Boon's Lick times. [volume] (Fayette, Mo.) 1840-1848, 1843-03-25
From the Lady's World Of Fashion.
THE VIRGINS TRIU MPH
BY MARY DANFORTH.

not forgotten. Then prepare for your
fate"
As the Rover uttered these words he
entered the after cabin of the ship, by lift
ing up the curtain which divided the apart
ment from the larger room in front, and
stood face to face with the shrinking and
terrified girl, whose ashy paleness, when
she saw the countenance of the intruder,
told that his character, if not his person
was already known to her. And if ever
before she had seen that face it could not
be forgotten; for no one looked on the
Dark Rover without having every feature
of his countenance burnt into the memory.
He had apparently been handsome once,
but his face was now brutalized by the
indulgence of strong and evil passions
The stern, frowning brow-the keen and
glittering eye--the compressed yet volup-
tuous lip-and the expression of settled
malignity over the whole face, left an inn
preston on the gazer's mind which neither
time nor events could eradicate. So, at
at least, it seemed in the case of the Young
girl, for she uttered a stihed shrek, and
turned away shuddering from his look, as
if she had seen some deadly serpent. His
eyes lightened with licentious passion
when, burying her face in her hands, she
exposed to sight her rounded and snowy
shoulders; but checking any other outward
manifestation of his evil thoughts, he
curled his lip in bitter sheer, and said
ironically.
"And so you do know meme the de-
spised suitor-the good -naught of whom
your canting guardian bid you beware, be-
cause, forsooth, l was a cavalier and not
rascally, snivelling round head like himself
All! my pretty Puritan" he continued,
exchanging his tone for one of more free
dom, and advancing toward her, "times
have changed since then. Iswore. on that
day, to have revenge; and the hour for it
has come. Will it please you then TO &C.
commodate yourself to your destiny, or
must use force? Out of this cabin you
60 not until you have become worse than
the meanest thing of your sex, whom yes
terday you would have cast from your
DOORS"
Up to this moment the victim had re-
NAMED with her face buried in her hands
and her head averted from her conqueror;
and, while he was addressing her, wild and
fearful thoughts had been passing through
her bosom, so that at first she scarcely
comprehended his words. All the horrid
events of the last day had passed in hur-
ried review before her. She stood once
more on the deck of their gallant ship,
as it left the port for old England, whittier
her guardian was returning after having
settled her West Indian possessions-she
stood and watched with him the setting
sun 90 down behind the inland hills. while
the parting beams stretched bridge Of
gold across the deep, on which, even as
the old legend fancied, angels might have
walked to glory-she lay again in her
couch, with the sivery moonlight looking
in through the little window, while she
dreamed sweet dreams of home, and of
one to whom her virgin love had been
plighted, the graceful, and high born Ev-
erard-she saw, with despair. the low car
avel that had shot out from behind the
deserted headland at break of day, and
made for them with clouds of canvass
swelling in the breeze, and the bloody flag,
whose solitary red field was unreieved by
a single emblem, waving high at the peak
she beheld the gradual approach of this
relentless foe, the collision of the two YES
sells, the crowds of ruffians who leaped on
the almost unarmed ship, the short but
deadly conflict. the decks slippery with
blood, the fall Of her guardian, their SER
wants, the captain and the rest of her de-
tenders, and her own wild retreat to the
after cabin, few minutes before, where
she had prayed for death: she saw all
this, and well might these memories,
combined with the clash of arms, the shrieks
of the wounded, and the curses of the pi-
rates, still ringing in her ears, prevent her
from hearing what her captor said But
when he came to his last dreadful annun.
citation, those fearful words penetrated even
to her paralyzed heart, and she started up,
while terror diated her eyes, and her hands
involuntarily rose in duplication.
"Oh spare me-" she cried falling On her