Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1845-1854, 1845-10-15

the lOrd OF Inc castle was absent, would
she approach. a5a sa~ !. }a@I
When they arrived, they were shown
from the grand entrance hall into an
elegant apartment, fitted up as lady's
boudoir.-Fountains, whose showers
of snow7wreathed spray, gave a deli
cious GOODNESS TO the air; exotics, of the
most beautiful forms and brilliant col.
ors; rare singing birds, of gorgeous
fplumage, books, on richly bound and
gllttering vellum; every thing in the
most splendid profusion, served TO
make it little paradise of luxury.
Before the entrance of those whom
they were to entertain, the Gipsey
took the lutte from Zaila's hand, and
sang the same piaintive melody that
won the heart of little Isodene, now hsr
child. Whilst she was singing, Zaila
seated herself upon an ottoman at her
feet, and with her hand upon her brow,
remained in deep thought. When the
song was finished, she looked up into
her mothers face.
'Mother,' said she, it must be a
strange fancy of mine, but there comes
upon my memory, like a vision of a
dream, the remembrance of a scene
like this; with a fond, and tender, and
beautiful being hanging over me, hum.
ming the very words which you have
just concluded. And her face was like
yours, dear Mother, only younger and
lovelier; there was tall, noble:looking
man, too, who ever had kind words
and smiles for you and me. Il is very
strange is it no,!' * =
pooh! child, it is only your romantic
dreamipgs; you must not; indulge in
thcm,' said the woman, but. her face
was pale and agitated. "a. ~
'But mother'-here Zaila WINS i1nter-
rupted by the entrance ofaf6vely girl,
a fitting occupant for the SPLENDID a.
partment which seemed her home.
Shall sing Of love and romance, fair
Iadyl said Zaila, running her finger
lightly over the lutte strings.
1T were the only subject worthy our
attention, for wars sounding themes
better beft ths llkfdier Nsex,' said the
lady, smiling.
And Zaia sang a ballad, entitled
'Lovc and Beauty in which she adroit-
l.y mingled a few compliments 10 the
listener.
With expressions of admiration at
the perfection of the singer in her art,
the lady drew ring from her finger
and placed it upon Zaila's, childisRIy
toying with the small hand which was
held out to her.
'Are you the wife of Count Leling.
ford, the lord OF this castle? said the
Gipsey, as they were about withdraw
ing.
This was said in a careless tone, but
there was wild anxiety in the look of
the speaker, that attracted the attention
Of the lady as she replied, that she was
only his neice.
The Gipsey moved away muttering,
mot yet, not yet, but the time shall
come'--and suddenly checking herself,
she turned with a forced smile to
the lady, apologising for her inquisit-
iveness. ..-... .......
A short time after this, as their en-
campment was fixed on the border of
a forest, Zaila took her lutte, to wander,
as was her wont, in search Of flowers.
attracted by the beauty of the scenery
she wandered on, needless of the dis
tance, till suddenly she emerged into a
scene of such wild Ioveiness, as chain
ed her spell-bound to the spot; On one
side, hugh mass of black, towering
rocks, rose up against the bright-blue
sky, and from their topmost heights
there dashed a roaring cateract, which,
leaping from crag to crag, whirled round
and round as it reached the bottom, DASH
ing the feathery spray high in the air,
and then glided smoothly on into the
bosom Of a silyry stream, which wound
through little glen, whose rich
turf was spotted with wild flowers
The bright sun, Whlcn was just peep
ing out from beneath a dark cloud in
the western horizon, threw his glitter
ing beams upon the rock, changing the
tumblIng waters and white spray into
a thousand varying tints Of rainbow
splendor. a.
But there was one object in that wide
and beautiful scene, that Zaila noticed
not. Concealed from sight by a huge
tree. stood a young courtier. attired as
a hunter, with his bow and arrow flung
upon the ground, and his faithful dog
lying at his feet. He, too, had been
admiring the landscape, but when. his
eye fell upon tho lovely Gipsey. all else
was forgotten. With hands clasped in
delight, and her red lips parted, she
stood, gazing upon the brilliant scene.
Her hat was off and hanging on her
arm, and her unconfned tresses floated
like a shadowy veil around her slight