American Republican and Baltimore daily clipper. [volume] (Baltimore, Md.) 1844-1846, 1846-03-04
, TF:On "The May Flower" for 1886
NETTE, THE EIRESS
OR, THE FORAGING PARTY.
TALE OF THE LAST WAR,
Bu j. II. Engrahan.

rALE OF THE LAST WAR.
By J. II. Ingraham.
Edward Ogilve was the youngest of five
ave brothers who served their country, both
the field and on the sea during the last war
heir mother was widow OF comfoitabe estate
Tho dwelt in pleasant homestead facing the wa
prs of Boston Bay. Large elms overshadowed
he roof, and broad fields interspersad with wood
snds extended away on the right, till they met
he fields and woodlands Of the property Of
squire Harwood, man of substantial wealth,
Who had an only daughter Of eighteen, who
gas belle and an heiress. The road from the
onestead Of Widow Ogilvio wound along the
aabeach, with hedge and green fields on one
de bordering 1t, and the white, sparkling
md, and blue waves on the 0 her. The dis
nee between the two mountains was little
sss than mile; and about half way between
PAS bridge Of stone, spanning small rlvu-
st, that had course Of half dozen miles
rom the interior.
1t was about an hour before sunset, near the
close of the war, in the month of October, that
Edward Ogilvie was crossing this bridge on his
way 20 visit Annette Harwood, the beauty and
Beiress; for the charms of the rustic belle had
Taken captive the young Students heart, and
livery evening for the last month he had dlrec-
! ed his walk in the direction of her abode
Edward was in his twentieth year, of good fl
cure, of a pleasing but somewhat diffident ad-
Dress, and with that calm, meditative aspect
peculiar to students; for such was this young
nan. Annette was not loved without giving
Rer heart in return but the Squire, although
le had observed with apparent indifference this
mutual attachment, had a mind of his own
our nj eSfi In hn
themselves.
Edward had got upon the bridge, where he
sed to linger for a few moments as he crossed,
watch the flowing sea rush through the arch
bp the creek, and gaze upon its expanse of wa
ers, or from the opposite side Of the bridge
contemplate the dark inlet, as it lost itself amid
exchanging trees in a dell where stood mill
belonging equally to the two manors.
Edward had paused a moment on the bridge
o watch the effect of the purple light of the
western sky reflected upon It's notified bosom,
ghen his eyes were arrested by sail in the
bling He continued TO watch it for few
moments; and then went on his way, fiom
ime to time glancing seward to admire the
stately and slow motion of its trackless pass
Age over the oceau. As he came near the
dwelling of Squire Harwood, he discovered
that her course was towards the land; but see
ing Annette on the piazza he forget the ves-
vol to hasten to her. The meeting was more
like that Of brother and sister than that of To-
sers; that is, it was affection, frank, and free
kIom restraint.
"We shall have lovely evening to walk,
The sunset will be so pleasant" said Annette,
whom we would stop to describe, if our pen
could do Justice to her beauty. evil, how
ever, say that the color Of her eyes was deep
sea-blue, and they sparkled like waves glano-
Ing in the sunlight; her lips had doubtless once
been pair of cherries, stolen from Cupid, to
make her mouth the prettest mouth magma
bic. Her smile was sunshine, her form sylph-
| like and blooming with youth, her voice full OF
music, and every motion as graceful as a
= fawn's. She was good-humored, intelligent
and suitably grave, and was Just the maiden to
ensnare student like Edward Ogilvie.
"Yes, Annette, the air is rich with golden
tnts and soft as June evening. Suppose we
ramble towards the village, and listen to the
martial music of the soldiers as they march
| from the ground2"
81 should like it of all things. My fathel
says our company, the Blues, made the fines
show of any on parade, to-day"
ale was at the review, them"
eyes, and acted as ma ior or colonel, be
,ioyes AT any rate, he has Just come home
on horseback, in full uniform, with sword b.
mis- side, and looks as brave, tell him, as
crusading knight. He told me to hold my lit
! lie tongue, ard so ha We for full minute"
"And the longest time you ever held 1t
'Netty," sad the Squire, coming out Of tn
house, his chaEeau in his hand and his sWor,
unbelted and beneath his arm. "Ah, Edward
good evening, man. Fine day we have ha,
for the general muster?"
Eyes, sir. Are the troops dismissed YETI"