The Ohio Democrat. [volume] (Canal Dover, Ohio) 1840-1900, 1842-04-07
From the Lady's Book.
EFFIE JEAN MON NROE.
A SKETCH FOUNDED ON FACT.


And flowers 10 wiher at the north>wind's breath,
And stars to set-but ALL
Thou hast all seasons for thine own, Oh, Death!"
On 90 spot in our beautiful country, did The
warm evening sunshine fall more bright and
cheeringly, than on Woodlawu, the house Of
Mr.. Waren, one of the wealthy sons OF Lou-
isiana. Indeed, it was spot on which we
might suppose even sunbeam would love 10
liuger and gazo; so fairy-like, yet so warm
and sheltered did it seem, with IFS wealth of
roses and gay spring flowers, backed and
bounded by forest of old primeval trees.
love those forest hees-love them when win
Ter has robbed them Of their leafy. honours,
-when they stand spreading abroad their ma
ked arms, as if imploring that the reign of
their tyrant might be shortened-and love
them, when their prayer seems more than
granted, by their receiving new and glossy
robe, in return for The faded and soil-worn
ves,ments of which they had been despoiled.
But, most Of all The forest love tho pines
those giant sentnels of The woods, which
stand unchanged for centuries, like monu-
menls which "tIme hath raised 10 count his
ages BY" And there whore many seemingly
keeping guard over this quiet spot, and, the
lowImurmur of the sw eet south wind through
their branches, seemed the spirit Of peace
whispering "alPs WELL"
A tributary Of the Red River rolled its
clear waters at the foo, Of The emnence, on
the side OF which rested the mansion. and
rude bridge which served te connect the
lawn with the fields beyond, completed The
sweet picture-compleed it las far as nan-
mate objects were concerned. But all these
were forgotten, or at least unobserved, when
the eye rested on the figures Of very
young man, and still younger maiden, pause
ing on that wild old bridge. The maiden
for as our tale is most nearly connected with
her, we name her frst-was not one formed
for the glitter Of gay crowds, or the glare Of
midnight assemblies, but once 10 look upon
that lovely face, was sufficient TO fix it in The
memory and heart of many. She had the fair
skin and dlmpled cheek Of her Scotch paren-
tai ancestry; while from her mother, one Of
the graceful daughters of a French em'grant,
she inherited The dark eyes and jetty ringlets
of her native land. But the beautiful temple
was unno,iced, when The more beautiful spirit
shrined within, looked forth through those
dove.like eyes, telling of "Chariy, which
hoped all things" and love TO all mankind.
The father of Ellie Jean Monroe had died in
childhood. but the deep grief of her mother
nude lasting impression on her gentle feel
ugs, aud even when, many years after, Mrs
Monroe gave her hand to Mr. Warren. the
susde of sadness, sometimes deepening slmos
10 melancholy, passed not away from Efie's
brow.
Long had they stood there, fair girl
and that tall noble youth. forsAlbet Barry wat
one of natures nobility, and proud high re-
resolve, flashing from his dark blue eye, made
him look as a splendid specimen of the fu
ture statesmen of our land MT. Monroe hat
been his guardian, and almost father, from
the early period which deprived him of boif
parents, until his own death, and when Mr.
Warren was received into the family, he fully
supplied The place Of his fret beneiactOr TO tht
Young orphan. Thus the affection oil child
hood was strengthened by daily intercourse
tilI il rpened into the love Of later years. Lnnt
had they stood there, with her hand claspe,
in his, and many were the bright anticipation
of the future which they INDUCED in, when
as if suddenly recollecIing himself, he ex
claimed "And is il indeed so, Effie, and mus
we part tonight for so long time!" and g
ven Us he spoke, he pressed that delicate han
to his hps- "oh, Why can not 60 with yov
bu, know il may not be, and the weary hour
stolen from it, when ] could not tear myee
from your side, dear Efie, lay own one,"-
land the fair hand vas clasped with an a
most conyulsiye grasp,