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VOLUME Il--NUMBER 50.

And when the parting hand Is gwen, perhaps 10
be clasped no more, can the lonely one relolcei
We have met, as thousands have met before JUS
- TO part; and before another autumn shall gild
these hills, you, the chosen Of another, may be
happy, whilst shall be forgotten"
'.Neverl" exclaimed Henrietta, as they seat
ed themselves by brook in the IhickesI par Of
the forest, "neverl and yet, what would avail
the recollection Of these moments, unless to
plunge with deeper anguish, Ihe thorn that must
rankle in our hearts!"
"Whatl" wildly exclaimed Frank, "musi l.
but yet-you are aware Of my attachment, my
devoledness,-you know can but love, not a
pulse that thrills my frame, not thought or
wish Of this bosom but is yours-wholly yours;
my huppiness-nay. my existence, is 10 your
| gift. Speak, say that my love is reciprocaled,
and the fnndesi anticPaiions Of my boysh fan
cy are even more than realized. Say not the
ranking Ihorns of dlsappoinImeni-"
Frank, Frank" and the maiden covered
her face with her snowy hand, while the tears
gushed from her eyes, 10 relieve feuered spir-
its woe.
"speak-suy on, deuresti do you, can you
love met"
"Oh! could could, Frank, bui-oh, Godl
and has it come to his?-no! it must not be-
Never, never can make you so unhappy"
! Then, as if suddenly recoIlecting herself, she
rose up, calmly, aud gazed, fearless, and even
sternly, into his face, whilst she emPhatically
added
Frank Steward this hour must be the last
that shall witness us together. Too long have
suffered my affection TO rest upon one, whose
bearing and birth are too proud, ever 10 allow
him 10 claim the simple Henrietta as his own:
and bitterly, even now, do feel the pang of in.
discretion. Why have permitted myself to
indulge in so vain a dreaml Why have | not
discovered, until 100 late, that Fortune had sin
gled me, an object upon which TO besow her
coolest frownsl Weak and simple as | am, yet
! am too proud ever to yield my hand TO one
who, though he may prize it as the dearest boon
from Heaven, cannot but be the object Of calum-
ny and scorn, as its possessor; and it is with the
deepest anguish that would tear assunder those
tender fbres, which have unconsciously been
twined so closely around our hearts; for ac-
knowledge it, Stewart, | have loved you. i do
love you with all woman's trust and (ondness,
but say not that the tie is indissoluble; nay,
would destroy it. even as | would crush poi
sonous reptile; but not an hour, or a year, will
effect this--it will be the siege OF an ogej the
sacrifice of life Of wretchedness!"
She paused; Frank would have replied, but a
bursting sob prohibited the utterance Of speech
j Transitory moment! within its narrow scope
, were gathered every hope of bliss-reveries-
their realization, shadows, disappointment, wo,
every color with which the mind Of youth hat
iinged The luture-the summary of whole ex
isence! Such doom he had not expected; how
then, could he receive i'll He yet would strive
"Henrieua! hear me"
The sharp crack of rife, accompanied by Q
hearty laugh, but few feet from them, inter.
rupted him; small bird, bleeding and futter'
ing, dropped between them. In an instant, Frank
was on his feet.
"Who thus intrudesl"
"A friend!"
And the hunter approached; but his mirth had
subsded, and he stood before them as the her
aid Of melancholy, as one bowed down by sor'
row and disappointment.
"Lovers, ha! we'll; there is a curious delight
in loving; too have drank of the chaIce, ever
to the dregs-and they were gall! Young man
remember there is u thorn implanted beneath
the bloom of the fairest rose. Maiden, beware
remember this huuering bird; fain would it rise
but the aim was too true; remember" AnoIh
er, a wilder laugh, re echoed through the for
eSt-and the mysterious intruder hadgone!
at is poor maniac, at least so supposed,
said Henrietta, ''about month since he frs
made appearance in our village, and from thu
dress, handsome features, and singular witness
has excited the wonder Of all whom he wa
lhwared; he seems to gain his subsistence b,
his rife; no one knows his place Of abode, o
! name, for he will reveal nothing.
Sand his prophecy"
"Was probably the offspring Of a frenzied i'm
agination: it can surely bode no ILL.
, "But there was that in his deep voice, whicl
fell heavy on my soul, like the cold clods of tn
grave"
Stewart leaned his head upon his hand
mysterious omen," thought he, "but why shoul
yield with womanish fear to the rawlings OF
mad man! but then; no, it shall not assume
mystery; | will crush the remembrance for
cannot be-" he muttered audibly.
"No, it cannot, must not be-" said Henrietta
mistaking his thoughts, for the presentments o
his love.
, Again she wept: Frank was lost in reverie
again she rose, and was fearless and calm.
Farewell, Frank, you must see me no more
, yet, would not that you should entirely forge
, me, but when in after years, your brow shall b
decked 0y wreath of love, bright as its giver
! when with your affinanced, you shall be ligh
: and joyous; with your welded, happy; o! then
twill not mar your bliss; let one wanderin,
thought concentrate this glade, and dwell upol
the love of the young, indiscreet, and despair
(, ing Henrietta"
= Buried in tears, Stewart raised his eyes; bu
she had fed.
a CHAPTER II.
twas evening of glorious day. The SUI
was just dipping his golden pinions in the west
ern wave; seemingly descending to enlghte
. the dark and lonely caverns of the deep. Beau
y ty dMelt in the calm which brooded over the 8