The Camden journal. [volume] (Camden, S.C.) 1836-1851, 1850-04-12

finement of her cap, encircled her white throat
like golden necklace Emma gazed at the
unconscious sleeper, and not wishing to disturb
her, hastily penned few lines which she placed
upon her pillow, and softly kissing her retired.
The following evening (oh how anxiously had
! it been looked for) Edward Brandon wended his
way to Mrs. Sewell's house. Enquiring of the
servant if the ladies were at home, he waited for
no announcement, but hastily made his way to
the drawing room, where he found Lucy alone.
.Elate with hope he deemed no tempest nigh,
and vet a nameless dread crept over him, as with
faltering voice he enquired, lis Emma-is Miss
Sewell indisposed this EVENING" Lucy, in quite
detected tone ofvoice, replied, Emma left us
this morning.
Gomez exclaimed Brandon staggering back
while all ashy hue overspead his face.
Lucy, with commiserating look, took from
her pocket letter, 4 was desired to put this
into your own hand
Edward, afraid to trust his uoice, made mo-
ton to be excused, and rushea from the house.
In the solitude of his chamber, though shaking
like an aspen leaf he eagerly tore open the en-
velope and read the following:
it pains me, my kind friend, to crush your
fondly cherished hopes, but Emma Seweu can
never be the wife Of Edward Brandon! The
gap between us is too wide to be overleaped
Had it pleased Heaven to place me in station
equal with your own, with joy would l have
united my fate to yours; but this not being 80,
far better is it, that I should tear myself from
YOU forever! When this is put into your hand
by my kind friend Lucy, Emma will be far dis
tant from you. Oh if you only knew what
struggles it has cost me to resolve upon this. If
you could only know how judgment strove to
conquer the misplaced attachment of my heart
If you could have known how bitter trial it
was, to dash to the ground with my own hand,
the cup of sweets you presented to my lips, you
would pity, and not condemn. But let that pass.
Ihaye not even the poor consideration of wealth,
for though my protectress has made known her
kind intention in my favor have solemnly de-
ciared never to touch any part of her fortune.
There is one who has better claim upon her ;
and Emma Sewell can never be the instrument
ofiniury to her friend. But let that also pass.
In the circles of gay and refined intercourse the
remembrance of Emma Sewell will be as a van.
ishing dream to you and in time, you will re.
ioice that it was but dream; while the few
brief hours of my acquaintance with you-will
be as bright green spot which memory loves
to dwellupon: any attempt to see me, will be ut.
teriy vain, and no letters will be opened. And
now farewell forever"
The letter dropped from Brandon's hands
1t was the first disappointment he had experl.
enced. Is it to be wondered ut then, that he
should give himself up to despair. And then
the bitter modification of being rejected by one
SO much inferior in station to himself. But her
magnaninity, could he fail to admire thaH He
could not, and love gained the ascendancy, he
resolved to relinquish the prize only with life.-
Besides, had he not an auxiliary in her own bo-
som! Ecstatic though, he exclaimed, Emma
lovesp But he resolved, like skilful diploma.
tist, not to seem too eager in the pursuit He
would give her full time for reflection. As he
knew that though long absence may be death
to the affections, they are generally strengthen.
ed by short ones. And here we leave him.
:'sE Z; CHAPTER vi. .,--.- ......
In the deep solitude Of her mountain home,
Emma indulged herself in those sad reveries,
and gave way to that utter detection of spirits
which had come over her, but which she was
careful to conceal from her benefactress, not
wishing to plant thorn in bosom, where she
was fondly cherished. Emma had none of the
childish fears of her sex. and, with unlimited
confidence in the watchfnl care of Providence,
she would wander to some wild romantic spot,
where none but savage feet had ever trodden,
and there unseen, indulge her melancholy feel
ings. Sometimes she would ascend the noun.
tain's height, where the wonders Of the widely
extended landscape, would divert her mind, and
elevate herideas The distant gorges, sparned
blythe distant thread like bridgestretching from
to mountain the work of human en-.
terprise the river foaming and dashing over
its rocky bed, in haste to throw itself into the
great ocean, fit emotion of man in his course
through life ). lie rushes onward, overwhelming
every barrier, until he plunges into the ocean of
eternity. Where then is he! Echo answers
where! .r... .--..,.
And thus had weeks aad months passed a.
way. Time in his rapid journey, had brought
on the season of soft sho vers, and genial sun.
shine; swallowing the luscious peach and gold.
en- apple. Had it brought composure to our
heroine's minds We shall see.
And he has literally obeyed my injunctiohs
He comes not, neither has he written This
was said by Emma Sewell, while the uncheck.
ed tear coursed down her mar55iie cheek-a
cheek only a few months before SO rich in
bloom. 'And yet cannot blame him, for alas!
what claims have on hima Did not cast off
h;s ofrao+;onsa Rv this time some more gifted