The daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1848-1851, 1850-03-07

1t is amazing how much our admiration takes its
tone from the admiration Of others and when to
| that is added an obvions admiration OF ourselves,
the charm is irresistible. ' Be sure" said Laura
in thatow, confidential whisper, which implies that
only 10 could it be addressed, sc IL you see
bored by that weariful Sir John Belmore, to come
aud make waltz. Really, papa's old friends
| make me quite undutifult' There was a smile ac-
compaHyiHg the words which seemed to say that il
was nd. ossly avoid Sir John that she desired to
| dauee with himself. -
The evening went Off most brilliantly and Ed
ward went home with the fall intention Of throwing
himself at the fascinating Laura's feet the follow
ing morning and, Whit is much more, he got up
with the resolution. He hurried to Harley
street, and-how propitious the tates sometimes
found the dame de ses pensees alone An offer is
| certainly desperate act The cavalier
Longs speak. and yet .hrnIs back,
e. e. bSs TU% m6ssD, sss% y wiHsr' tho0Eh the chill
Edward certauly felt as little fear as a gentle
man well could do, under the circumstances. He,
therefore, lost no time in telling Miss Afford that
his happiness was in her hands. She received the
| intelligence with pretty look of surprise.
| Really" exclaimed she, =" never thought of
you but friend; and last night ! accepted Sir
John Belnore. Asthat IS his eabriolet.I must go
down to the library TO receive him; we should be so
interrupted here with morning visitors n'
She disappeared, and at that moment Edward
| heard Julias voice singing on the stairs 1t was
the last duet that they had sung together.
WHO shall school The heart. affection.
| Who shoA bansh its regret?
II you blame my deep deJeetion,
Teach oh, teach me to fOrgety'
She entered, looking very pretty, but pale.
Ah, thought Edward, " she is vexed that ! al
lowed myself to be SO engrossed by her sister last
| night"
So, you are Alone exclaimed she, g have
sneh piece Of news to tell you Laura is going
To be married to Sir John lBelmore. How can she
marry she positively despises2"
u liz hea rites ~ ypnfied Edyrard with
| emphasis.
| may" replied Julia, but Laura could not live
| without gayety Moreover, she is ambitious. |
cannot pretend to Judge for her we never had a
| taste in common
7" You," said Edward " would no, have so thrown
| yourself away
All no. answered she, looking down, The
heart is my world" And Eiward thought be had
never seen anything lovelya The deep bi0e eyes
| that now looked up full Of tears.
A AG! Woman t9o s2ayseGS n laassgo9sss dear
| Whithef Edward might have iioated on the tears
| Of the ' dovee eyed Jula'' must reulaiu question
| Tor at that moments most unusual occurrence in
morniug-Mr. AfOrd came into his own drawing
So, Madam" he exclaimed in a voice almos
inarticulate from anger. know it all. You wer,
married to Captain Dacre yesterday and you, Sir,
turning to Edward, " made yourself party to tn
| shameful deception
No. interrupted Julia; Mr.. RaInsforth be
lieved me to be in Swan and Edgars shop the Who'll
| time. The fact was, | only passed through il.
Edward stood aghast So the lady, instead {
silks and ribands, was buying, perhaps the neaTe:
1 bargain OF her life. A few moments convinced hiI
that he dc trop; and he left The father storm
s ing, and the daughter in mysteries.
t On his arrival at his lodgings, he found letts
from his guardians, in which he found the follow
I ing entered among other items: '' Miss Emil
Worthington has been i'll, but is now recovering.
