Baton-Rouge gazette. [volume] (Baton-Rouge, La.) 1819-1856, 1846-03-28
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he sports such a love ola moustache, and
his uniform IS 50 becoming Mortimer
(how nice il is to have a pretty first namc
Jack says that he was the tallest ca.
Diet ever on parade at West Point | wish
all men we're tall it Is certainly more
natural to look mp to them. | wish all men
We're soldiers, too; there is something so
terribly grand in the profession and uni.
form arc 50 beautiful in a ballroom. By
the way, can't you purchase one, Jack 7
10 be sure, cousin M~ortimcr's would SGT
on you like q suit of ~alderman's clothes on
your easel. Not that the lieutenant IL
corpulcnt-ho 10 admirably proportional
though large, a vey Mars.
Il agree with you, that "there Is no.
thing in the world so disagrecable az a
jealous woman, unless it be a prudish ono.
Now some people think it shocking for
me TO waltz with Mortimer, but | smile at
their old fashioned notions, and away we
wtirl am glad you are learning, II
will be quite convenient when cousin is
gone.
"Mortimer 10 O. splendid horse. imam, and
we have delightful excursions, a chevag.
You were always 80 fearful the horse
would run with me, or toss me over his
head, that it really made a pain of a ploas.
ure. Now, cousin pays me the compIi.
ment of trusting to my horse-womanship,
gets me mad, untamablS stuls, and teaches
me now and daring exploits. Why, the
other day we took a wild gallop, with our
hand close clasped
mortimer is very wealthy, and saya
That after he has been promoted 10 a gen.
eraiship, he shalt resign, and spend his
Iifo Irjtylng otium cum digaihate. That
sounds like Latin and means, | suppose, \
house in own, box 1t the opera, travelling,
and giving dinners and fefes. lie will BIO
in Philadelphia IN august, and It you call
on him and are civil, he my prove a pn.
iron, though he has no penchant for the
fine arts. Ihnpe you will take his portrait
a Ia miIttaire, for us; it will be g pleasure,
he Is so handsome.
Il believe with you, in thu sacredness
Of love. | keep our engagement a holy
secret. There ia not TO mo a more, rue.
fully ridiculous figure, than an obviously
engaged young lady, in the absence Of
: her beloved. She sits in company. with
folded hands md dreamy eyes-puts on
lady .abbess.look Of shocked prop ieiy when
asked to waltz, and shrtnks like a Memo.
81, from tho innocent kiss Of a br0iher--br
cousin. | believe my manners have been
free from this schooI-girlish gauchisse-
meat for to tell the truth, the gallant
Iieutenent has already laid siege TO nv
heart, with most so'dler-like impetuosity.
7 / know you will bo proud to hear your
faucee has nude so considerable a con.
, quest.
T "rho HOSES Are at the door.-Now for
! a ride ! Oh, there is moro music IN the
: tramp ing Of those hoofs that I could eve
: yet thnmp out of q piano. Good mOrnina,
; Jack, | kiss my hand . youE
: SOPHIE"
! 4 tolerabIe idea of mental chaos had
, Mr.. ]. Randolph Richmond, on reading
the ABOVE. He smiled, but it was "ghast-
: ly smlIe: in vain he tried 10 believe Sophie
, IN jest; jealousy obscured his perceptions,
: with a thick, green cloud. Kate was go
ing out for The evening, but he called her
> back, and pale and trembling, handed her
. the letter. The gypsy laughed over is, till
he threatened to send her TO The watch
> house; then gave it as her sage opinion
: that h o love was a true love, 4 sensible
: gnl, that knew how to take and give a
Joke; and left him, with the sister.y adv.
CO not 10 mako a fool of himself in his
, reply. How he prcitsd by It, ths follow.
ing will show
M dear, TOO dear Sophie-How could
you write so terrible Nine was a Joke,
, all a joke-Kate is my sister, my own sls-
: ter! But yours, cannot be mere pleasan.
try-you never deal in that; ben, ath the
; sparkling foam, is an under current of dark
meaning. Ii is as | have often feared. You
do not love me; you are lost TO me FORE
? yer! You must have seen that my letter
, was o jest, but were TOO happy Of an op.
: portunily to break those ties, which TO
! you are ifksome, but which bind me to
life; those vows plighted before heaven,
: beneath the eternal stars, Sophie | woatd
: 90 to you. but | dare not--:hs place by
l your side is for an other, far dearer. But
: three short months have passed, since in a
, deIirum Of rapture, | first called you mtne;
: and now, in an agony Of hopeless love, I
.. write you are free.
: : "Oh heaven, my heart is crushed. my
l brain whirIs [ fear | am i'll yet do not
: let that give you unhappinsss. May love,
! and Joy. and peace be around you, like
: the breath Of he blessed angels
j. r. r."
He wrote the above in absolute ear.
: nest, render, and 10 due time received the
! following
, "1fy dear RandolpA-What a nice "Con-
: edy OF Errors we nave been acting, TO 30
sure! There was but this difference-you
wrote in a lover-IIke way Of yor sister, while
was romaHeing altogether! ! have not.
never had cousin Mortimer, but as / manLL
7 facture him, 'regimentals'' and all, out of myI
own brain. took your letter as an unmili-
, gated hoax, and merely thought to give YOU
! "a Roland Tor an Oliver" So you see, love,
4 you have wasted an immense amount of Ro.
meo-lsh anguish and despair. Nor is that
the worst feature Of your lameBtable case.
You hare doubted me! Ia a rash mood, you
. have flung me back nv holy plighted faith, as
a thing of little worth. Now, indeed Is a no.
bic opportunity for me 10 display the lofty
spirit, the Unborn dignity Of woman, by proud.
: " accepting the ireed1m you offer. But, al
as there IS one provoking, little obstacle ii
the way. 1t happens, unfortunately, that
: love you:-that It has somehow become quite
a habit with me, to think Of you, and / am
not tragedy queen enough 10 punish myself
in being r~evenged on you. Come 10 US, and
y bring .'our Kate ! suI inpatient to meet
. my charming rival, and to haze one long, uni.
Z ted, glorious laugh over our romance u fol-