Southport telegraph. [volume] (Southport, W.T. [i.e. Kenosha, Wis.]) 1840-1850, 1850-03-22
VOL. X-NO. 80.
JULFA,S RIVAL.
From nreaEas and Rsrertes Of a oniet Mn

CharlC had been absent two DAYS. Poor julia
Dad been wishing and wishing for him. His wei
! known step sounds in the entry the door opened
and she met him with heightened color in htl
cheek, and her blue eyes flashing from beneath
their long lashes with sparkles of unwonted plea
sure. Shall | mention particulars? 1t is scarcely
necessary. He whe cannot imagine how warm
hearted young wife, in the honey moon, would
meet her idol after an absence oftwo whole DAYS.
is no reader for me.
"Oh!" she exclaimed; after the first transport
had little subsidized j am glad you have returned,
| dear Charles! was afraid you might not come
that You were sick, or some accident had occurred.
But here you are. And now, have you had q
| pleasant time? and how do they all do? and whom
! did you see! and"
"Charles stopped her mouth.
"Ies, here am, safe and sound and full of
news, but you huddle question after question with
such volubility, that shall never get chance to
answer them, and your mouth here wide open to
ask don, know how many more"
''Well then,' answered she, tlnging herself in
to an attitude of attention, and folding her arms
like judge upon abanch--'there, am dumb and
! ready to listen to the news-i won't speak an
other word till you have done
And with considerable apparent difficulty she
closed her lips.
Now then said Charles, mark me-
Il WILL said Julia.
well, them continued her husband, laughing
'in the first place, they are all well; in the next
have had very pleasant time; and lastly, !
have seen old Mr.. Peterson, and aunt Sarah, and
Mr.. and Mrs. Vanderdyke and little Bob, Henry,
and Maria
and this enquired Julia. is the news you
are to tell and these are all you saw?
% ID i. F,,
from it, Julia | have met one more-one most
beautiful, bewitching being more--tte very
counterpart OF Venus. Such complexion--such
rlnglets, long and glossy--and cheeks-roses and
lilies are nothing to them! There is nothing
in all nature sweeter than her lps-and her eyes
are bright daggers that no man should rashly
encounter. They were SOFT melting, liquid,
heavenly blue-full of the light of intellect and
tremulous, every beam of them, with tender
ness that makes the heart ache
You are only testing with me- said Julia en-
deavoring, bat in vain, 10 check the change thai
came over her face, the shadow of cloud
fits across stream. This is some stupid Dutch
beauty, and you can scarcely describe her with
out laughing. Come now, tell the truth
you may believe or not, just as you please,
said Charles, but assure you the whole account
is as rue as the whole account is as true as the
ry is delicious
Julia was sensitive and artless She loved
her husband with that deep tenderness which
knew all the thrill OF loves hopes and fears
Her heart was like a goblet filled TO the brim,
whose contents tremhed and overlooked when
shaken ever so lightly. There was, therefore,
in these enthusiastic praises Of another some
thing strange and even cruel. She could not
believe that he was serious; and even struggir
to keep down her rising emtion, she listened to
him in in SILENCE as he ratified on.
trrest. Old Mr.. Peterson introduced me to her,
after having previously limited that before was
married, she had regarded me with more than
common cOmplacency.
Charles -
"Well, we met addressed her by name -
she said nothing--but, oh those eyes OF hers
were fixed on me with gaze that reached into
the innermost recesses of my heart and seemed
to touch all those chords of feeling which nature
had strung for JOY. Wherever | went, found
her eyes still turned towards me, and an arch
smile just played around her saucy lips. and
spoke of all the fine fancies and halt-hidden
meanings that women will often look, but not
always trust to the clumsy vehicle of words /
could restrain myself no longer--but forgetting
all but those heavenly lips, approached and"
Poor Julia! she thought she heard the knel of
her young dreams. The hue of her cheek, and
the sparkle of her azure eye, were gone long BE-
fore, and he painted in such glowing colors the
picture of his feelings, her lip quvered, and tears
swelled up and dimmed the blue light other eyes,
beautiful as day.
81 will never speak to you again, Charles.
sobbed she, If this be true"
at is true" he exclaimed, only not hafke
the reality. 1t was your own picture, my sweet
girl that kissed again and again"
She looked at him moment, and buried her
wet eyes in his BOSOM As she lifted her head
and shaking back the clustering ringlets that fell
around her brow, displayed her face smiling
her waist, and-but | am at the end of my sheet.