Herald of the times. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1849-1856, 1849-11-28

sweet voice, said
"'rhe consciousness Of doing Gods
will. In ever doing just what Tic
would have us do"
There was silence. The heart had
spoken; and quivering heart-strings
there were stirred.
Mrs. St. Lucas proposed leaving
Newport was SO dull and prosy. And
Not one was sorry. The fair Julie
had given them all 80 much trouble,
! from the domestic to the master. Rose
was to 90 with them in their expedlt-
ion, and Lillias-no, she refused,
though urged to do so by all but the
proud Southerner. How much Of
naughty heartlessnes. was there ; and,
perhaps, jealousy. Lillias plead her i'll
health. The journey would benefit it
and even the physician advised it. But
no she was steady in refusing her
mother would be SO lonely. Much as
inclination prompted, she dared not
Luis was disappointed. Was it that
he feared for the health Of his pale,
young sistcrl And Lord Claremontc,
how could she say to him nay, as again
and again he entreated her to be of
their party urged her with all the
eloquence he was master of; and it
was much. But she went not.
Weeks went by, and they returned
all but Lord Clarence. lie was going
to make the tour of the Lakes, but
would call at Newport ere he left for
his distant home.
Luis and lady stopped but few
days, ere they left for Europe. And
many time in coming months, was the
fame of the destinations and loveliness
Of that gifted Americans bride borne
back to the loving home he had left
Eut alas, they knew her not. Oh,
Luis, thine i, a wretched lot, brought
on by thysclf! Strange he had not
read her character clearer, so different
was she from him. And yet she made
hcrselflike him till her object VAS at
]
Luis's sweet dream was over. He
had grasped the ldeal--,he Real was
now before him.
Day after day, Rose was looking for
the return Of the handsome nobleman.
Yet not on her were his thoughts fxed
and she knew it. But still she wished,
yet dreaded TO meet him. Poor child!
Well may she shrink back in fear--
another dwells in his thoughts, lie
loves thee not nov. The pale beauty
the purity, re elegs0, simplicity, the
half-iorsaken LOOK, and melancholy mu-
s.c-s.rains Of the lonely Lilliu had at
trac:ed his attenticH-perhaps had won
his free heart. That were a noble
prize, blessing; wherever bestowed.
Would the gilt be gven-where'
Lord Claremonte had come back.
Weeks went by, aud still he fingered
at Newport.
IL have just received a letter from
Luis" be said, as he and Lillias were
alone.
Indeed p was all she could articu-
late and he went on.
81 know Of no one for whom feel
warmer friendship than for Mr. St.
Lucas. He is young man Of the f.
nest talents, and will win his way into
any society. lie ha, sense and judg-
ment rarely equalled. Yet l fear he is
unhappy, though he says it not, and in
Inmates 10 such thing. But one of his
temperament canaot b. happy with
vain, ambitious, selfish, hcavtless CO.
quettc. He has made 4 wrong, a
wrctched choice"
And this, sir, does not argue very
forcibly in favor of his intelligence and
discernment," the maiden rejoined,
with strange calmness.
Lord Clarence paused, and replied:
It may not seem so, surely. But
the peculiar attractions and feigned
PerIec,ions cf that too lovely girl daz-
Zled his sense, and bewildered his
brain. He does not love her, BIZ. will
ever treat her kindly. She has nothing
to fear, but he has much" :" and, in a
lower tone, added d" You are not the
sislcr-of Luis, | believe, Miss ST. Lu-
cas- w
IL am not SIR" and the long, dark
tresses hid the troubled lip and pal