The examiner. [volume] (Louisville, Ky.) 1847-1849, 1849-09-29
Beautiful sketch.

The following beautiful and touching
sketch We copy from the Journal Of Com.
merce:
have wOrshi7ed blue eyes, and there is
no radiance so heavenly as that which
CLEANS from them. But black are more
bewildering; and when a shadow Of melan-
choly falls over tie forehead, it soflens
their beauty while it does not dim them.
II you will 60 with me now
10 glen in the highlands, and a willow
shaded nook, | will point out to you tie
very spot where years ago there stood a
rude bench, on which many times have
seen the fair girl | now write of, sitting, and
BY which | once saw her kneelng. The
cottage under the hill is occupied by stran.
gers, and its broad hall and large rooms now
ring to the laughter Of those that knew no,
her whose gentle spirit haunts their very
chambers.
She was as beautiful as a dream. Never
was holieT forehead shaded by raven tresses:
never were tresses so glorious as those. If
| tell you that loved Sarah D, you
will call me an enthusiast, and ascribe my
admiration TO my passion. did love her.
but only as boy worships a being very
lar above him. | used to lie at her feet
on the grass, and gaze into her face, and
watch the play Of her exquisite features. Ii
was there learned first how high. and
pure, and worshiplul, humanity may be.
She was young and beautiful What
need to add that she was loved. Surely |
need not add that she loved, for such as she
live on affection, and die for lack Of it. Her
father devoted bis fortune and bis life TO
her, and she was heiress TO large estate.
As might be expected, she had numberless
sUitors Of every rank and variety. cannot
now remember all Of them, although then
kept the run OF them toleraby well. But.
OF all, there were only two that appeared TO
have any prospect of success; and the vii.
lage gossips were occupied in discussing
their relative chances.
Frank K was the gayest, best-heart-
ed fellow in the world, and had YOU seen
him on his horse by the side of Sarah D.
you would have said be was made for her.
so wild was his laugh, and so Joyous her
response. Yet had you been behind the
closed shutter of the window in the front
Of the large white house on the hill, as they
rode by, and had you there watched the
compressed lip, the broad, calm forehead,
the pale face and the speaking eye of Jo-
seph S, as he saw them passing, you
would have pray ed to God that that fair
girl might belong to that noble man, even
as |, a boy then prayed.
God has answered my prayers. When
the long way was travelled over, and the
rugged and difficult steep surmounted-
when her fairy foot was pressed on the rock
at the summit Of the hill Of life, and her
eyes gazed into the deep blue sky with |
longing gaze, there, even there, beyond the
blue. his outstretched arms received her, and
his embrace was Heaven!
Go preach to blocks and stones. We who
believe that love is Of clay! Go preach to
the dead, ye who deny the Immortality of
the affections GO reason with trees. or
hills, or images Of wood, or with your own
motionless, lifeless, icy souls, ye WHO be.
lieve that, because there is no marrying
yonder, there shall be no embracing, or be.
cause we may not use the gentle words INV
WIFE, we may not clasp these sanctifed
forms in your own holy arms tell YOU.
man, that Immortality would be a glorious
cheat, If with our clay died all our FIRST AZ.
iecuons. tell you that humiliation would i