Carroll free press. [volume] (Carrollton [Ohio]) 1834-1861, 1848-05-19
TERMS OF ADVERTISING.
FRANK sTEWART.
BY wALDRoN wADDELL.
CHAPTER /.

aua splendor upon a waking world, while the
heavy mists Of The enighi roedup the mountains
brow and vanished away from the sight, like
mondays dream. Nature was throwing aside
her gorgeous pumes-lhe hills were stripped Of
their verdani robes-and the valies were strew.
ed with the wilhered relics Of the variegated
beauties Of summer; but the birds had not yet
fed from the chilling blast, for a thousand voic-
es were pouring forth their enivening melody
from the trees, adding new zest and beauty to the
ushering day.
Il was on such a morning that Frank Stewart
arose, much refreshed in the body. from the ia
Iigue attending long aud tedious journey, 10 in
hale the freshness Of the pure air. He had the
evening previous arrived at the retired country
seat Of his uncle. wealthy bachelor, in cOmpi-
ance with an invitation received by Frank TO
spend there the days of his college vacation
Had there not been a dark-eyed maiden residing
near his uncle's mansion, he would not, perhaps,
have accepted the invitation quite so readily.
Davis Stewart was a bachelor-but lei il not
be supposed, however, that his heart was unsus.
cepIible Of the refined attributes Of our nature,
or stranger to the influenced of wOman's charms;
for he had deeply felt the blighting power OF
love unreciprocated and it was TO Quell the ri.
sing flame in his bosom, that he had, while yet
youth, made the firm resolution to exclude
himself forever from the society Of the fair.
The son Of poor parents, he was bred me-
chanic, and his unfortunate attachment being
formed with the daughter Of wealthy states.
man, it could not reasonably be supposed that il
would meet the approval Of her parents; but the
eye of the lover sees no obstacles in his way;
and il opposing barriers rise Unexpectedly, he
breaks them down by one mighty effort, or falls
victim Of the returning shock. He had, it is
true, loved deeply; and though wounded indeed
was his heart, yet it was his pride, aye, his lofty
pride, that felt far more senSibly the calling shaft.
He left his country for foreign clme,-y ears
passed ,-and upon his return, the wheel of fer.
tune had rolled him to an eminence from which
he could view with contempt those who we're
once his superors. His feelings Of resentment
we're sated, hisheart still acknowledged the infu-
ence oflove; utpride yetremained the conqueror,
His only brother, by close and unremiued ex-
ertiOn in the business Of his profession, had al
length settled upon himself secure indepen-
dency. He was the father Of two children
Frank, who was by two years the senior of his
sister Mary, herself just entering upon that stage
on which lovely woman is destined TO act but q
hasly part.
At the age of nineteen, Frank found himse
nearly through with his college studies, and safe
ly arrived at his uncle's residence, where he was
TO spend The last vacation pre- vious TO receiving
his degree.
Two years had passed since he, a rambler a
mong these same sweet scenes, had accidental
ly met and formed an acquaintance with Henri
eta Hasey, young lady of seventeen, whose
sedate and melancholy appearance could never
lessen the fascinating charm that fingered in he
eye, or intrude upon the cheerful smile that evel
crowned her love inspiring lip. Her 6nely moul
ded form, which modern stays had never wrest
ed from the hand of nature, might well have
been selected as perfect mould for the sculp
tor. Hers was natural beauty; and the sym
metry of the FORM perfect y accorded with Iht
intellectually of the soul.
The acquaintance between Frank and Henri
eta, though formed under peculiar circumStan
css, was not such as is easily forgotten. During
hisformer visit, his happest moments were those
which he spent in her society; and his dreary
absence had been shortened by the frequent re-
cepiion of letters from her, in answer to his own
But, as yet, Frank had never spoken of loue; fol
though he was sensible that she had made last
ing impression upon his heart, still he did no
dream that il was captured. The present visit
however, confirmed the willing truth; he was, HI
felt, he loved; how fondly, the sequel will prove
II was towards the close Of lovely day, III,
last which Frank was to spend in the village
previous to his departure for college, when h.
unconscously found himself wandering toward
the cottage residence Of Henrietta. His min,
was dwelling upon the hasty moments he hat
recently spent with her, who had already becom
his very existence; while, at the same time, h
felt withering pain, as the hour approached il
which he was to take his departure. Although
his prolonged intimacy with Henrietta, had Civ
en- him many opportunities of revealing to he
his feelings, he had, as yet, never breathed hi
stale of love;' he knew that she was not insen
sible 10 him, for he could read her affection il
those looks, whose language is more forcibl
than words; and a hundred times when seate,
by her side, had he secretly formed The resolu
tion "to wreak his thoughts upon expression,
but as often had that resolution been Shaken.-
"But now," thoughthe, ,"the barrier must, it shal
be surmounted; and why should hesitatel he
love for me lcannot doubt; nay, her very action
betray it; with the rising sun leave, and once
and this once only, will substantially test the o.
refuted constancy of woman: trust her love-
if she but prove rue-" and he passed the gate
Henrietta met him at the door, and the smil
with which she accompanied the welcoming hant
caused his heart to throb more violently than
had before. She complied with his invitation t
spend an hour with him in walking, and arm i
arm, they eisurely strolled towards the neigh
boring forest. Already had they reached III
suburbs Of the grove, and scarcely word ha
passed between them. Henrietta was the fir,
10 break silence:
"You seem more than usually melancholy
Frank" observed she, "indeed, you are not ha
as sociabe as you were the day before yeste
day, when we were walking"
81 do, confess, feel somewhat sad this ever
inn hut Won know. Miss Halsev. this is o,,r l..