Glasgow weekly times. (Glasgow, Mo.) 1848-1861, 1849-04-05

ing 10 see her again, drew from her
the fact of the engagement. l became
furiously angry: she was reserved, calm,
and proud. After about an hour, my
modification subsidng. | ptied the
victim. asked for some music. She
played two or tire airs on the piano;
Obi give back my heart again. and a
Ia,er song, which forget, but even
more exquisite and deeply moving. l
rose to take my leave. She extended
her hand, and then withdrew it. She
asked me to isit down. She wanted so
much 10 tell me something | sat
down. She turned away her face, and
said nothing for long time. Twas in
expressibly moved. At last she said.
with steadfast face but trembling tones,
i can't say it! We'd better part She
came toward me, holding out her hand.
| kissed it, still sitting; when, as if by
sudden and uncomfortable impulse, she
threw herself into my lap, her arms
round my neck, and her face on my
shoulder. She spoke not, wept not.
but was unnerved, unnamed. | cried
like child. A thousand feelings rush
ed upon me, melting, overwhelming.
Compassion for her distress; remorse
for something of insincerity, | might
almost say scoundreIIsm, on my part;
and sense of the value Of woman's
heart, and the sweets of domestic fell
city, TO me, il was probable, forever
lost. | eagerly proposed a runaway
match-any,hlng rather than she should
sacrifice herself to the "man.mountain.'
Her answer was a silent and repeated
pressure Of my lips with hers, and a
resting of her soft 'peachy' cheek on
mine A, last her better principles
came to her aid. She refused all pro.
pOsals. She had chosen wretchedness.
She was both bound and able 10 bear
it,. If she could not bear it, why then
she would die. That was ALL She
put on my finger a plain ring, request
ing me 10 wear ii till my death, which
| shall do. She refused mine, should
be in her thoughts too much, she said,
after her marriage, and she would wish
to deaden, not lreshen the remembrance
Suddenly there was a wild rowing light
in her eye. She pressed both hands OF
her thrubbing temples, whispering MY
GOD! MY euD! what shall ! doP | was
horror-s,ricken; for believed that rea.
son was Keeling on her throne. But
soon and most fortunatel y for her re,
lief and mine,
The tears gushed forth from her DER clouded
brain,
Like mountuin-mists, at length dissolved in
rain
Il spared no act Of endearment nor
f word Of consolation, ill the paroxism o
passion was over, and we shook fare
well hands, silently. A fortnight aflel
) | attended her wedding. was some
J what agitaled, and occasionally distrai
/ bat masked it very well. AS for The
E bride, she was exceedingly gay, tina
, most though, her a heartless or child
/ Ish thing, who had sold herself for gew
. gaws. and myself could almost hav
d sworn that the scene Of Two weeks ear
| ller IN the same apartment was piec,
!. Of consumate acting. She is now sc
!. The mother of four dumping boys. an,
u her beauty entirely broken. When
=. meet her, instead Of The quick sutiusIo
!. of Joy that once frightened her coun
c lenance and sparkied in her eyes, sh
II gives a cold and furlive 6 lance; instea
). of Oh! I'm SO glad 10 see you P
q il is How do you do, Mr.. p!
. Our friend should long ere this hav
!. taken The same means 10 bring abou
is foraelfulness of the past that the lad
is IN question did. But we quite desPal
5, OF hlm. For what dues he sayl Mari
h Inns; i have a prophetic knowledge
a knowledge to which experience ltse
L. could add no vlvidness, OF The miserabI
u fretiul, regrerfuI, wearIsome, wilhern
u barenness OF bachelors old age; an
/. existence 'loveless, Joyless, unendeared
y But when am disposed TO look dlscor
D. tenlcdIy al the present or the future,
y console myself with the reflection thu
lc am not in The region of henpeckdon
"a Nor am pesIered by infantlIe squal
il, ings, or fillal ingralflude, or family dl
nnn.EnrI or a snracen Ali hal l.