The Hillsborough recorder. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1820-1879, 1846-07-30

= n me- = chimes iiai hal N .anised sish
i. nsen0ns, whsfrssr they mieh. BE-.
= were only FemsmbeFsd alters ards b.
! ~ power d sssocisisan witch Inked
j sns pesuliar rsdehse anh a shnuell. >
6rthl. msmnE,s ~ sisa nnmepi
w3re his att ngiaa had bern reused bE
sos expression Of pleasure or sdair. i'm
i'm le satelest yniee lie hid ever heani--
.hsoise n Ilelsn 'flaters. IL ia no.
~ boa,Jing-schon gI'ls and youths n
i Or teets ell Young. tar he mu-I hare
sehrd fiss or six aid lhn'y; and. sc
le0sing - sneh high authority, he had
passed The 'geu ~ Toinanre aud Ills rapshi
'lisof sudden lave. aud y'i. in those
- h0brs he drsuk - De plY Of the
dfaghi ~ ever lid mortal man. A sirange
-. swiul youth had checked sRsi instn
bisk tie tide IL emotions VIII ch helOngeL
tots eas CHI; only Iiar i m'gh, swsiluow
wiz tie clncenfaIed might II lofisr
seianfnl. schsslenFd tenderness. aud re-
slfanfd passion. lie wouid-eIe half
'haiiIme had expiseJ-hsre psr,lied lie
- iHys touched her " g'0ved hand. or 10
!hasi cares.ed the light ri"glri HEB ais,-
ed.lom iimr io isme het oud her bonnet :
/ lseemsd. too. tllal fortune wss 10 favor
him Tor lriends came up. aud addressed
Ms cunningham by name; mutual intro.
1deinOs eliciled thai ol llslen. lie had
but o ihllow them u their door; aud nsw
he hew who size was, and where sic
iivet. Thi. he did ui,h wcndeIfsi csim-
mess People always are calm on really
tgres OCCASIONS; except. indeed. people
who are themselves too small ever t.
max, or understand them.
Mell--lhe pigmy ois.,ulescape through
the en'snglu 9 meshes which Fac wesses
cor mankind. into The ou,er vnid Of mere
animal existence: they are The strong oil
heart and quick nf sense v no are retained
to play goat parts in rha struggle OF life
and The war 0f the passions. And ye'.
AMI yet. oh mystery Of humanity : who
thar has suffered t'eeply, has no. felt that
10 me deepest depths OF anguish ,htre il
pulse which yibrsirs not viii pain
Ferbly, and rather a. ths first faint pro
mise Of future joy, tan the flicker oil
a0iexPirIng power. but still 70 console,
9Th to whisrer, Peace, pesce; better
thus. Than mt to feel!"
Sd felt William JohnsOn-far BY that
common name -musi@ The STRANGER be
raacs, whed that strong man wrthed -,
silent, lonely agony on the q ,or OF The
gorgeous apartment Of which he was mas
ter.
Life is either one long chapter Of ac-
cidenls. or there is no such thing as az
accident in the world Three days Of
ter ards The stranger Of the cnncerEruom
was formally introduced IN Helen Travers
a, the house of mutu,l friend. Three
mohs from that day lie, US lI'ten to their
Words they hid been belro'hed TOT
weeks. The scene was drawing-room
in an antique country house. Both were
tue guests or Mr.. and MIS-. Cunningham
IL have but one care, William. one
sorrow in the world" exclaimed Helen.
pressing the hand which had f.adly elias.
ped hers between both her own" oh, witv
this mystery. why, why this concestment!
You are fee TO do as you will, and s."
am /; though good, and generous. and
true; and rlch," che added with sml!s;
" as you are, my family, YOU well know,
would receive you with open armsF
"Fhe time is come; be se,ted," he re-
pied in a tremnous voice, aud releasing
his hand with gesture that might have
been, but was not, nAslaken for GOODNESS.
And while Helen sank on a nelghbInng
couch, he leaned his arm Tor s"ppo', Oh The
opposite side of The manel piece. HIS
counienance was 'pale as ashes. but his
voice grew more steady as he preee-ded.
The first time saw y0u," he con.
sinped, ~ heard you say J on could more
readily forgive the one gtes' fault OF l,te,
Than hablusl me anness Of character. |
have twosins to confess ere would wed
you--as I might do, aud you never, ne
yer know then; Won see il ! am my own
accu.er, also IN lie the NJ ST OF my VIZ
tues; therefore do | rake some credit Tor
enforcing secre>y til had summoned
strength Tor The confession. For 1t you
reject me, and sorrow in the act. tbeIle, c
you would rather not take the cold world
INTO your confidence. And ye', Helen,
il there be solaee in revealing what tell
you, be free as air 10 do so Il you will.
Life would be 50 worthless. The betrysl
of my secret would be bu' as as feather,
weighed sgains, the sweet thought oil as
susg,ng your sorrow,
You brighten mt" mnrmuEed Helen
srusghOg with emotion.
in mercy" he exclaimed. ." MOI tears,
-ye,. lwlll be brief. Ole ofmy sins has
been wooing yru, with the dark know
ledge inmy breast tina, crime OF my early
life, and us consequences, might well oe
considered an insupersble obstacle 10 ON
union. Oh forgive me this-th's s'leasl.
aud he flung himself on his kness before
her, and buried his face IN her garments.
What terror is to come! Qnick-
qnlck;in pity tell me-"
mo: forgive aie this last fault itst.'
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