to sllvery white,
yet The same bril- sh, smile, The same rich
manly voice as ever
Albeni was Young painter, as yet
hnIe known beyond II small circle of
fliends, bat there were Judges of art
among these, who scruplcd not To prophc-
cv brilliant career Of fame and profit 10
the youth. and that AT no distant period
That he loved Alargareita with that IN
tense and passionate worship which beau
~. like acl's could scarcely fail To inspire |
N one so full Of genius and feeling was
perfectly true, and she was as perfectly |
aware of the tact, though the painter had
never breaihed il To any human being /
For, poor aud lowly born, and, as yet
almost unknown, how might the artist
venture 10 speak Of love To the only child
Of Count Moron, even though she was
~ poor as himself? -! | were but
,"h !"--ngain and again the thought of
What happiness riches would now bring
her came into Margnrctia' s mind for she
never perceived that they would be an
additional barrier between Albert and
"ihen," she thought, IL might
dare TO give him some little encourage
Inrni then the very feeling that he
Imlght fear refusal, might teach Inc how
10 show him he had not ~ much Ia
dread bat now all, high birth is but -
bitter boon, when il Is given without It's 7
Iit,iny sister wealth ;" aud 50 would
often muse, and ye, she was
~" unhappy, for every time she met
\ Alherii she was more convinced than
'~rr that he loved her, and Hope pioph-
,'s,ed IN her he ,ri that the time would vet
come when the cloud would pass away h
aud they miaht venture to speak OF all
hat filed their souls.
Now, suppose II Il lovely summer night .
The Scene III n uarden, with cleaning
i"nnlhnS, and quaint pnIterIeS, and
" hate statues CHANGING amidst shrubbrrlrs
pf dark laurriS aud m,Ill"s and the pei.
sons oi Mnrgarei'a aud AlbertI /
They are walking slowly down one of
he Dng grassy elndrs that lead rom
hr more open pait oi the gardens 10
hIck grove oi towering trees aud shrubs.
IT, cannot see her face, but he can feel
ne faint quick beating OF her hear be-
iralh the ARIA he has veniured To pass
unid her waist. The hour she looked
- has come at last she has heard from
~ own lips that he loves her, but now
hr must hear also hts excuses, his en-
rcar,es that she viii pardon hun, for
Iavlng thus forgotten the difference, the
.reat gulf that her noble descent has set
'etween them. And then, taking alarm
II the hopeless tone ia which he speaks
II the future, Margaretla ventures to
'ombat his scruples, aud TO prove that
hey are only equals. "If have au
onorabe naIne," said the maiden, while
Ter voice trembIed with agitation, "what
lse have | To sci for one momeut against
he Heaven-besiowed gilt that will yet
~ your own above those OF princes -
Im not as poor, nay, even poorer than
oSrs"lf' Oh, that Tor your sake ] were
~ icb !"
"A, Dearest" said the painter, Chow h
.uuId yog lien ovcrmach inc or how c
gghl ] dare Ia dream Il possible tha, G
"u could cSVI lee my own But now, -
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