The New era. [volume] ([Portsmouth, Va.]) 1845-1847, 1845-09-05

. 80! Claudine is Loves victim! The spoiler
perhaps, had desolatcd her heart and sopli "IIs
melancholy TO see blighied love in halls of state.
but deeper. much deeper is the grief when the
object is of the lowly. WIG, having not the means
to mingle in the worlds Sayetes, and seek CON.
ISOLATION in the thousand pleasures that are to be
purchased by those who afford to buy louk
Tor qualification only in the field and groves,
among birds and flowers and tnkling nils. where
III Nature stands revealed in Ler pure glory, and
whose voice makes the sad heart sadder, because
oil her own perfect purity against which the gross
ness OF the best of mortal clay shows vely
! was DESTROYS of knowing more of Claudine
but would not hear il from my hostess. could
not endure Ia hear human misery turned into
Jest, and the finest feelings of humanity ridicued
oy one who evidently never possessed them, and
was not able to appreciate them
In the course of the following day. rambled
| again about the spot where | had seen Claudne
But Claudine came not. My hopes were all i'm
Vain' and returned towards my inn. Within a
short distance Of the town. however, perceived
the girrs brother turn from narrow pathway
INTO tho road before me- hailed him. and the
little fellow run toward me- aud with tears in his
| eyes exclaimed, Oh sir, why did YOU po away
last night; we all wanted to thank you for what
you had done for poor Claudine''
8 Indeed. my little friend" said |, " my heart
is already rewarded for any service may have
!
Oh, very bad, sir, very bad We do not think
she Will ever rise from her bed again She can
take no nouTishment, and is very restless unless
our parents are al her side, blessing and forpiyinp
her, and suppliaating Heavens mercy!"
g She is unhappy, then?"
Oh, yes sir, all her illness was through M.
Frederic"
" And who is NJ. Frederic ?''
Oh, he is now the owner Of The estate our
cottage stands upon; but he was not so once :;
when his uncle lived he was plain Frederic and
every body says thai better lad never lived He
courted Claudne, sir''
g And having betrayed her, scorns her God
OF Heaven! what beings there are wearing thy
| likeness !'
When his uncle died." continued the bow.
g every body thought he would have married
! Claudlne. but he became acquainted with rich neo-
pie, and they drew him from our humble cottage
and then he lett The place, without even fare
well TO poor sister and now she is DYING
There was history in the boys few words,
! history oil honest unsuspecting love, and cruel
treachery Oh, that man can be so infamous as 10
blight the fairest of lfe's flowers, and turn the
warm and innocent heart into gloomy sepulchre
Gan there be hought-can there be feeing-can
| there be soul in him who thus makes the
heart desolae, and despairing2 The victim,
once innocent, and once happy, o'erpowered by
misery, yields her breath and dies and he, the
oeiIayer -her destroyer, fiourshes But with
Ell does his career lead him! Life is only span ;
and though the wicked triumph therein, their til
umph is but far moment--the reward of the
| sufferer is eternal
felt an inclination to see Claudine once more
| was anxious about her fate, and that she should
have proper attendance. As the boy repeated his
expression of sorrow that / had gone away SO sud
denly on the previous evening, promised him
that | would call again on the following day.
oh, will yon," said the little fellow. We
shall be so pleased to see you. And know il
will give CIaudine pleasure too"
ITO be concluded in our next.l