Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1845-1854, 1846-02-04

careless observer still spoke of her as
one ofthat bright creation to whom sor.
row is unknown. To the world she
was all she had ever been; They knew
not that the worm was gnawing at her
heart. The bright cheek grew paler
day by day.
"Upon her face there was the tint Of grief,
The settled shadow of an inward strife;
| And the unquiet dropping of the eye,
As if the lid were charged with unshed tears"
But they saw none ofthis; the increas-
ing pallor was ascribed to late hours
and the effect of an unusually gay sea-
son. Change of air and quiet were
recommended as the surest means oi
renovating the faded roses. | took the
hint; change Of scene | felt might soothe
her wounded feelings, but knew her
too we'll to hope that any thing but time
could dispel the grief which lay heavy
at her heart.
In the course of few days and my
beloved charge were quietly domesti-
Gated in a beautiful cottage l had en-.
gagged for the ensuing summer months.
Ada had always expressed great de-
sire to visit the Lakes; l, therefore,
chose our house on the banks of the
beautiful and far-famed Windermere.
Time passed on, but to one lonely
heart it brought no healing on its wings.
Where was Mr.. Herbert! Engaged
in the vortex Of dissipation, did he even
remember the existence OF her whose
shadow he had been but few months
since? AS months passed by without
bringing any tidings Of him, | could see
that conviction of his falsehood was
gradual y stealing into the mind of my
poor child. She hitherto, so gentle,
now became restless and even irritable,
and certain bitterness of feeling per-
vaded all she said. Far better had she
not endeavored to smother in her own
breast the grief that preyed upon her;
had she allowed it to take its natural
course, induIged in the luxury Of tears.
| might not now have had 10 weep for
her; but, no! every feeling was repress.
ed. She knew her own purity, but she
also knew that blighted hopes and crush
ed affections were a theme for the sar,
casm of a hcartess world. None
should witness her sufferings, sh,
scorned 10 be an object Of compassion
but the mental struggle was too mucl
for that delicate frame; she wasted day
by day, and | became SO alarmed a
length that | resolved to leave England
and to bear her with me to the sunny
land Of Italy. l did not mention my
determination to her; but, as | should
naturally have some business to trans>
act before quitting my own country,
proposed Qhe autumn being now far
advanced) to return to Grosvenor st.
was delighted, though much sur.
prsed, to find how much more cheerful
and happy she appeared now that we
had returned to our old home. forgot
how much there was in association. In
the country there was nothing in com.
mon with him she loved; here, on the
contrary, every thing spoke to her
heart, ana recalled to her Imagination
the dream she had so fondly cherished
In short time he would return; she
would again be with him; he would ex.
plain away the past; hope was again
kindling at her heart; alas! few shor
hours, and the any fabric she had raiset
was dashed for ever to the earth!
The events of that fatal night ar,
too deeply engraven on my heart eve
to be obliterated. The evening bein
, chilly, we had closed the shutters,
bright fire was burning on the hearth,
was lying on the sofa, when Ada cam
TO my slde,- s
"We have been so busy to-day tha
, you have forgotten your paper. See
, it has not even been unfolded! Shall
read to you?"
= "Do, my child," | replied, II shall b.
! much obliged to you." She seatee
herself on low ottoman at my feet
i and commenced reading. She had con
tinued some time, when believing me
to have fallen asleep, she ceased. Fear
;; ing the exertion of reading aloud nigh
j. fatigue her, would not undeceive her
but remained with my eyes closed. Fol
few seconds | heard the rustling o
, the leaves, but suddenly she appeared
to find what she had been seeking; and
in an under tone, she proceeded to reat
the births, deaths, and marriages. Hav
ing concluded, she was about to la,
down the paper, when her eye fell o.
some paragraph which appeared to rive
her attention. A marriage in high life
and evidently unconscious of the bitter
} ness in store for her, she commence
|, reading
Tin Paris. on Thursday last, at the chapel
the British embassy, Arthur, eldest son of Henr
: Herbert, Esq, to Mary Ammo. only child of Il
late John Markham, Esq, of Ilerton Hall, Yorl
shire, and Markham Lodge in the county Of Ken