Burlington hawk-eye. [volume] (Burlington, Iowa) 1845-185?, 1851-09-25

, it out Of my mind. 1t is all about Mrs Dobbs,
well what of her, dear Fanny? Did She go
; with you TO Mrs Cllnton?'
. NO, but she gave me letter to her. complete
ly exculpating you, which, however, the spiteful
woman only sneered at She will be sorry
, enough when she hears of your good fortune, be
assured. But that is not what has vexed me, for
! reailythnk il quite immaterial when yonr inno-
cence has been so fully vindicated, what vulgar
person like Mrs Clinton may think, or pretend to
think, about you. But You will never guess
what have to tell. The Dobbes have turned
, Roman Catholics
THAT does not surprise me at all. Iexpected
nothing else'
'oh! would not have had It happen for the
world Oswald will tease me to death about IT,,
'Hilloa, Mrs Puseyr cried Oswald, at this mo-
ment entering, Il have some intelligence for you
-tidings! tidings!
Il don't want to hear theln,' screamed Fanny,
stopping her ears.
But it's about your prophet--your Mormon,
Firebrass Dobbs.' '..... : ....-.
4 don't want to know any thing about him.
But he's turned Roman Catholic persisted
Oswald, 'and Mrs Dobbs, and the Sisters of Mer-
| cy, and the whole pack, have thrown Off their
sleeps clothing at the same time. The fold is
regularly cleared OUT And without waiting for
a re:ort, he went Of, laughing bolsterouslv.
Such is the impression created by Paseyite de-
fections? ..
CHAPTER LXIII.
| A gay company was assembled in Sir Charles
| Webster's drawing-room, listening with eager at
tention TO an impassioned air from the new ope-
ra, which lovely girl, seated at the magnificent
and deep-toned piano, executed with admirable
| effect. II was one Of those soft melting melo-
dies that touch the most obdurate, awakins in
the heart voluptuous sensibility. dreamy i'm
| preston of pleasure, such as few can find power
to resist. Then it is, indeed, that woman exer-
cises her mightiest influence--tha: the fascina-
ton of the moment makes her seem almost di-
| vine. .#. ....
Lord Childars, usually SO much affected bv
music, sat a listless auditor of the performance,
his eyes turned abstractedly on the floor; and in
truth, his thoughts and spirit were elsewhere,
enchaincd by more endeafing spell.
| May ask if there is any thing stirring a,
Coventry, Lord Ch,ldars?' said merry voice
beside him, as the music ceased
'You think | ought TO be sent there as person
unfit for good fellowship?' answered the noble
man, with a faint smile, as he discovered who
was the speaker.
oh! you might have been thinking of Lady
Godisa,' returned Fanny arehy.
Again Lord Childars smiled, but il was even
more family than before.
| 'lf you know who engaged nv thoughts, Won
should tell me something about her, he said
| 'tiow is il she has disappearea?,
| why You know she Il quite person Of husi-
ness now one always has something most impor-
tant to do, at the very tine she should be anu
| sing herself. You have heard, af course, that
she leaves tomorrow for Wmstone Manorg'
| $50 soonY
yes BY the II IL train
| You are as precise as Bradshaw, and krow
| the time 10 an instant. Would that could look
forward 10 il With win not say the same calm
ness, but the same hope, a. ven dol But you
lose her only Tor season., forever"
| And why forevcrp Nea always sprak in this
| dcsrending way now. as II You were Lord Byron.
instead Of Lord Chilters l shalt positively not
| hc at all surprised Ia hear YOU have turned poet,
! and gone OF like him. to $cme out.ng.thr-way
| place, such as Greece
OR Sierra Leone said Lori Chiliars despcr-
| ate,v
Sierra leone. NV dear lord chilaars wha,
! can you be thinking efS What could YOU posi-.
bly, 40 al Sierra Leoney'
Bury mysest,' ..
Bury yourself, indeed, lta, ha, declare
! will 20 and tell--T.ady Godisa,'
| Lord Chttdars followed her. as she moved oil,
but it was hot till, passing through an an,e-room,
they reached the door Of the library, tina, she took
cosniaaneo of his presence.
| Am TO tell hers she then said, with a little
malice.
Tell her she has driven mc TO drspair;' he re-
| Piled. 'lesr
Fanny, wtthoW t0ftner hesltation. threw onen
! The door. and they catered.
| Nilccnt was seated at table. with sheet of
! paper spread before her, and pen in her hand !,
hut those delicate, taper fingers, instead OF pur-
! suing their task, wer. pressed on her drooriny
brow, and the letter she had commenced was for
gotten. She started as her two friends appeared;
and rich. deep glow sutnsed her check, mes
sage from her heart. But il was like flash of
| hghtning--gone rs il appeared.
'Hcrc ~ Lord Chldars, AIly, come to bid you
gool.hy,' cried Fanny. 'Where do yon think he
is goinsy
Il can not imagne.' answered Mfllicen'. try
ing 20 look bright. Returning to Italy. per-
hapsT
| italyp Do YOU think person with such de-
] cided gloomy ideas would ever dream Of Italy
| No, no, Lord Chdars is too consistent for that.
| lie contemplates the secluded fens of Sierra Le-
one'
Millicent uttered an exclamation of surprise
then, as il fearing she had said too much, eolored
deeply. There was pause; and when, recov-
ering, she looked up, Fanny had gone, leaving her
alone with Lord Childars.
| The desparing lover had not vet said a word.
| and even when he met her eye continued silent
but ardent and impassoned feeling gave a burn
| ing cloguence TO his look. Millicent was obliged
| to break the awkward stiffness.
| 'When do yon set ont?' she asked TREMENDOUSLY.
'Set out for where?'
| 'For Sierra Leone
30 YOU wish me to 20 to Sierra Leone, thcn?'
'Oh, no! Perhaps | misunderstood, but |
thought you intended to do so.'
sI win 60 any where You please; II matters
little where. for carry in my mind what will
make every place desert, and life a BURDEN
Unhappy! and yet. my lord, why should il be
| so?-t mean am gr;eved--l am very sorry this
should be- .as.. .r.
slow cold, how unmeaning, how empty are
these words! Sorry! grieved Oh, M,llicent
can you say so when it is your voice. your mex
orable lips that the blight has come from ?-the
voice that is melody TO every one else, the lips
that were made only to bless! Do not repel me
do not. dear Millicentn And he placed him
self on the couch by her side. 'You will not.
must not. drive me from you again. Ii you do,
| will he to death--to destructionr .
Mlicent made no answer. but his words, and
| much more the earnest and thrilling tone that
gave them such Significance, were pleading pow
erfully in her heart. Love SO resolnte, so devo-
ted. so enduring. seeking aud cleaving to her
through the sernest reverses, could not be re-
| iected; and it was well TO remember at that mo-
| ment, that in the rich dover she now possessed.
the great obstacle TO their union, was removed.
She could now marry him without humiliation,
and bring no slur on his good name.
Perhaps he saw, with lovers penetration
perhaps her quckiv-varying color told him plain
iv, what was passing In her mind for his arm
glided round her throbbing waist, and he eiaspec
| bcr trembling hand in both his own.