The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1842-11-19
FIR Sc f. - 70.

!'Aud so tomorrow is thy bridal day
my love, aud art tlou sure the ONE to
whom thou art bctrothtd has thy young
hearts first loyCE'
81 never knew what twas to love till |
saw him, mother"
II knew ii, Cora. and now. if thou wilt
listen, l'!lrelale to thce the story Of my
carly love"
"Oh, do. dear mother; Ills what SO
long have wishct to hear, Yet feared to
ak, for thy mournItl smile and TIC fur
rows en- thy placid brow tod such tale
Of solrow.n
"Ah, Cora, my Path through life, has
not all been slrewn with roses, and the
nianv that now envy my b"uadless
wealth, know not what LlIghlcd hearts
may beat in lordIy palaces. WAS tho
only heir Of notlc house, the favored
OF fortune, and yet at the age OF sixteen.
loved with all the warmth Of my ardent,
susceptible nature. one who moved i'll
humble walks of life. ! rS, deeply, de-
roledIy, | loved loWhorn painter. low
bonn yet natures nobility was stamped
upon his open brow, genius flashed from
his eye, aud his step was as firm and state
~ as the prouIrst noble in the land. !,
who had ever been iEduIgcd in all my
wayvard laucies. yielded 10 this all-aJ-
sorbing mastcr-SpIIlt Love-"
And did he love YOU, molhcrp
'.IIe might as well have loved some
bright arlIcuIar star and thought 10 wed
it., a5 To have aspire TO lhc hahd Of Lady
Edith And yet knew he loved me,
though he Cared not tell it; for in all lhe
ucallons Of his genius, i'll every face OF
surprising loneliness lhat bcamcd from
his canvass, mine could be traced, so DIFF
lcrcnt, yet the same. All! little did he
know, when | welded another, that he
possessed the pure and priceless love OF
MY priceless heart. pllghtrd my VOWS
TO ono, who boaslcd Il long line Of noble
ancestors, whose riches mnnarlhs might
have cnvicd, vanly thinking gratllird
pride could supply the place Of love; and
as stood before the altar, coldIy and
calmly promising to love and cherish
him, my heart was FAR away. But Lord
Wyndham was my husband; and as such.
entitled to all my love, and long and car
ncslly did struggle to banlsil the image
of another che not unknown TO fame, my
eye would brighten and would almost
fear my hearts wild, tumultuous ihrob
bngs might be heard. Oh, how bitterly
would rcproach myself, when my hus-
bands fond look was bent on nc, 10 think
that he, who so loved and trusted me.
little knew my signs were not for him,
and that. in my stately chamber, hung
with gorgeous drapery, bitter tears be-
strewod my downy pillow, as | sighed Cor
a lowlier lot
"Fair children grew about me, aud
time passed on, and my husbands cndu-
ring Kindness at length won my heart
1t was not the wild, passionate love Of
my early days; but Il calm tranquil alice
ton founded on esteem. And Evcraid
Mortimer had taken a gentle bride aud
found that happiness in 3 simple co. that
does not always dwell in palaces; and !
could hear his name now all unmoved;
could think of him with cold indifference;
aud yet could never meet him without IA
quickencd pulse. When death at last,
took my husband from me, mourned for
him long and deeply. | had always been
kind and gentle to him, and yet when !
thought Of his many virtues and his all
absorbing ioge for me, wept tears Of All
guish to think had not loved him better.
And now listen, Cora, when ! tell you
that the one who now possesses all your
Iove..is the son of Everard Mortimer, He
is fortune i'll himself, and is rich in pos
sc-sing your young heart $ matehless az
Iec,ions. do not seek for thee bril-
liant alliance, for too well know twill
be but giIded misery to sell your heart for
gold. No, have wealth enough for thee
and nc, Follow your own hearts gene