Herald of the times. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1830-1846, 1844-02-01
ny JANE T,yLoE woRrnINGroN.
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/ n HHc dHh lHSnloh "hSh'u I"p'uly P"'t
each other, the sleigh bells minglng
their merry music. The sun shone un-
clouded, and many n bright check and
flashing eye glanced smiling and has
~ recognition, as friends and acquaint-
ances were borne swiftly along, in
fanc,fnl and gayly colorcd cars. 1t
was day for wealth to fold more close
ly its furs and vclvets and take plea
sure, and for poverty to shiver in its
rags, and to think drcadingly Of the
cold night coming
In n chamber of handsome house
that fronted on the animated thorough
fare beneath, young lady sat alone,
writing / otter The room was warm,
and furnished with the comfort and
taste beiitting the apartment ofthc youth
I tul hciress who occupied it. Richly
bound books of cngravings were strewn
on the tables, a boquet Of costly exot-
les gave forth a summer fragrance, and
/ lrose-colored curtains adorned the win.
dows, tempering the brilliant sunshine,
and rejecting new beauty on the fair,
smiling face Of the writer. Family
and sweetly sounded the sleigh bells in
that pleasant room, mclloged into har-
,nony by the enchantment of distance,
for all things seemed harmonious around
Gertrude-and her life, like the drapcry
in her iavoritc apartment, had all been
couiem' dc rose. All there was not a
trace ofthe worlds griels in the warm,
fresh heart whose brief experience had
been so bright, and the pen welded by
that little hand recorded the fond words
of an affection that had never known &
shadow nor ii blight.
81 am so happy, Hester {! How de-
IightImIIy the hours will fly when we are
again together | can scarcely realize,
even yet, that | am so soon to have my
darling cousin an inmate Of my own
home for several long, gay monhs.-
You know, dearest, promised to tel
: you IA secret, the only secret | even
. kept, and one which | have guardeC
,, even from you, during all this winter
from you who have hitherto read my
thoughts like an open book. You vii
n fancy at once, Hester, what this mys
terry is-that am in love Yes it is
D even so and Yhon we meet, you sha'
see mon ami and approve my choice
You cannot but do this, for he is al
even you could wish. You know loy,
affair loses half its interest whCl de-
prived of mystery, so | shall not reveal
until see you, the name oi'the favored
one. What charm this love lends my
life how much better and iaircr al
things seem in this beautiful world, anC
. yet hear and read OF sorrow and care
:, and suffering, till doubt if they caI
e be real. If they are, | am blcst indeed
!. for have no words to paint how glow
u ing the luivre looks to my eyes, ant
:, how very happy is the present. tla
existence, in truth, It's dark trial hour
for us all ? Then sad enough mus
prove my hereafter, for my troubles arr
vet TO come, and | have never know
q care. Dearest how sweet 1t is To b.
n, loved to feel, with perfect confidence e
:, that the heart Of another is ours io
o time and eternity to experience tn
e complete sympathy of undivided atlcc
!. lion ! to believe that prlvatIon aud al
c Fiction would bind closer and nearer
y All this | realize now. Hester, hoy
= have lived so long and happily withou
v loving, and what would my life be, wer
I'd this dream of ccstacy ever 10 know
e. change"
IS OH what poetry hath the earth, llk
ii the unsocial hearts first vision of love
% All bright aud pure aud lovely thing
in are its ,ypcs-it wandereth abroad q
nnrcl-winrs--i socmcth source {
IN cver-dwclling bcauty--lt pa'nlcih III
u world with the rainbow. Woe to Ill
dreamer, when the illusion passet
away
> Gertrude was the only child of wca
Thy and devoted parents, and every u
diligence and qualification had bee
hers which riches and unboundcd allc
ton could bostow. Her disposlil'