Boon's Lick times. [volume] (Fayette, Mo.) 1840-1848, 1843-10-28

came floating through the lattice, disposing
every one to a pensive righteousness
Charlotte was of a charming and enthusi.
astic temperament, and while she leaned ou
at easement which overlooked the garden
and inhaled the almost spiritual beauty and
fragrance Of the scene, she felt her hear,
swell with indignation toward her husband
who had dared to play tricks with her-to
treat Der as child '.'' ," &' .''' ''
Had he reasoned with me-" said she,
half aloud; "nay had he commanded me,
should have obeyed with the BEST grace
could. Butthus TO deceive me with well
played farce, and then 10 laugh at his tri-
umphl--I hate him, for he has made me des-
pise myself" 9
"Why not revenge yourself, then, dear,
dear Charlotte!" said soft voice, Her
hand was, at the same time gently but fer
vently clasped, and looking up, she saw a
tall, elegant young man, with a naughty
brow and fiery eye, modulated to an ex-
preston Of intense tenderness, bending res
pectfuily over her. Her heart beat audi
bly,; for many time had she thrilled be.
meath the tones of that magic voice, not
dreaming Of the spell which was doing its
work upon her. We '''',' '''..'''
"Francis-I mean Mr.. Langham,," she
gasped in visible alarm, "what mean you1
how know you my fhoughts7 You must
not-I feel you must not know them. l
dare ask for no sympathy-and especially,
not for yours. Leave me, leave me, if you
pity my distress" ~. ''.' ..' "
The young man dropped her hand, and
stood erect and proud, before her. Yet
there. was something SO fascinating in his
lustrous black eye, and his graceful majesty
Of bearing, that Charlotte could not choose
but gaze. 80" 80 .'''.. '.'' "'.
Charlotte" said he. in low, calm voice,
"there are moments in life when the light OF
love within US breaks forth as instanta-
neously as the tightening which leaps from
the clouds, and shows, at one brilliant mo.
ment, the scenery, through the surrounding
darkness, The first glance Of your eyes
which net mine was the flash which lighted
up the darkness of my heart. and showed
me the form Of love and beauty that shell
tered there. For months have fed upon
my passion Silently, for, olong as you were
happy; had no right TO speak aught that
might disturb you. Now, you are misera-
ble-nay, deny it not; your eye.lids culver
and your face is pale-and have right
to show that sympathise with your sor-
row. Having so firmly borne my own dis
tress, have the stronger claim upon your
confidence. Let me lead you from the hot
and suffocating air Of this room into the
garden, and there you shall tell me what
is the matter"
There are moments in which nothing ap.
pears startling. Francis Langham was an
imposing, naughty man, whom nobody
thought of approaching with anything like
familiarity, Charlotte had become &C.
quainted with him sometime before, and
was charmed with his genius and elegance.
His standing in society was unexceptiona-
bic, and every body courted him. To her
he had never been, anything but respectful
in the extreme, and his brilliant converse.
ton had SO won upon her that she regard.
ed him with The fondness Of BROTHER
His calm quiet demeanor, on the present
occasion, entirely threw her off her guard;
and she allowed him to lead her into the
garden without one word of resistance.
Henry Leslie did not order the supper OF
wine prescribed by the doctor; and the
latter having taken his leave, the husband
sat moodily before the fire, rejecting upon
The course he had pursued. He loved his
wife, and had done it for her good. or SC
much he was satisfied. Yet he could no,
forego his misgivings less he had gone TOO
far. At length his anxiety increased to
such an extent he proceeded to his wife's
apartment, fully determined upon an eclair-
easement at once. He found the door
open, and Charlotte-gone!
More indignant than alarmed, be return.
ed to his chamber and went to bed-but
not to sleep; for, when we have torn 10
we'd object from the heart, the wound still
bleeds. -----.---------.--
Vi. Early in the morning he called old Mary