Herald of the times. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1830-1846, 1843-12-07
HER AID OF THE TIME S.

which she held in her hand. II was The
! little blue "Forget. me not" from whose
mystic petals many n romantic village
maid ha, Teamed her destiny. Leaf at.
ter leal the blushing girl pulled of, mur-
muring, as she did 50, IN low, and
trembling tone, half sporiive, half IN car
nest, "lIe loves me - he loves me not =
he loves me-he loves me not" x only
one leaf remained -"Ile lovrs"-- The
flower was gently Withdrawn, and the
hand that held il pressed passionaiely Il
the lips Of a noble. lookin youth who hat
stolen unperceived around the tree. -
LET me speak for the last leaf, Lizzie
he whispered, "he loves thee moie thar
life Dear one, may he believe his love
returned Z" Lizzie smiled through hel
iears-hc drew her to his heart
For moment The lingering sunshine
rested softly on the fair iabeau, ihei
passed, aud lett ii to the hoIier light o
love.
CHATTER VII.
I"You remember Ellen, our hamlets pride,
/ How mrckly She blessed her humble lot,
.
bride,
Il Aud love was the light of their lowIy cot !!
"Ilave you lounG the blue Forget.
me- not, yet 7" sand the good old rector
of $, with meaning smile, To a
fair and white robrd maiden nj his side
as they sat with others at the bridal feast
about year after the performance OF the
forest iahleau. Lizzie Wexford looked
up in her husbands eyes, which were
bent fondly upon her, and smiled, but did
not reply.
Pleasant and comfortable, but simply
furnished was the cottage in which the
school master and his beautiful and hap.
py wife passed the first few months %
their marriage. But Charles grew rest
less then, and he persuaded Lizzie - wh'
never could resist his persuasinns-t' Il
take little journey with him.
In their own humble chaise they
travelled through the delightful and rich.
!y cultivated country, and Lizzie was
enchanted with almost all she saw
| There was but one draw back on hel
happiness and that had always been he,
chief trouble from childhood - her sym
paihies were too powerful to allow her t.
behold povcrty or misery IN any shape
without pang of pity and an ardent wish
10 relieve II aud this her humble means
would not allow her To do As she passef
some beggars on the road to whom she
had thrown some silver, she turned tt
her husband with tears in her eyes, aud
said
ooh, Charles Incver care for wealth
for my own sake, but would il not be q
divine happiness to possess The power oI
relieving others Z"
Charles smiled rather too gaily, she
thought, but he pressrd her hand so ten
drrly that she could not chldo him. A!
the close of the second days journey,
,hey came to beautiful and extensive
park, through The vistas of which they
could now and then catch glimpse of Il
magnificent mansion. LIZZIE thought II
aust be palace Her eyes flashed with
delight, and then filled with tears. She
was excited s. nervous, she knew not why
She had read Of such places, but she had
never seen one, and she begged Charles
to stop the chaiSe for few moments that
she might gaze her fill.
ave will drive through the park, y
said her husband, 81 know the owner
well"
She thought his voice trcmbled, and
hooking up in his face, she saw that il
was lighted up with glow of lofty exul-
taiion, which 80 well became his refined
and aristocratic beauty, that she invoIun-
tarily raised his hand to her lips and kiss
ed it iondly, yet with vague fear for
which she could not account. Thcy
drove through the park to the principal
entrance ofihe house as they approach
ed it was flung wide open, and from a
train Of lveried servants stepped forth an
old man, who smiled an earnest welcome
as he respectfully assisted Charles To
alight Lizzie was dumb with wonder
Come" said her husband holding
out his hand.
"Wherc are you taking me Charles 7"
"To my HOME dear Lizzie" he ex-
claimed, pressing her f,ndly to his bosom,
as he bore her half fainting into the H.
brary, where pleasant fire was kincled
"Welcome to my home-to the home oi
my fathers my own, my precious wife ~
"And who then are you, my hus-
band % asked the bewildered and half
frightened Lizzie, snking on a sofa by
his side.
"My dear Howard" said he, laughing
TO a young man who at this moment hasl-
y entered the room, ''before you wei
come me, introduce me To my wife ~
"The Earl of E sweet counte IS, !"
echoed Charles, "ihink you that dear
forehead will ache beneath this toy !'-
And taking from a casket a coronet OF
diamonds, he placed it on her head and
kissed her fearful eyes And what did
the youthful countess do Forgive her
eii9nciie Forgive her Mr.. Howard
She was weary almost exhausted with
excitement and ia'lgue-and closing her
lashes, still wet with tears, upon her hus-
bands shoulder, she murmured blessing
upon his name, and fell fast asleep, like
a tired child, us she was Coure Gus
reader if you have not alrendy followed
her example you may do go nov-for
my story is ended.