The Davenport gazette. [volume] (Davenport, Scott Co., Iowa) 1841-185?, 1849-05-03

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eye sparklcd with the souls Gre, | have
withdrawn myself from their enchsnsment
to watch poor Lucy. flower soul was 20
bound up in soul, that the chord struck in
ono vibrated in the other, to produce the
music Of love, il wss Lucy's in her lovers.
But Lucy and gradually became e.
trsugod. There was another now to share
her walks, her love, her sorrows OF joys.
Hand 10 hand, | have caught them sitting
in my '.forest home"--srm 10 arm pesam-
bulating the garden walks-and once ]
we'll remember seeing their lips meet. !
was shocked-indeed, was quite angry
with Lucy. She was not an angel II last,
but earth clingiog to earth. Iavoided my
favorite walks, nv pretty flowers, and dear
"forest home," while my poor plsnss, for
saken myself, could not live on Lucy's
presence alone, though Harry might
They withered, and shrank within them
selves. And now ] noticed Lucy's brow
clouded. What could il mean? My heart
was vexed; yet no longer could ! speak to
her 40 old. felt il was not my sweet and
sad privilege to bury - formerly one half
my cousins SORROWS in my own heart. A
thousand times was on the point Of beg
ging q renewal Of the old confidence which
had marked our sis,erly intimacy but il a.
ways seemed too much like an intrusion on
griefs more deep and private thao any ]
had yet shared with mortal.
And all this time Harry was assuming
most whimsical ways. o. did wish him
all manner Of evil, till I thought Of Lucy
then for her sake prayed for his happiness.
] marked him meet her with a cold, stern
look, beneath which her mild, blue eye
sank A. IL she wcre guilty bcing-or saw
him quit her side IS IL ssung by ingratisude.
What has Lucy been doing wrong? asked
! TO myself Heaven forgive me the
thought-for much doubt whether Heav.
en- will ever he called on TO forgive her
wrong, wilfully committed on earth. And
have marked her hours Of silent grief, the
bitter flow Of tears, the self.reproach, the
uprisings Of pride that dashed away tho fall.
ing tear, and turned her features to marble.
My curiosity was excited, and all the feel.
ings of my nature were aroused. ] felt
quite convinced should die il the secret
were not soon discovered.
But now Harry talked Of going away.
Business called him, and he must start 90
Monday morning. and this was Friday
when he first, md At the iea-,nbIe, told 10
his decision. Mother urged him to remain
longer, acd fcebly seconded her, while
poor Lucy, pale aud fain,inq, could say
ne'er word, but playing lis,lcssly mo-
ment with her teaspoon, abruptly left the
table and the room. None Of ms we're a.
tonishcd, for mother knew ~ much as N.Y.
self Of the msster-indesd, she slwsys shar-
cd my secrets.
Your decision is sudden, said my moth
e4.
sAnd cruel said I.
And immoveablc,' responded he.
wait one week for my sake continued
nv mother.
'One day longer for Lucy's,' followed !.
MONDAY morning's mail coach for my
own replied he.
you are selfish exclaimed mother and
in breath.
so 10 the world said he, a. be picked up
his hat and walked away.
The mean. low spirited, heart-bearied
wretch cried !, bursting into tears u rage.
Something soft A. breath of wind touch
ed my shoulder. and tear dropped on my
cheek, rs throwing her arm around me, Lu-
cy murmured:
He il Nil that's good and kind, cousin
Lucy. ] exclaimed, hastily rising, i
pray Heaven may never love - you do,
IL thus the feeling allows ; man, or one
who should he man, to tyranize over the
heart, end receive only worship in return
Lucy was thundcrsisuck. She did not
reply. but gazed into my eyes for moment
with an expression have not yet forgot
ten, Then covering her face with her
thin. bIoodlcss hands, she appeared trying
to collect her thoughts. She withdrew
them, and eazed steadily with fired eyes
upon the floor, then turned, and without .
word disappeared. A few minutes after.
ward saw her walking With her lover in
tho garden.
'Moshsr, what means thisi' asked Per.
fectly bswildersd.
MY Child replied nv moshsr. % she
wiped her eyes, The will Of Heaven Be
done, and may that will project this moth
erIess girl
She lelt tho ronm. pondersd deeply.
| had spoken hasshly 70 my suffering cousin
On mere suspicion. Bitterly ! cried, and
then arose with new purpose.
III die, I'll find o0t--fos vill die posi-
lively il don's,' whispered 10 myself - ]
left the room.
This Was no idle curiosity, 10 loved
nv Cousin too much. co0cealsd myself
in The garden, listened - It ! wese doing |
worthy act. made some discoveries, accused |