Herald of the times. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1849-1856, 1849-12-13
Aud she hates me Z Yes; ] see,
A future frausht with misery

claimed. as he sank on seat beside
her: "Mother in the name Of Heaven
why was not informed oi this bcfore1"
Mrs ST. Lucas looked surprised, but
composedly replied +: "what my son-
what has happened to thus disturb
your
"Enough-cnough Mother, have
almost cursed the hour Of my existence,
Wretch that have been Oh why do
You not tel me ! had murdered my
father by squandering his property
that had broken your heart that ]
had brought you to poverty and sorrow;
that had returned home a poor de-
pendant-a begger-living upon the
! bounty of-Lillias Good heavens
that should have thought of a mar
riage with her Oh, my mother, had
you told me, it would have saved me
much, her more ~
"Calm yourself, my child, l bescech
you. All i. doubtless. a. it should be.
But ! will answer your inquiries. II
was to spare your feelings that you
were left in ignorance Of all. Llilias
wished it, prayed, plead for it.
"Mother," and faint flush stole to
the speakers brow, and he spoke with
some difficulty: "Mo,her, ! had sup
posed my father worth large amount
of property. A few months since, re-
ceived a note Of. exchange, of some
hundreds, and thought, of course, it
came from this estate. The envelope
vas mailed from England ; and sup
posed it was sent by private convey
ance there. 1t is very strange"
"Lllias must have sent it," Mrs. ST,
Lucas replied, in low tone, "and her
lawyer, perhaps, transmitted II to you.
Oh, Luis, how little do you know of
Llllias To Inc she has been every
thing. Oh, my son, would you could
love her as l do--as she deserves to
be loved !"
"Molher, | do love her, idolize her
and it maddens me that | have made
/ her future wretchcd." And without
waiting to hear what Mrs. ST. Lucas
might further say, he repaired to his
wile's apartment. Meeting a domestic
at the door he inquired if Mrs. ST. Lu-
cas- was within. Lilias heard the words.
how strangely they sounded. They
struck Upon the throbbing heart-str.ngs,
and forced the pale blood to her brow.
Luis entered. His countcnancc was
wild and haggard. Lillias saw it. Oh,
how her heart yearncd to go TO him
to speak words of comfort, cf peace
to s1othe, to bless, to carcss To
bend his aching head, to her heart, and
breathe her love upon his lips.
But she might no, she feared
rcpulse. One hasty word to lica-
ven, and she stood by his side, in a
tone of distress
"What is the matter, Luis ! you are
so pale have you not eXertcd yourself
too much ," and she started from the
wild and wayering glance he lifted To
her, answering, as he grasped her hanI
and drew her on n seat beside him,
where he had sank half exhausted.
Sit down by me, Lillias, and | will
tell you and believe me when swear
| by Heaven that did not know till to-
day that you were the possesscr Of
thousands ; and a homeless; hapless,
| ptiable beggar."
I "What mean you-oh, what mean
you Luis, " the young wife asked with
visible trepidation.
/ Simply what ] have said. Lil-Oh!
liza. .hudder to think what have
done and oh, believe Inc when again
assert that was ignorant of all that
has transpired: that you were now
but no matter. And that though,
myself on my death bed too, and child
as ] was, would have feitered you TO
my memory /; but had | known all. it
would not have been done, though the
heart wthcrcd beneath the wish.-
Why life is still granted me know
not; 1t is no boon have ever ask kcd.-
And what sacrifice | have required
of you. it was all wrong; and you can
never know the agony returning health
has cost me. 1t is for you alone |
'huddcr. May God forgive what I
have done and help me to make every
reParatlon in my power. Aud know
OF but one way-to relieve you Of INV