The mountain sentinel. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1844-1853, 1850-03-21

But the sentence remains even yet un
finished, for at that moment they met thei
| friends, who took them home with them
| to discuss the subject of the party.
| The next evening came, and with If &
gay and smiling throng of village lads and
tlasses, gathered within the neat and taste
| full parlors of the Harveys. Many bright
| eyed and dimpled checked maiden, with
| an eye more brilliant and cheek more
dimpling and rosy, was presented to the
stately and elegant Mr.. Herwood. but his
restless glance found not the face it sought
and the music tones of the beautiful un-
known met not his ear. At length the
buzz of many greetings and welcomings,
and words of admiration, reached him from
the adjoining apartments, and in moment
the one he had so impatiently awaited, -
glided into the room, smiling and blushing
and saying gay things in reply TO the fiat
terry addressed to her. She did not for a
moment observe Leslie, and he had full
leisure to crafty his wonder and admira-
ton at her exceeding grace and loveliness.
A dress of snowy muslin fell In dropping
folds around her form. which was of the
most exquisite roundness and symmetry.
meath a fall Of shadowy lace, looped up
with white roses, and her dim pling shoul
ders seemed laughing at the tresses which
kissed them. A wreath of lilies seemed
to confine her redundant brown curls, but
they were not used to restraint, and had
stolen in graceful confusion upon her slen-
der neck and waist. Notwithstanding
her laughing gayety, there was an express
sion of spiritual purity upon her white
brow, and ever and anon a soft shadow in
her deep violet eyes. She was just max
ing some careless repartee to the remark of
gay gallant, whenher eye caught the car
nest and admiring gaze OF the proud stran-
ger. The dropping fringes swept down
quickly over her crimsonjng .cheek, and
then those large eloquent eyes were raised
to his with timid, inquiring look. That
blush and glance-how should he under
stand them! The thrill of long silent
chord in his heart answered him. Ad
vancing with bright smile, he held cut
his hand. -s-s-37 sA".a'-a' a7
..Lillie Lelfordl 1t it possible!"
s.Quite possible, Mr.. Howard; none 9TH
er than little Lille, whom you gallanly
rescued from a home amid the mermaids,
on the borders ofthe Atlantic. -
"Ah! suppose you would have been
very glad to have reigned queen of the rev.
els in coral palaces; but proPhesIed that
to reign the fair sovereign of one warm
heart would better CRAFTY your taste. Was
/ right?" sanakiiesd drew her hand through
his arm and led outupon the evine-trellissed
and star-lighted portieo. aid lat. .ssa
Eo- IL ch Of L
Lelford's eye grew deeper and DREAMER,
and the laugh seldom came from her quiet
lip; and when it did, its tones were so low
and sweet, and half sad, it was like the /
tinkling of silver bells rung at a fairy s fu- 1
neral. Then there was such soft, sub j
dued light slumbering all over her beauti-
full features; and it even seemed as if the
rich golden brown curls fell over her shoul-
ders Unless wild and careless redundancy
than was her wont. Lille was no longer
a child-her young heart had thrilled to
the music of words of love, and its strings
now vibrated to the touch of deep, holy
mexpressible feeling, till even her fair
foot pressed the earth with more thought
ful step. e-is szse oGu .sg5[ 1sE %
The summer fled by, and Leslie Her
WOOu anu MS SlSteE aud were COulpelleu
to return to their city home. 7-'' '.''''
i''Do not weep, Lillie," he said, as he
baae farewell to his betrothed, "the months
will soon flee by, and by Christmas. you
must be ready to return with me to my
home as my bride. Ada wishes to write
to you and you must answer her letters
Do not weep-we shall soon be happy"
and the sorrowing girl was left to wait
patiently for the time when she should
see him again. m r. =,
Thrown once more among the life and
gayety Of the city, for a time Leslie
scarcely thought of any one but his dis
tant love; but by-and.by her sensitive heart
was panied by receiving shorter and col
der and less frequent letters. Christmas
came, and the lonely girl sat in her cham
Der with throbbing brow and bosom
tortured to agony. No word no lover!
Where was Leslie Herwood9 At the
feet of his old love, Clara Merrill. Strange
hat he could forget the young, pure and
beautiful Lille, for that cold,
iisdainful, but brilliant creature, with her
;cornful eyes and smileless lips. Oh! it
was such a CHANGE, and men love variety
So while one heart was silently breaking,
another was feeding its fountain of vanity
from the love-vows offered by the proud,
he envied the handsome Leslie Herwood.
Clara Merrill did not LOVE him, but she
was BEJJE and n fattered self N SECURE