The mountain sentinel. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1844-1853, 1849-05-24

| They stood on the broad aud beautiful
landing, and ere the bell was touched, the
door was opened by domestic, whose
dress bespoke the gentleman's servant
And they entered the hall, with It's marble
| floor and stairways; with carvings and
mouldings of the most elegant and elabo-
rate workmanship.
! The whole countenance of the servant
| lighted up with animation as he ushered
them in, but he did not speak, he only
bowed respectfully. Clinton smiled, and
held out his hand, which the other warm
ly grasped IN silence, and then fastened
on to open the doors of the saloon.
Catharine was startled by the beautiful
brilliancy OF every ything around her, it
seemed so like enchan,ment. And vet she
was reared in ease and opulence, was ac-
customed to every luxury-in early life
had moved in the first circles, but she had
never seen aught like this. The finishing
, and furnishing seemed designed by the
same exquisite taste. Rare and faultess
was everything on which the eye could
rest. And there was that silent and sub
dued splendor that universally pleases; the
pure and delicate refinement that enchains
the attention; that careless concealed mag
niicence on every side that bewiiders the
senses and facinates the fancy. But where
was Lawrence!
He came not to greet the guests he had
invited. Perhaps he had gone out
Clinton did not enquire for him, but led
his bride to costly seat with golden gild
ings, and then rang the bell. A servant
girl entered genteely dressed, with glad
hal f,1l of,
head, and took away Catherine stravelling
ha5iliments, yet purposely fingered in 50
doing to gaze for moment on the fair
bride. Clinton soon left apartment.-
| Catharine heard the sound of many voice
IN the distance, and it seemed like the
mingled welcome of servants on the return
of loved and long absent master. And
then she heard her husband speaking in a
low voice, near the door, as if giving di-
rections, which he soon after entered, and
carefully closed.
Catharine lifted her eyes from the cost
ly charm around her as he came in, with
slight flush on his pale che *, and deep
er brilliancy, and melting tenderness IN
his dark and dangerous eye, and seating
himself beside her spoke, and his low rich
voice was ever music strain.
DO you not think that the owner of all
this cold and costly splendour, would en-
JOY himself better did he but marry some
good and gentle girl, on whom he might
place his hearts highest and hottest afec-
uons, IN whom he could trust, to whom he
could look for devoson, whom he could
love and live for, AMI worship, forever
say, my Catharine, do you not think so?'
Yet he might not think thus Catha-
rine responded, egading a direct reply.
'And L have sometimes thought -pur-
sued the husband-'that your gay cousin,
Miss Emerson, looked not win an eve of
indifference on him who was the Ion at
the Springs
The far girl sighed as she replied
And would not any preference she might
have evinced, or felt, be wholly lost on that
fastideous favorite of fortune
Clinton hesitated-mused-a then re-
turned
'On Laurence CORTLAND | think it
would. He will never regard the fair Ala
In any other light than as friend-or-.
He would be glad TO court her among the
many lovely links of friendship in lifes
choice chain. But, my own Catharine,'
and he drew her hand within his pale and
tremulous fingers, and bent his facinating
eye on hers, Bat, do you not think you
would be happier amid all this wealth, and
luxurialce and magnifi cence YOU see here,
than the lonely occupant Of a-mechanic's
cottage!'
20. no, no. no. the gentle girl answer
ed with sudden energy; mot for the world
would be mistress OF mansion like this
Courtland smiled, and in playful tone
returned:
Then you are not very ambitious per-
ceive.'
The warm blood struggled to the cheek
of Catharine as she answered family, fall
teringly, while her face was bent from his
burning, searching eye: And yet | am
ambitious TO deserve, TO retain, to make
happy, to bless the noble heart hope |
have won.
MAY God In mercy grant that La,c-
renee COurttaiad; may be ever deserving
the high and holy heart of the fair and
faultless being, that the humble, despised
mechanic hath sought and Obtained And
the speakers lip quivered as he bent it to
the beautiful brow of his wife, and his
sweet and startling voice was hushed there
on. Catharine felt shock through her
whole frame. The truth struck on every
throb, and springing to her feet, as II to
escape from thought, from destiny, from