Wisconsin tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1847-1854, 1849-02-23

Errors he has-the errors of gay young
men--none are more free TO confess than hifH
sell, but oh would not my true love win him
back He believes there is a beautiful rese-
and ruin. and moral death win him to ;:e |
great and good and glorious p
Alny's face was beautiful as she stood plea [
ding for the man whose feet were now treIQ- /
bling on tue precipce- but Sou r Lee shoak /
bis head sadly as he replied
. If you cannot man before marriage
Amy, nust me, you cannot after. II wo-
man has not inference enough over lover 10
snve him. believe me she cannot hope to wsn
a husband from the error of his way. Loak
calmly in tie future, my child, and see if yeu,
deIicately nurtured as you have been, are
prepared to brave The storm that Will gntier
around you as the vile of Percy, have
learned from those who know hin best, tEat
his present career is one which gives EARNEST
of a wretched future--the sad prelude tn II
gloomy after-p play. Brilliant, highly gifted.
and man Of the world, he has been wooed
and caressed by that world until he is rois5n
ed with its witching breath with the Imfst-.
uosity of an impulsive nature he now devGtes
every energy to win You, bat once won, ;he.
charm will be br.gen, and he will early a:ea-e
ry otthe helpless thing who bartered the no
iy ties of domestic love for his sake Toozia-
ring to be foiled, and too proud to be baff.ed.
he has thrown web around you that .yif
yet entangie you in its heavy meshes Fl IS.
for your own happiness that l severe.'
Amy-it is to save you from ifetim- o,
misery, my daughter, that desire yos &c:
meet more -
wild light for just one moment sptlrg.
to Amy's eyes-clear and proud, and .su !:
premely scorn(ul-but IT quickly died out.
and her voice was very low, and sad, w:leIt
she held up her slender hand, and revealed Il,
her father circlet Of gold cleaning uponzhef
transparent finger.
when Harry Percy bound this ring ups
on my hand, father, promised, in the s.gh.
of Heaven, while lived would love NJ o.:
Their. in life to wear this gem for his sakea-il,
death you will bury it upon my hand, -aH1:
tell him have been true"
Almost had Amy touched the golden chord:
for the old mans voice was low and bro:lera
and for the first time in many ye.rs teaIs
dlmmed his eyes--he spoke at last, in q. Ia !:
by voice +
Indeed, indeed. it cannot be, Amy:
cannot give my consent TO let you wed his
man -
Then I will we'd no othern' said Amy
firmly but mournfully. :
Every yeslige of color fed from her quivs
erng lip, and she would have fallen had no.
the old man caught her IN hisarns, and wits:
pered these blessed words
= Be it SO, then, Amy, be it so-I cannct
80 20, L,,s-ss heior my very sIgnt victim to
the grief that is wearing out your lie-t.,
happy once more"
The next moment Amy's face was buried
in his bosom, tears q joy were filling Ike raEa
drops upon his warm heart, and like q" gla.i
bird she seemed TO seek 10 dearer. nestIiug
place than there.
Poor Amy !-the color soon came baek TO
her cheek, for with her warm letter to Percy
came once more the presence of the mas fer
whom she had forfeited all the sweet tits IF
household love.
And SO can you wonder that with smiles
and tears we village girls bound The olanee
flowers around her brow-that blessings ard
prayers followed the gnl bride to her. new
home
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