Spirit of the age. [volume] (Woodstock, Vt.) 1845-1913, 1845-07-31

you owe your mother
Il know that il is not child am ad-
dressing, Catherine, but young woman
possessed Of discretion and feeling; and
one that has ever been dutiful daughter
| WILL therefore, Immediately breach the
subject that have so much at heart A
few mornings since, | called on Mrs Mic.
OILS, the Aunt of Mr. Roberts, who insist
ed upon my going with her to see his
splendid mansion, in Broadway. wish
you could only have taken a peep al
what beheld: you would have been per
lecty charmed, No expense has been
spared 1t is furnished in almost prince
Iy style. Why, Catharine!' said her
mother, Il do believe you are going to
sleep
Excuse me, dear Mamma, replied Cath
crime, who had accidentally yawned, 4
will be more attentive.
well, do, said Mrs Flemming, 'for |
want to give you description of the room
he has been furnishing for his wife,
His wife! exclaimed Catharne, de-
Iightedly, who was now wide awake, when
is he to be married?'
Whenever the young lady, l now ad.
dress, sees fit to fix the day, Mr. Roberts
has again requested me to say, that, once
more, he lays himself and his wealth at
your feet
well, now, replied Catherine, to be
serious, Mamma, want you to remember
that the wealth and splendor of the man
sion you speak OF, have not a single charm
for me. 1t is not, am confident, half as
pleasant as my own dear home And the
room fitted up for the bride ofMr Roberts,
| would not take in exchange for my own,
that you pronounced so delightful when
you entered, and utterly decline the hon
or of seeing so old man at my feet. You
will, therefore, have the kindness to bear
him my last and final refusal
Not at all daunted by this reply, Mrs F.
continued her remarks by saying,
you ought not Catharine TO be fastid-
eous about the age of Mr. Roberts, for
you know, ifyou should not happen to
love him very much and he should die
you would inherit his immense wealth;
then you might marry some more favored
suitor.'
Mamma, replied Catharine, you have
ever found me dutful and willing to sac
rliice my own inclnations to your happi-
ness, but The sacrifice you now ask is be-
yond my power to make. | am bound by
ties that death alone can sever to Francis
Davenport. Through veal, and through
woe orr destinies are united
Stop this wild rhapsody this instant,
Catherine said Mrs Flemmng. You
have no right to make VOWS at your age,
without the knowledge and consent Of
your parents TO any man, much less to one
who is not able to place you in a situation
equal to that you occupy in your fathers
house. | utterly forbid your considering
the vows binding that you have made has
tiy and without considerations
The vows you speak Of, dear mamma,
wsre neither made hastily nor inconsider-
ateIy,but only ratified an affection that has
grown with my growth and strengthened
with my years, aud which | have never
known, until within few hours, you dis
approved Of
well, now you know it, and it is not
too late TO crafty your mother. | forbid
your seeing Francis Davenport, either at
my house or the house of any one else
Your father, as well as myself wishes you
Immediately to prepare for your nuptials
with Mr. Roberts,
MY father! | thought he possessed
too noble, too generous soul to sacrifice
his daughter
Mrs Flcmming now saw that she had
gone too far, and that her deception might
be discovered; she resolved as last resort,
to try and ahec, her daughters heart by a
confession of her guilt and imprudence.
She therefore remarked,
Your father has not exactly requested
you toprepare for union with Mr. Rob-
erts, but | think it would give him pleas
ure, and it is the only hope your wretched
mother has of retaining his affections or
place in his family. am utterly ruined,
and undone, involved in debt without the
means of extrcating myself, and the last
and only hope that has for three months
lit my paths your union with Mr. Roberts;
as she said this she burst into tears. III
have sinned beyond forgiveness, and with
out conceament, | am undone. Marry