Liberty advocate. [volume] (Liberty, Miss.) 1835-1866, 1843-12-23

cr awake from tie beautiful dclusion.
have been Tits evening NY tho grave
OF Emily. II has plain whlo lomb.
stone, half hidden, NY agwefs, and yoJ
moy read is m1ufnful opiiaph IN the
clear moonlight which falls UPON II TX D.
n smile Of an angel, through M opening
10 tho dropping branches Emily was a
beautiful girl--lhc foirost Of our village
maidcns. think | SEQ her now. rs sbc
looked when the loved ong--lho idol Of
her affections, was near her with his
smile Of conscious triumph AMI cxulIng
love. She had then seen bit eighteen
summers, md her whole being seemed
woven Of the dream Other first gasson.--
Tie object Of her love was proud and
Maynard bcing--whoss naughty spirit
never relaxed from his habltual stern
ness save when no found himself in the
presence of this Dung and beautiful crca-
lure, who had trusted her all son The
venture of her yow,n and who loved him
with the conGding carncslness OF apureI
aud devoted heart Natuuo had deprived
him oftke advantage OF outward gaaceI
and beauty, and it was the abiding conf
seriousness Of this which gave TO his inter-
course with society character OF PRIDE
aud sternness. He felt himself in some
degree removed from his fellow men byI
the partial fashion of Nature, and scorned
to seek nearer affinity. His mind was
of an exalted bearing and prodigaI of
beauty. Tho flowers Of Poetry were in
his Imagination a perpetual poisoning
and i was TO his intellectual beauty that
Emily knet n-bearing to the altar
Other idol the fair flowers OF her affection,
even as the dark eyed daughter of the
ancient Gheber spread out their offerings
from The gardens Of the East upon the
altar Of the Sun. ls..
There is Il surprising strength in love
like that OF Emily'-it has nothing gross
or earthly in its yearnng has its
source in the deeper fountains of the hu-
man heart-and it is such as the redeem
ed and sanclilied from earth might feel
for another in the fair land of spirits
alas! that such love should be unrequited,
Or turned back in codness upon the crush
I'd heartofis giyer! /
! They Emily and her lover
tut not before they had vowed eternal 1
onstancy 10 each other The one re
ired TO the quiet Of her home--to dream
ver again the scenes of her early passion ]
TO count with untiring eegerness the
lours of superintendent to weep over
he long interval of oil "hope deferred"
The other went with strong heart to {
ningle with the world--gIrded with
bride and impelled by ambition. HE'S
ound the world cold and callcus and sell /;
ish, and his own spiri; insenslbly took
he hue of those around him. lie shut {
lis eyes upon the past--it was TOO pure
md mildly beautiful for the gaze OF his s
He forgot the passion of boy
hood, all beautiful and holy as It was; he {
urned not back to the young and lovely
and devoted girl, who poured out TO him ;
10 the conGding esrnestness OF woman $
confidence the wealth of her Affection
lie came not back to fulfil the vow which
ne had plighted.
Slowly and plainly the knowledge of
her lovers inhdclity came over the sensl-
tive heart Of Emily. She sought for
time TO shut the horrible suspicion from
her mind; she half doubted the evidence
Of her own senses--she could not believe
that he was traitor, for her memory had
treasured every token of her affection
every imprisoned word; and every en-
deariug smile ofhs tenderness But the
truth came at last; the doubtful spectre
which had long haunted her and from
which she had tnrned away, as If 1t
we're sin TO look upon ii, now stood be-
fore her a dreadful and unacceptable vls-I
ion of reality. There was one burst OF
passionate tears--the overflow of that
fountain of affection which quenches theI
last ray o: hope in the desolate BOSOM
and she was calm, for the struggle was
over, and she gazed steadily and with
the awful confidence of one whose hopes
are not Of earth, upon the dark valley OF
death whose shadow was already aroundI
her.
1t was a beautiful evening Of summer
that saw her for the last lime. The sun
was Just setting behind a long line OF blue
and undulating hills, touching their tall
SUBMITS with radiance like the halo
which circles the dazzling brow OF an an
ael-and all nature had put on the rich
garniture of greenness and blossom. AsI
/ approached the quiet and secluded dwell
ing of the once happy Emily found the
door of the little parlor thrown open, and
:, Co,,ela voice nj sweetness which could
hardly be said TO belong TO earth, stole
out upon the soft summer ar It wasI
like the breathing Of an Eoian Lutte to the
the gentlest visilationof the zephyr, mi
voluntarily paused TO listen-and these
words, Shall never forget them, came
upon my ear like the low and melancholy
music which we sometimes hear M
dreams:
n ,-ot do NOT fear to die