The Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1837-1867, 1843-10-24

AS Fritz had predicted, the bark touched the shore
before the tempest burst forth. The young man went
10 his chamber to change his wet clothes
"oh!" thought he, 'it is'too much happiness for
one day! she called me Fritz and | called her
Clemencel"
His toilette finished, the artist was preparing to re-
join his host when Gertrude came to his chamber.
The face Of the old woman imprinted with con-
sternaton. She related that during the sail upon the
lake, messenger from Mr. Beaute had arrived with
presents destined for Clemence.
"Now," said she, che evidently thinks OF mar
rage, for Mr. Wem wishes to speak to his daughter
in private. He has sent me to beg you to receive his
apology for leaving you to sup alone. Your uncle has
taken the route by the dees of the Alps reach here
sooner. Tomorrow, at farthest, he will be
here"
The poor servant fell into a chair, weeping Fritz
in despair and cried,
civil speak to Mr. Willemr'
eyes, said Gertrude, in her turn, "you shall tell
him that you love his daughter that Cemence returns
your love- that will be cruel to sacrifice her thus
You shall tell him all this, my Fritz!
Listen, if MIR Willem refuses you his daughters
hand, there are bot two to pUrsue to expose
the baseness of your uncle"
"Never!'' cried the young man with energy.
cor TO depart" continued Gertrude, land II will
accompany you,my FRITZ for il remain here should
never be able to bride my tongue, and If you forbid
me to speak must follow you. Do you not need
some one at Paris to take cure of you and TO love
you' And who can better discharge the
duty than your old nurse ," You weep
oh! now am sure of you; 60 seek Mr. Wiem -
AZ Gertrude had announced, magnificent presents
had been sent to the young girl by the uncle of Fritz
A box ofrich wood, inlaid with gold, was open upon
table, and Clemence took the dresses and sets Of
jewery, those vain inventions of extravagace, which
even the least coquetsh contemplates with
delight. First were silks and cashmeres then neck
laces, bracelets, and complete of Diamonds-and
at the bottom of the box ticket in the Frankfort
Lottery. Clemence cast the paper away from her;
she then put on the shawls, placed the diamond in
her hair, and smiled at her image in the glass
Seated on sofa, at some distance from the table,
Mr. Wilem held the letter of the manufacturer in
his hands, and appeared the prey ola deep internal
struggle.
Neither the father nor daughter had perceived
Fritz, who was standing the partly opened door,
and whose face depicted terrible agitation.
The joy that Clemence display ed gave pain to the
young artist. And yet, alas! on finding
herself so beautiful, the poor child thought of him.!
Fritz did not understand that Mr. Wilem, on the
point of showing the letter to Cemence, had felt his
courage fail him. Having suspected the mutual az
lection Of the young people, the old would not
have thought OF opposing any obstacle, had it not
been for this unexpected message But how could he
refuse the generous friend who had aided him in his
distress, and who asked his daughters hand as
proof Of his gratitude? Yet. Mr. Wiem drew back
from the blow he about to strike, his hesitation
confirmed Fritz in this error, that Clemence was al
ready informed fthe views of Mr. Beaute with regard
to her.
He felt that every thing noble and generous in his
heart revolted at the sight Of woman frivolous as
to forget true affectionior these miserable gewgaws
given by an old man.
The artist called up all his energy, and walked d.
rectly to his host, whom this apparition made dumb
with surprise.
s'I come to bid you adieu,'' said Fritz; "lor my
presence in your house will produce hencelorward
between us, torture which my absence may prevent.
May your daughter be happy in the marriage that is
preparing for her.''
And, without waiting for any answer, he went
away, casting on Clemence look OF disdain
Struck at the heart land in a manner unexpected,
the young girl fell senseess into her fathers arms
When she recovered Mr. Willem went up to the
chamber of Fritz; but the young painter was already
on the road to France. lie had had only said these
few words to Gertrude:
ssShe is unworthy of me! Dear nurse,
adieu! let my existence remain a secret from my IN
Gle, and from al''
The following day, Mr. Beaute did not arrive
At the expiration of few days it was known at
Geneva that an unfortunate traveller, in climbing the
rocks in the mountain passes, had been seized with
vertigo in the most dangerous passage of the Alps,
and was dashed pieces in falling frem height Of
three hundred feet.
This unfortunate traveller was Mr. Beaute.
Eight months had passed away, and the sad acct
dent was nearly forgotten when singular lawsuit re-
called the remembrance of it.
The lottery ticket given by the uncle of Fritz to