The Whig standard. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1843-1844, 1844-04-22
From the Ladies' National Magazine.
THE TRIFLER'S VICTIM.

BY JANE D. BALDWIN.
Slowly toed the deep.toned bell of the church
of st. Louie, while from beneath it's massive arches
issued forth long funeral procession. BY the
coffin covered with white satin, and blazing with
rich silver plates, the snow white plumes of the
hea.se with it's draperies Of spotess white, and by
the four young girls who dressed in white, and
wearing long white wells reaching to the ground,
each holding in her hand one of the four white
ribbons attached to the coffin, might be known
that she whom they were bearing to her last
resting place was young, while the long train OF
carriages that followed bore ample testimony to
the wealth and rank Of the deceased. The priests
clad in their long scarlet tunicS, and bearing aloit
blazing torches, their company headed by the Rev.
Father Antonio de Sedella, passed along two by
two chanting the miserere. Slowly the process
sion wound round the rue st. Louis, and then
proceeding in long unbroken line, entered the
cemetery where the coffin was deposited in the
splendid marble vault Of the Pascal family, when
the priests slowly chaunted the "requiescat IN
pace" and the circled crowds recovering their
theads, left the remains u Adele Pascai, the
young, the beautiful, in their last resting place
Born of wealthy parents, their cherished IDOL
at the time the darling and pride OF her only
brother, gratifed in the indulgence of every wis.,
and perfected in every accomplishment, Adele
Pascal shone the acknowledged belle of every
social circle. One of those enthusiastic beings
who could never be satisfied with advded al
lection, sensitive and retiring in her nature, yet
withal gay and sportivc as child, ito see her
| aoas to loUe her,
| Such was Adele Pascal at the time her parents
received letter from her brother Charles, then
in New Haven, begging permission to invite ms
friend, Henry Selborne. to accompany him on his
return to Louisiana. The permission was viii
lingly granted, and soon the two young men
arrived at Sycamore Grove, beautiful summer
residence of the Pascal family OH the banks OF the
Mississippi.
During Charles Pascal's four years absence
within the walls of "old YALE" Henry Selborne
was his bosom friend, and the chosen repository
of all his Joys and sorrows. Selborne was tai
ented and obliging, and having received that mat
ter-of-fact education which most New Enganders
give TO their sons-that kind OF training Whlcn
fits them to act we'll their part on e's stage
he soon possessed himself Of the warm friendship
of the frank hearted Creole, to whom his society
became indispensable. When we add to his
other qualifications to please fine person, and
peculiarly winning manners, we no longer Won
der that one SO gentle as Adele soon owned to
herself that Sycamore Grove would be insuport-
ably dull whom he was gone.
In general Selbornes attentions to Adele were
marked with frankness that would have pre-
vented any one less susceptible than herself iron
| thinking Lnat he lOVeu ner, OUT slic, pour gu
thus construed them, and soon he became to her
society, friends, the world.
Oh. could men but know how often their at
tentions (slight though they may BED are thus
translated by our sex--could they but see the
agony of hopes raised but to be wrecked-conlt
they note the flushed cheek, the quiyering lip
the "pulses maddening play" when compliment
is paid by them, TO which, perhaps, they attach
no meaning. or could they, on the other hand, see
the pillow wet with tears, where sleepless night
had followed sighting word, averted look, or an
exclamation of admiration for another, at time
when their long continued attentions had made
the seriousness of such no longer matter o.
doubt--they would hesitate, nor in future act the
trfer's part.
Often look or word casually spoken by Sell
borne would afford Adele hope and happiness
and again an averted look or an unmeaniDg atten-
ton bestowed upon another, tortured her sleep
less pillow with doubts whether her love was
returned. Could she have seen that 1t was on'
his accustomed galantry, she would have known
that he had no heart to give.
Thus days gided into months, and stu Se',
borne fingered at Sycamore Grove a wecomt
visitor, while Adele, pleased with the dangerous
| proximity, lavshed her whole wealth OF love OF
him--when she was aroused from her dream
happiness by Selborne hurredly informing then
| that he had Just received letters urging ms I'm
mediate return to the North. Alas! TOR Adele