health sickness of any woman in the worlC
Indeed, he rather thought Emily's illness was
Judgment upon her. If she had answered his letter
. he wond have been saved all his recent mortiiea
ton. He decided on aburiHg tile fiattering an
heAle sex for ever, and turned 10 bis desk TO loe
over some accounts to which he referred by hi
| guardians. While tossing the papers about, hall
stless, hat-fretful what should catch his eye bu
letter with the seal not broken He started from
his seat in confederation. Why, it was his own
| ePlstle to Miss Worthington! No wonder that sh'
had not written; she did not even know his ad
dress All the horrors of his conduct now staret
him full in the face. Poor dear, deserted Emily
what must her feelings have been He could moi
bear to think of them. He suatched up a pen
wrote to his guardians declaring that the illness
his beloved Emily would, il they did not yield, iu-
duce him to take any measure, however desperate
and that he insisted being allowed permission to
visit her. Nothing but his own eyes could satisfy
him OF her actual recovery He also wrote to Emily,
chSiooOu icltcIi tuS Ody SCI
of for Allerton.
In the meantime what had become Of the fair dis
consulate Emily had certainly quite fulfilled her
duty Of being miserable enough in the first inst
Nothing could be duler than the little village to
which was consigned the Aradne of Allerton. Day
after day she roamed-not along the beach, but
along the fields toward the post-ofice, for the letter
which, like the breeze in Lord Byrons calm;
''came not" fortnight elapsed when one morn
I ing, as she was crossing the grounds Of fine but
L II Al III Il IL l.
much struck by the beauty Of some pink May, that
she stopped to gather lt;--alss like most Other
pleasures, it was out Of her reach. Suddenly, a
very elegant looking young man emerged from one
OF the winding paths, and Insisted on gathering il
for her. The flowers were beautiful, when gath
cred, that it was impossible not 10 say something in
their prase and flowers lead to many other subjects
Emily discovered that she was talking to the pro-
prietor Of the place, Lord Emsley, and, Of course
| apologized for her intrusion. He equally, o
course. declared that his grounds were only toe
| happy in having so fair a guest
Next they met by chance again, and, at last, the
only thing that made Emily relapse into her former
languor was--a wet day for then there was nc
chance Of seeing Lord Elnsley. The weather, how,
ever, was, generally speaking delghtful-and they
4 met, and talked about Lord Byron-nay, read hin
together-and Lord Elmsley confessed that he hac
never understood his beauties before They talkeS
also of the heartlessness OF the world and the de
lights Of solitude in away that would have charme,
1 zimmerman. One morning, however, brough
| Lord Elunsley letter. 1t was from his uncle
short and sweet, and ran thus;
Mv dear George-AIis Smiths guarlans have at In
listened TO eAsonand allow that your rank fairly worth hs
SSs i%Sss % sss a sRg S % and
have hne have carried the prize for yop How
ever as women are inconstant commodities the best
Your afiecionAte uncle, E."
Tell them,' said the Earl, to order post horse
Immediately. ! rhnst be off to London in the cours
ofhalf an hour"
During this half hour he dispatched his luncheor
and-for Lord ElmsIey was a perfectly wel-bre
man--disPaichedthe the following note to Miss WortE
| ngton, whom be was to have met that morning I
show her the remains Of the heronry:
".Ns dear iss Rortkingto gtoss-EIurried as am DO M
lent me. How envy the power OF renmipng in d
country this delightful seasOn-Whle forced 10 ilnmn
myself ~ buried and noisy London. Allow me TO Or II
9 YOnr devoted servant, ELasLEr,
No wonder that Emily tore the note which Sd
received with smiles and bushes into twens
pieces and did get up breakfast the next dal
| The next week she had bad cold, and was seate
: | in most disconsolate-lookng attitude and shaw
=. when letter was brought in 1t contained Il
first epistle Of Edwards, and the following wore
= in the envelope = M
:" M aaorsd Emiltr-Yoa MAY fossiye ms-T cannot &
give mysef Ony imagine that the incosed letter has
l. some strange chance remained IN my deak and neVcT
sosessa .ns s'' az iS e,1 ~ sse Psso s
thprs ~ YOU telnoftowa of cainot r0s til hssF n
i. 80 9 Your faithful and unhappy EpwAHB.'