Herald of the times. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1830-1846, 1842-10-27

the future the past-all are forgotten
in the blissiul present The soli cham
Of pleasure is around them-they are
drinking of joys bright chalcr, and iis
generous contents soothc their SENSES
with most sweet iorgetiulne5s vi life 5
dark shndowed ills.
The dance had finished, the music had
ceased, Ind the gentlemen were leadiGg q
their partners from the floor.
"TIs very warm :" said Clara Stanley
To our friend, as he was conducting her
To n seat.
Exceedingly so," returned Joha.--
"lf Miss Stanley has no objections, ]
would propose walking in the garden un.
I'll the next coiilliOn."
"None Whatever" was the reply.
Arm in arm they sauniered forth into
The beautiful grounds which surrounded
their hostess mansion. II WAS lovely
moonlight evening in June the STARS, W
thousands, genmned The h-avens, and M
cloud was visible on the vast expanse. -
A soft southern wind came gently o'er
the green fields, and shook from the rare
exoi,cs and shrubs, with which the
grounds abouDded, their sweet and
balmy incense. All nature was at rest !;
magic stiffness reigned around-a
dreamy calnness, not seen, but felt, hung
motionless about. In fact, it was u fiji
iirg night for love-a night whose in
huence makes the lovers affection lean
more tenderly toward the object Of his
alteration.
This influence was felt hy our friend
AS they slowly paced the shady walks
which beaul'ied The garden. Her arm
was locked in his-she hung upon it
and, il seemed to him, afeclionaiely.-
Her silvery voice thrilled upon his ear,
as if in softer accents than was their
wont. Ills heart was IN raptures
Several times did they make The cir
cult OF the grounds, apd at every seques-
tered nook they nenred, did John deter
mine upon following his cousins advice,
and pop the question but each time it
was put off until they arrived at another
place, and SO on, until at last
they approached n seat beneath spread
ing elm.
IL should like to rest a while, Mr.
Brown" said Miss Stanley.
"And have no objections" said
John.
They sat down. lie took her hand.
A short silence eusued his arm stole
slowly around her waIst-anoiher pause.
Now--now is the time, John Brown
now the anspcious moment. Screw no
thy courage to the sticking polnt-be n
wise man once. Look his lips move
but they utter no sound. Now his arm
Is partly Withdrawn from her waist he
ialtcrs. Shall we read his thoughts q
We will. lie is saying to himself,
'Time enough--timc enough Why |
should ! be in "a hurry 7"
But bark there are footsteps coming
All, the chance is lost, John Brown J..
They are joined by some friends, and all |
now proceed to the ballroom.
A week afterwards, the following no
ice appeared in one Of the morning pa
Ders
"I.ast night, by the Rev. Mr. Davis,
\Ir. Edward Mortimer To Miss Clara
stanley, all Of this city"
The reader may imagine the noriif-
aiion of our friend-we cannot describe
/. Thus, by his rrocrasiination, he los,
lovely and accomplished wife, Tor
here is not the least doub, but he would
ave been accepted. lie is now living
confirmed old bachelor. Yet this loss
'as had one good effect upon him, for
since that he set about curing himself Of
lis fault, and now there is not more
,unc,ual gentleman in existence.
We have only a few more words to say,
md they are these. There are many
more John Browns in the world-verv
maryland We would humbIy beg then,
% ponder well upon this brief sketch Of II
'rother in error, and bear this truthful
maxim always in mind-"NEvER PUT OFF
jNTIL TOMORROW THAT WHICH CAN BE
ZONE TO DAY"