Wisconsin tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1847-1854, 1850-02-08

And as he spoke, his clear. calm eve met
that of Lillias. But the loyer-like light
had left its dark depth Rose had with
drawn soon after he came in. and Mrs St
Lucas was called out Lillias trcmbled
perceptlbly as the nobleman took a seat
beside her on the sofa He noticed il and
said and his voice was lower than ever
Fear me not, Lillias; shall not again
ask you to be my bride / have trampIed
my passion beneath my feet Oh. nv God.
what have not endured since | was here
yesterday More of misery more Of az
ony, m re of suffering than | had suppo-
sed 1t possible to endure in whole long
lifetime. l pray Heaven may never know
the like again. | could not a second time.
and live. But | have conquered love, Lii
las [ have subdued these first fearful
feelings Of my nature; but, in so doing, it
hath well-nigh crushed my heart Death
death in its darkest form, would have
been nothing to it. have mastered my
self. The past is but painful dream
Lllllas, hsten-y01lr mother zcaS n1zJ SIS
ter n'
Lillias lifted her wet eyes to his. clasped
her cold hands, and murmured a prayer to
heaven. Lord Clarence went on =
Oh, how often | have heard that sis
ter's story told She was fair and pure
as an angel And while yet child al
most, her Father called her home" The
voice of the young man faltered, yet he
proceeded Clara was but fifteen when
she married a Mr. Maners He too. was
young and poor My father had forbid
den the union, was displeased, and-dis-
owned his child. From that hour nothing
has been heard of her till now, as your
mother. But that had well-nigh broke
my fathers stubborn heart He would
fain have taken his erring child back to
his BOSOM and held her there till he saw
the light of happiness on her brow, and the
tears of penitence in her eye And my
mother, too-oh, this was a dreadful blow !
yet she survived it. She knew-we all
knew, that my stern father had repented
this rash act He was ever afterwards
gloomy. And when on his death bed, he
said to me [ will add no codicii to my
viii but should you ever meet with your
unhappy sister, or aught of hers, render
them what assistance you think necessary.
| know your honor, your integrity, your
virtue, my son; therefore | do not fear ="
Lillias had bent her head upon her
clasped hands during this recital, which
her unfettered curls concealed Lord
Claremonte put back the wet tresses from
her temple, and gently drawing one hand
away from her tear-bathed face, linked
the choice circlet upon her fair arm, and
sealed it with a kiss; and, with evident
agitation, said
This [ know. Ny mother has one
Ike it. Love-laurcl-the motto and en-
blem of our house And now-now. Lii
las, viii you be to me as tie sister / have
lost ?-an only one-and how We loved
herp'
Il wilt will p sobbed the agitated
girl And row, Lord Claremonte, 90
with me to yonder church-yard, and / viii
lead you to that sisters grave-my moth
ers lowly resting -place-a hallowed spot F"
He arose, and drawing the hand he held
within his arm, proceeded thither Wild
vines and flowers were there, all around
that beautiful place Clarence pushed
aside the branches and the blossoms, and
bent over the lone grave; and the broth
er's and the daughters tears fell upon the
pale pail of bloom and perfume that shad-
owed it over.
My sister, the daughter Of Lord Clare
monte, should not rest here" broke from
his proud heart.
"And why. sir? Is it not as fitting a
| place as the cold cemetery Of thy fathers
Is there one that loves this place as I 30?
Then remove her not my nl0lhey is near
me; take her not away. Say--say that
you viii not p
"No, Lillias, your request is sacred
Much as l might wish it, it shall not be
/ But my mother
Bear back to that mourning mother
arms daughter; she viii forget the one
she has lost"
And a real smile illumined the lip Of Lii
( las; and then he remembered her words
of Yesterday, and shook his head despon-
/ dinghy
/ 20 Clarence" ," were the imploring words
I Of his lovely niece, "leave not crushed
heart here to tell the place where your
/ footsteps have been Leave not its half
hushed music-strings to bleed and wither
and perish, when one single breath OF
yours would call forth the sweetest strains
of minstrelsy for yourself The heart
/ harp Heaven might not disdain.'
II DO not understand you, Lillias. y
And he leaned against q willow. and bent
his eyes to the ground in thought.
Rose torres you! Can you, Lord Clar
enec, despise the Offering of her pure and
peerless heartl / am betraying no conf
donce I am revealing no secret coufded
to me; but l h710ac this l know that
Rose loves YOU; though she knows not
J [ am aware of the fact, Perhaps I have
done wrong to entrust her delicacy to youl
keeping; but know that your noble na-
ture is the home of true greatness, true
nobility, and of the most anexceptionablC
honor VIII you not win-will you not
wear the Rose of Newport as your brideh
Lillias you have asked too mich" re
turned Lord Clarence, In a softened voice
Il shall leave for England Immediately
and must have time to calm my excited
feelings, and to understand myself Rose
| regard as friend
.sATOre-morei Oh Won Inust love her