The Davenport gazette. [volume] (Davenport, Scott Co., Iowa) 1841-185?, 1848-03-02


loved aud trusted as your brother. is tn,
next great git, could receive and prize.
walter, snid Florence, looking ut hin
earnestly. but with changing face, 'wha'
is that which is duo to me, and must bt
rcLicrcd TO me, at the sacrifice Of all this !?
Respect, said Walter, in q low tone
Reverence
The color dawned in her face. and she
timidly aud though,iully Withdrew bel
hand; still looking at him with unaba,et
carnestness.
4 have not brothers right said Wa!
ter. q have no, brothers claim. ! lei
q child. find woman
The color ovcrspread her face. She
nude gesture as if or cntrcaty that be
would say no more, and her face droppet
upon her hands.
They were both silent for a time; she
weeping.
Il owe il to heart so trusting, pure and
good said Walter, .cven to ,cnr myself
from il, though ] rend my own. How dare
say il is my sisters
She was weeping still.
If you had been happy; surrounded ms
you should be by loving aud admirinc
friends, and by all that makes the station
you were born 10 euviable,' said Walter
and il YOU had called me brother, then. in
your ofiectionatc remembrance oi the past,
| could hnvo answered 10 the name from
my distant place, with no inward assurance
that ] wrongcd Your spo,less truth by doing
So. But herc--and now
'Oh thank you, thank you, Walter! For
give my having wrongcd YOU so much.
had no one TO advise mc. am quite
alonc.'
'Florencce said Walter, pnssionately, Il
am hurried on to say, what thought, but n
few moments ago. nothing could have for
ccl from my lips. iii had been prosper
ous-if had any means Or hope OF being
one day able TO restore YOU To n station
near your own would have told You that
there was one name you might bcstow up
on nc-n right above all others, 10 pro,ec,
and cherish you--that was worthy Of in
nothing but tho love aud honor that bore
YOU, aud in my whole hear, being yoats
| would have told you that j, wns the ONLY
claim that you could give me to defend and
guard You, which ! dare accept and dare as
sert-bu, that il had that right. would
regard il as trust so priceless, that the
undivided truth aud fcrvor Of my life would
poorly acknowledge its WORTH
The head was still bent down, the tcars
still! falling, aud the bosom swelling with
its sobs.
.Dear Florence? Dearest Florcnce!-
whom called SO in my thoughts, before
could consider how prcsumptuous and wild
it was. One last time let me call You b,
your own dear namc, and touch this gentle
hand in token Of Your sistcrly furgcitulncss
Of wha, have said
She raised her head. and spoke 10 hin
with such solemn sweetness in her eye.
with such calm, bright, placid smile
shining on him through her tears--wi,l
such low, soft tremb!c ia her frame an,
voice; that the inncrmost chords Of hi.
henrt were touched, aud his sight was din
rs he listened.
NO, Walter ! cannot forget il. wouI.
no, forget il, for tho world. Are you-ars
you very poorY
4 nm but wandcrer, said Walter, ina
king voyages 10 live, across the sea. Tim
is my calling now
Arc you soon going away again, Wal
ier?'
Very soon.'
She sat locking at him for moment
then timidly put her trembling hand in his
IL you will take me for Your wife, Wal
ter, | will love you dearly. IT you will le
mo 60 with you, Walter, ! will go 10 th'
worlds cnd without fear. can give VI
nothing for you-l hive nothing to resign
aud no one to forsake; but I'LL my love an
life shall be devoted TO yon, aud with ,ny
last breath | will breathe your name /,
God il have sense nild mcmcry lci,.'
lie caught her TO his heart aud laid he
cheek against his own, and now, no NOR
repulscd, no more forlorn, she wcpt indeed
upon the breast Of her dear lover.
Blessed Sunday Bells, ringing so tran
gully in their entranccd and happy ears
Blessed Sunday peace and quiet, harmoni
zing with the ca!mness in their souls, an,
making holy air around them! B!cssc'
twilight stealing on, and shading her s.
sooshingly aud grayely, as she falls nsleep
like hushcd child, upon the bosom she Ian
clung To-!
Oh! load Of love md .russf,lncss tina
lies 90 lightly there! Aye, look down q,
the closed eyes, Walter, with a proud,
tender gaze; for 10 all the wide world the,
seek but thee now-oOly thee!
The world has come loug since 10 regar'
secrets according to their truo value
There are no secrets hut those not worl'
keeping, in this world; and the whole idc
Of keeping secrets il q sort Of mysler.