Spirit of the age. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1849-1865, 1851-03-07


side. The swift-winged moments might
have checked awhile their feet career,
and iron-crested Fate have fingered in
her onward march 10 gaze upon so fair
picture. and delay the approach Of Des-
tiny to the two young creatures there
reclining, bright and pure as the soft
moonlight that streamed over them
Though as essentially different in
Character as in personal appearance, yet
they both admired and loved each otherl
for each was worthy of admiration and
affection. Ida was the very incarnaiion
Of girlish grace and guileless maidenhood,
every tone bespoke the passing FEELING
Other soul. every glance revealed how
sincere was the earnest and child-like
sin plicity Of her heart, while vivacitt
and repose were united in her nature, as
the lively tinting of some delicate bios
som Is mingled with the dreamy influ-
ence of IFS rich perfume. Thus she FORM
ed decided contrast TO the more poll
ished and cultivated style Of her cou.
SIN attractions. or rather, perhaps, TO her
high-toned and intellectual loveliness.
Ida was (though from her appearance
none wouldever believe it) few months
her cousins senior, yet Ora's intercourse
with the world and dependence on her
own resources, had made her feel that
she was in reality the woman. Over The
sparkling yet slumbering waters of her
nature, II was said no quickening spirit
OF love had ever moved, no voice Of pow
er re-echoing through its icy chaos said
Let there be lightT Hers was a heart
which out Of itself seemed to supply its
own wants. and TO require from the world
around it neither sympathy nor inspira-
ton. The watef-lily on the star-lii wave
was not more pure and like, get
the Alpine ioweret blooming mid eter-
, nal SHOWS was not more cold and eleva-
ted.
Let US talk about yourself, dear Ida,
said she, breaking the silence Of few
moments half an hour. and you are
the bride Of Byron Wentworth---a happy
. destiny is it not, sweet song bird q
J, $50 trust, and God who is nv Father
r now. is able to make il so, replied Ida
/ softly, while her blue eyes shone with
: the liquid tenderness of her love and the
purity Of her faith. And yet, at times,
: fear
! Fear land for whatr inquired Ora,
: as sne lifted up her brow of pride, with
! an expression which would indicate that
! she could not comprehend the meaning
: of the word.
! For myself sighed Ida. 'Ora, can.
: not tell what it would be TO wed with.
:, out love. but it is very iearfu! 10 wed
! and love as deeply, as wildly as dor
.Idal'
/ ''Tis too true.' and all the glorious en-.
h thusiasm Of her unsullied nature burst
y ing forth. she resumed -'it is as have
4 said, fearful thing TO love as becomes
: the natures which God has created
4 You, Ora, look upon me as child
st was six months ago. but have loved
a and that love has made me woman r
have lived whole ages in those few
y short months-I have been taught th,
% love Of centuries in as many moment
= II have learned 10 look within and won
II der at the workings Of that mighty en-
er gine-the human heart am 10 give o.
IL all now, yeti tremble az bestow tn
l. gift-for is it not strange TO feel that yo
uoNC AOSt 0GtrEit IA a1OttACl--hS II tAl
le wild 10 worship the creature when adol
M alton belongs alone to the Creator-oh
= is there nothing fearful 10 the knowIedg
II that you have no life-no home--n
n heaven but in one being, and that bein
= mortal like yourself?'
81 Ora clasped her slender fingers tight
" over her heart, and whispered in
,e voice almost inaudible with supPresse
Ie emotion
$, This surely is that feeling Of which
K only dream-then are they false VIII
W tell as there is 40 such thing as love, an
at they sin who tell us love can diel'
e True, dearest, for how can that di
ut which is lmmorialf questioned Ida, a
e. if there was triumph in the thought
ar and instantly. as though shade ofdoat
iy had fallen over her spirit. she added mu
"a singly- And yet we are both but MOI
ell tal-and, OH il my proud and smilin
. lover should ever become the cold, il
a different husband! II ever, in conss
W quence ofsome deficiency in my nature
d, he should feel in his noble heart an aeE
OF ing void, which my caresses could nj
he fiil--if ever he should fold me 10 his b
he som as The twilight falls, yet not vii
es, an affection as undying as the pulses
me his life-if ever he sheuld be tempted
yh- go out from his home in this heat to lea
1ry upon delusive world for that suppo
Ich which my devotion only should be ab
ion to give OF take away-90ra, Ora there
The torturing madness in the thought =
so Warm tears were softly falling amid 4
gems that cleaned on Idais lily fngeI
lts, as she had clasped thems ia the e&cii
be- ment Of the moment, upon her COUSIN
lie, heaving breast.
irul She looked up in astonishment, fcE