Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1847-01-22


where they had spent the frs, evening in This
beautiful cottage, consecrated to their youth.
ful loves. The same calm, clear moonliph,
locked in through the %ircllis. The vine then
planted had now a luxuriant growth and
many a time had Edward fondly twined lis
sacred blossoms with the glossy %ringIcts Of
her raven hair. TIN rush Of mrincry allnos,
overpnwprcd POOR Resale; and Edw ard fell
too much oppressed and ashamed TO break
the long, deep silence. At length, in words
scarcely audible. Rosalip said, .'Tell me. dear
Edward. are you to be married next week y,
He cropped her hand, as if a rifle ball had
struck him; and it was not until after lonr
hesilaiion, that he began to make some replv
about the necessity Of circumstances. MiIdlv.
but earnestly, the poor girl begged him 10
spare apologies. II was enough that he no
%lonccr loved her, aud that they must bid fare.
well. Trusting 10 the yielding tenderness of
her character, he vtuinrcd in the most sno,h.
inc accents, to suggest that as he still loved
her better than all the world, she would eyer
be his real wife, and they might see each
other frequently. lie was not prepared for
the storm If Indignant emotion his " ords OK.
cited. Hers was Il passion TOO absorbing 10
admit OF partnership; and her spirit WAS too
lure TO form a selfish league with crime.
At length this painful interview came 10
an end. They stood together by the Gothic
rate, where they had so often met and part
ed in the moonlight. Old rCmemhrancps
melted their souls. Farewell, dearest Ed
warl." said Resale. Give me a pattlpr
kiss" Her voice was choked for utlerance,
and the tears flowed freely. as she bent her
lips toward him. He folded her c"nyulsivr-
ly in his arms, and imprinted IA long, imras-
stoned kiss on that mouth, which had never
spoken to him but in love and blessing.
With effort like a death-pang, She at length
raised her head from his lravlng bosom, and
turning from him with bitter sobS. she said,
..It is our last. To meet thus is henceforth
crime. God bless YOU. would not have
You so miserable as am. Farewell. A
last f. rewrll." ''Ilie instr" exclaimed he,
with a wild shrek. sob God, Resale, do
not say thai :" and covering his face with his
hands, lie wept like a child.
Recovering f,om his emotion, he found
himself alone. The moon locked down upon
him mild, but very sorrow tut; rs the Mladon-
ma srems 10 gaze on her wnrshirping chill
dren. bowed down with Consciousness Of sin.
AT that moment he would have given worlds
10 have disrngl ged himself from Charlotte;
hui he had gone so far, that blame, disgrace.
and durls with angry relatives, would row
attend any effort to obtain his freedom. Oh.
how the moonlight oppressed him with its
friendly sadness! 1t was like the pldiniive
eye of his fursaken onr-l like The music OF
sOTrJw echoed from an unseen world.
Long and earnestly he g zpd nj that dwell
ing, where he had 81 long known earth's pu-
rest { 'retaste of heavenly bliss. Slowly he
walked away; then tnrucd again TO look on
that charmed spot. The nesting place OF his
young affections. lie caught ID glimpse of
Rosalic, weeping beside ID magnolia, which
commanded "a Iorg view Of the path leading
to the public road. lie would have sprung
toward her. but she darted from him, and en-
tered the cottage. That graceful figure, weep
ing in the moonlight, haunted him for years.
1t stood before is closing eyes. and greeted
him with the morning dawn.
Poor Charlnile had she Known all, what
n drtary lot would hers have been; hut for
iunately. she could not miss the impaSsioned
tenderness she had never experienced aud
Edward was The more careful in his kindness,
h, cause lie was deficient in love. Ouce or
~ ice she heard him murnur, 'dear ROsalie,'
in his sleep; hut The play iul charge she
brought WAS pIayiuliy alSw red. and the in
cideIt gave her 10 rra! une lsinesS. The
summer after their marriage, she proposed a
residence at Sand Hills; little aware what Il
whiTlW ind OF emotion she eXclird in her hus-
bands heart. The reasons he gave for reject
ing the proposition appeared satisfactory. but
she could not quite understand why he was
never willing iliartheirafle drives should
be in the dir ction Of those pleasant rural res
licences, which she had heard him praise so
much. One day, as their haroucile rolled
along a winding road Tint skirtpd Sand Hills,
her attention was suddenly attracted by two
/ figures among the trees by the way-side. and
, touching Edwards arm, she exclaimed, "Do
! look al that beautiful child" He turned
and SAW Resale and Niriia. His lips ouiv.
= cred, and his face became deadly pale. His
, young wife looked at him inirntly. but said
nothing. There were points of resemblance
in the child that seemed TO account for his
= sudden emotion. Suspicion was awakened.
5 and she soon learned that the mother of that
Y lovely girl bore the name of RosaIie; with
S this information came recollections of the
r 'dear Rosalie," murmurpd in uneasy SUM
bers. From gossiping tongues she soon
learned more than she wished 10 know. She
: wept, but not as poor Resale had done. for
she never had loved, and been beloved. like
] her; and her nature was more proud. Hence.
forth Il change came over her FEELING and her
manners; and Edward had no further orca-
: sion To assume "A tenderness in return fl hers.
Changed as he was by ambition, he felt the
T winiry chill of her polite proprirty. and some.
e times in agony Of heart, compard it with tho
gushing love of her who was INDEED his 1t IL.
Bul these, and all his emotions. were a
g sealed book TO Rnsalip. of which she could
only guess The coItrnis. With rrmittapcoe
o for her and her child's support. there Some,
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tunes e. NE rarnrsi plradings that she wouId
g consent Ia see him again but these she new.
fr answered 'h"ngh her heart yearned Il
do so. She piried his far young bride an,
j. would not he tempted to bring sorrow int
her household by any fault of hers JIa,
earnest prayer WAS that she mi!ht meyer Lnnu
OF her existence. She had not locked IN EJ,
ward since she watched him under the sL,J
ow of the magnolia, until his birourh, nassa,
her in her Tambles some moutbs ~ q,