Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1845-1854, 1849-10-22

said Clara. -
| %, yes! certainly. have no obiec.
tions,' replied Ellen, blushing al her own
earneslness ...s.<4,
There was pause in the dance, and
| Elen's friend introduced her 10 Mr.. Gala
mar, the Philadelphia lawyer.
Had Ellen Sumner looked steadily into
the face of Mr.. Callahan, she would have
observed thereonsa singularsex expression
high prde,an 5unmitIgnled seorn. But this
passed ui5ho,iced. That night The heart OF
I Ellen confessed. an emotion it had never
tfelt previously, aud her sleeping thoughts
we're ot'tho sfegan. Catlafnarss i She slr,ss
him again and gain, and ber first impress
ions ripened into an inextinguishab!e pass
ion. She found now it was too late, that
her happiness was no longer in her own
keeping, She was happy only when in
the society of the accomplished lawyer. Ii
appeared thai the latter was not Indifferent
10 the charms of Ellen, for at the end Of
mouth he proposed, but his voice had n
strange sound, and his lips such smile as
might arise from an emotion far different
from that which he at ,h7t moment profess.
ed. There was something like ste1nness
and contempt upon his visnge when he look
upon the averted face OF Ellen, but when
she raised her fair heud, and gazed trusting
ly, lovingly, into his eyes, it was gone, ,and
he stood there calu, and smiling.
We hardly need say that Mr. Callamar
was not rejected. and that Ellen was happy
ELLEN, he said TO her, one day, you
have charming face. and fine figure. 1
dare say you have had many lovers -
Come, confess it, .f.s
'Ah! Mr.. CaIlamar,' replied Ellen, play
fally. si7
mo evasion, Ellen-how many lovers
have you bad9'
= 'Thal really don't know. Some per-
sons have been foolish enough TO say they
loved me-
Very good; but have not done with
you yet. How many OF those who were
iooish.enough to say that they loved you,
do you really believe felt the soft emotion
which they prolessed?' 81
Mot more than one or TWO, / should
think replied Ellen, by no. means displeas-
ed with the opportunity Of showing she had
had her copquests. '' ''''' ~}9
Then no more than two ofsall your ad.
mirers might have5trnly loved youl'
perhaps not more than ONE Of the two L
mentionel,a Nh. Callatneg,
= sAmong your score Of snitors-fpr yon
.AaNalaadJ. se.issAink
il very possible Tint you have hadF but one
LOVER. Dare fla ter myselftha 1 am
that happy person?' and Mr.. Callamar
bowed and smiled
''rhe DARE is for ME, Mr.. Calamar, not
for yoy. dare not flatter myself that YOU
are real lover for such fa,tery would
make me too happy, but it was not to you
| referred, when spoke of but one true
lover. 1t was 10 person us unlike your
self, as it is for one human being to be un-
like another
'Ah, indeed! Who was this extraordina.
ry indiv,dual?' saii Callamnr, carelessly.
'Why, nobody but a country clown-a
mere clod-hopper, replied Ellen, with
toss olthe head.
"A clod hopper! Is it possible, Miss
Sumner, that clod-hopper could be so
presumpluous as TO love YOU. His assu.
rance was unparalleled. Pray what became
Of HING continued Callahan, in the same
Indifferent tone, though his eyes seemed to
flash with fire in their sockets.
'That is mystery replied Ellen.
How n mystery, Ellen?'
'Hc suddenly disappeared, and no person
knew what end he made
you nstonish me, Miss Sumner! What
did conjecture say Of his mysterious disap.
pearance!
"A thousand things--,hat love had driv.
en- him away, that some person or persons
had murdered him, and concealed the body:
or that he was accidentally drowned in the
neighboring stream
sWell, and what said You2' and Gala
mar fixed his piercing eye steadily upon
the half averted face Of Ellen Sumner.
'ME? Why, said he had killed himself
like fool;' and Callamar heard low
laugh indicative Of contempt, and his brow
contracted until the deep frowns thereon
were rigid as iron.
sAnd did you weep for the fate Of the
clod- chopper, Ellen?' and Callamar this
time appeared 10 speak with an effort.
i weep for the poor FOOL, far from it,
sWere there not moments, or was there
not moment,A SINGLE MOMENT when you
HEGRETTED you had not returned his love
and SAVED HlM!'
As Callamar spoke, the veins on his FORE
head swelled up like knotsed whip.cords.-
Had Ellen Sumner looked upon his fea-
lures then, she would have shrieked at the
sight of his silent agony.
'Never for single moment did regret
nv refusal and since | have seen YOU, and
heard the dear words yot have spoken, |
am a thousand times glad that George
Dantforth went his way
The blood forsook the face of Callamar-
the knotted veins went down, and left a
paleness gbastly white; but he was calm,
stern even in his expression. 1t might have
been that shade of pity mingled for an in
slant with the sternness of his looks, and
that a momentary moisture to the eye; but
both passed away quicker than they came.
Before Callamar left Ellen Sumner, the we'd
ding day was named. We shall not dwell
upon the interval that elapsed before the
wedding night. Wealth, beauty and FASH
ion were there. Each determined to make
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