Wisconsin tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1847-1854, 1849-02-23

0otu, growing up oy my side like lalr young
sister, the slight difference in our wears comic
not weaken the sisterly affection that grew ur
between US, indeed my own seniority, togeth-
er with kind and fearless courage 1 had
early acquired in battling with harsh world,
seemed to give me an elder sisters privilege
over the yonng creature whose province it
was TO neade, like lily flower, in the bosom
of those she loved. Y on would not have call
ed Amy beautiful, strictly speaking-for there
was no feature in her sweet, extremely child
like face, to deserve the term; yet very lovea-
/ bic was she with her calm blue eyes, and long
fair hair, clustering like golden tendrils around
her sunny brow; and the sweet music Of her
/ low, soft voice, too, falling on the ear in the
rich, exquisite tones / have never heard e
qualled IN any other woman. No.you would
not have called her beautiful, perhaps, but she
had pretty way Of clinging 10 those she
loved as if asking their proSection-a plead
ing, coufiding expression that would not fail
to win the heart, and often when we have sat
| together in the dim twilight, with the moon
beams falling around her fair young face, and
breaking through the long, dreamy lashes that
slept upon her cheek, or the sunlight that
toyed with her beautiful ringIets of bright
hair, giving them its own FURNISHED hue, !
have wondered if Raphael did not dream of
some such in his wondrous conception Of the
exquisite Madeira.
Amy was loving, quiet, dreamy girl, with
a soul gushing over with warm, beautiful pc
etry--one Of these calm and gentle beings
hose nature you would pass, life's great
thoroughfare as COLI and unimpassioned, nor
guess how warm the spirit lies beneath. A
single care had never crossed her sunny heart,
nor single tear lain heavy on her spirits
wings, when Amy tossed back joyous kiss
upon the starry years Of girIhood, aud Lnelt
to wear the beautiful yet heavy crown Of wo-
manhood. or course, Amy had her own
IDEAS Of love, as every girl in her ''teens, and
we WHO know her best, and love her most,
could not help smiling sometimes at the I
warmth Of expression and dep.h Of feeling
manifested by the usually, quiet, spiritless
girl.
Is Do not tell me Of second love, BEL she
would often say; ''that woman who has once
poured out the dew Of her heart can know no
after refreshing--no season when the inner
shrine shall be lii with tho lamp whose A-.r,e
burns bat once aad forever. Do not tell me /
that she who has learned by sweet experience
the bliss of loving
To such refined excess,
That though the heart would break with more,
It could not live with less
viii ever find a JOY in a second passion. In
tcIest. esteem, or respect, may compel her
to wed, but the heart, Bel, a true woman's
heart, knows not the meaning OF second
love"
But if the object prove unworthy, Amy
if we have cast all our freight Of love and /
hope and JOY in one frail barque, and it
has gone hopeIessly down-if all be a ship
wreck, cannot woman call back her love
and give it to another -
4 very little smile curled Any's lip, rs she
replied, 81 caurot tell, Bell only know to
me life could have but one dream-the first
bright dream of love! All, no no matter
how unworthy the object may prove in after
years, no woman can forget the man who first
learned her heart 10 thrill-who first awoke /
4 trembling music in her soul sweet as the |
harpings Of augels-ond though the voice thar
once brought the love-light to her eye
may grow harsh or cold, yet oh believe me,
though that heart break and witber amid the |
ashes of the past, no word or complaint viii
pass her lips, no muTnur escape hcr-.f thc |
dream is broken she viii not ask 70 slumber
again, she viii not pray for the white dew to
come back upon the withered leaves, because
it will forever have left the flowers ~
Amy Lees heart was a lovely BLOSSOM /
with all lis leaves folded, and so we could DO,
help wondering who would call its trembling
petals into l.fe-who would wake Loves mu- !
sic in her soul--to whom she would unlock
the bright casket. ard yield the warm jewel
within. Amy always turned coldly away to
the suffers who came wooing to the cottage,
or very innocently referred them to papa,
but some how old Squire Lee always settled
such matters with a peculiar smile, declaring
he could not spare Amy yet. And so eight
cen wears passed ou-golden years, to which
AMY Lee learned to look back upon through
the mist Of memory, as twilight stars in her
destiny.
Wei, at last there came, one bright sum
mer. a lover up to Willow Brook from the
city-a gay. poetic, reckless fellow, who, how
ever, soon became a great favorite in the vii
lage. He had 5een employed cn great law
case soon to take place, and he came up 10
/ Willow Brook TO investigate some Cd titles
/ in the possession OF Squire Lee. While law
yer Percy was bending with the Squire over
some dusty Volumes Of Lytileton upon Coke,
he caught glimpse Of a very pretty face al
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