Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1845-1854, 1845-10-29

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OF every place, and she is noted for re-
IJectlng every one--they accuse her Of
possessing neither ambition or heart
Young Smiley bored me for an hour
this morning with her peerless charms
and accomplishments" "gva9 syf
But George did not find himself so
Ebored>when he met with Miss Nor.
ton. He found her indeed beautiful
and accomplished, but at the same
time there was an air Of frank cordiaIi-
|Ify inlher greeting that made him forget
sheswas a belle and stranger. Her
bright eye danced most rogdefshiy as
she returned his ccremonious saIu-
tation, and noticed his uncle's gratified
look. = "oI.ssa 5'' s,.2eah'Eas sfa'i ar
He was soon her favored attendant.
She rode, drove, danced and waItzed
constantly with him, until every one
pronounced il match, George was
deeply facinated with her, but at the
same time felt keen remcrse for his
bad faith 10 Ally, and feeling of dis.
satisfaction would come over him
when he caught himselfcontrasting this
high bred, beautiful creature with the
owly Ally Ray. ~, .-.,g ~
81 could never love but once," said
the belle one evening in brilliant cir.
Gle, as one talked of love, and first and
second loves. "a fig for your second
loves--there is no such thing as second
love-" and she extended her hand TO
George, with a strange look ofmingIed
confidence and mischief combined, as
the band struck up a waltz--his brain
whirled as her soft breath played on
his cheek during the bewitching meas
ure of the music-.he scarcely knew how
he moved. 81 will tell her ALL" he mur>
INJURED to himself-"she may refuse me,
but still she shall know that there can
be wild, devoted, sec ond love-" And
he told her all the next morning as she
was arranging some new flowers the
gardiner had brought for her tiny con-
servalory. George dwelt on the for.
vency Of his love for Ally--he des.
cribed with manly sincerity her girl.
ish beauty, and confessed nobly his
deep affection for even her memory
the maiden blushed, and tears trembled
in her bright eyes as he dwelt on the
sad years after they parted.
"But why did you not write TO her?
said she, in low tones, as she bent over
a fragrant plant.
81 did, over and again, but in utter
desperation, for knew not even where
she lived" ...a. r
"She never received your letters"
said Miss Morton, turning toward him
--he gazed at her wildly--"George!
Georgep whispered she, as she drew
from her brest the little locket, sand
have you not recognized your little
AIly?" y 1I@. 4o f@ asi8 -
It was indeed sweet Ally Ray. But
we will leave our hero and heroine to
enjoy their delirium Of love, while we
explain In sober language how the lit.
tie, Ally Ray was thus metamorphosed
into the brilliant Mary Norton
Her uncle had become distinguished
man. The Eastern and Northern
States send many such men as Eldred
Morton out into the far west, to seek
their fortunes, and the habits of sell
dependence they are easily taught,
make them strong in the strife and
struggle for life. Ally Rays name
at her christening had been Mary Alice.
Uncle EIdred loved better to call her
Mary, for the only daughter he ever
had, and who died in her childhood,
had been named Mary, after Alicc's
mother, his only sister. Many forgot
at last that Ally was not his daughter,
and the old man wished that the world
should think her his child. Through his
indulgence and care, she had every op-
portunity OF education. Keen natural
abilities, united to the earnest desire Of
fitting herself as an equal bride for
George when they should meet, accom-
plished much; and at 6ve-and-twenly
the brilliant belle Mary Morton would
never have been taken for the modest,
gentle little Ally Ray. Life has many
such changes. reader. so EMMA.
tA,g3E TIT - = = ------ -. s'au'
The Harry ,G1RL.-Ay, she is a
happy girl! we know it by her fresh
looks and sbuoyant spirits. Day in and