Cooper's Clarksburg register. [volume] (Clarksburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1851-1861, 1851-11-12


%. ton which had been shown them. lin
No in its onward course could never erase
it was impressed upon the tablet OF m
,w mory, and would only die with 1t: =,
"A was this After the doctor had lett u
art room, and the widow had fallen into
re- gentle slumber, the effect of simple OF
on ate, Alfred had drawn a chair near
,ot where Agnes sat, and taking her hand
,od held it between his own, and lookil
ed calmly, mildly upon her pale face
thus spoke:
nd "Your sorrows are now ended, 4
this .EGls moment mem look Ggons myself
ahd tn" thunders of artillery whose ocl,oa
your guardian and protector. / nave been
wild and reckless, it is true ; the misfor-
tunes of others, were to me as lessons yet
to learn you have taught mesone Of
them, you have turned over neW leaf
in my book of life, you are the preceptor
of my heart, to you, gentle, kind, as you
are, | owe this new existence. The
world since yesterday has changed-that
which was all sunshine. alls brightness,
now appears to me as a delusive light; the
dark shadows of the world to me were
unknown, yet find beneath their sombre
hue, there exists beings like ourselves,
suffering, intellectual, and beautiful. The
poor are the fairies of the land, and to
seek out their haunts, to administer to
their wants, and to learn from them les
sons of truth and virtue, shall hereafter
be my duty"
You almost make me fond of power
ty to hear you talk thus" replied Ag-
nes; but altering her tone of voice, and
casting her eyes around the little room,
she continued, and yet, sir, it has its
evils, there are no fairies here"
"Be not too sure of that" The man
ner of Alfred was respectful, but as his
eyes rested upon the beautiful face, and
the delicate form of the child, the words
he uttered fully conveyed their meaning
to her to whom they were applied.
4" 1t has not always been thus with me.
When father lived, we were rich and hap
py; we resided in large house, had a
garden full of most beautiful flowers
coach and servants, but they have all
passed away, as have the friends who
feasted upon his bounty. They do not
know us now y
F" Indeed-and your father"
g Has long been dead sre are alone in
the world-for who cares for the poor 2"
Lovely, angelic creature, let me call
YOU sister, so child-like, and so intelligent,
will you be my sister %
" Would Mdt Ihdd brother %
81 will be unto you, Agues, as ono"
CHAPTER III.
Thou art but in life's morning, and as yet
The world looks wi,chingy."
BARroN.
During the whole of this interview the
feelings of the. young people were un-
usually excited. 1t was the excitement pro-
duced by sympathy of thoughts and
ideas it was the throbbing of two pure
hearts in unison. Alfred never dreampt Of
love. The pale child of sorrow before him
appeared more like being of another
world, and he felt reverence for her. The
soul of Agnes in its purity, loved the
youth for wIs=4t he had done for her suf-
fering parent, and for the words he had
so kindly spoken. The love of maiden
apart from passion, is like that of angels;
"WhOse Beginnings ore vIrginIy pure"
That night the widows sleep was calm.
That night Agnes slept not. The light Of
the great world for the first time had beam
ed upon her heart. The past was like a
dream. The future
The book of life is opento all. but alas!
how few read its pages. The human
heart is like unto book, leaf after leaf is
turned over, and it is not until some stri-
king passage attracts attention, that the
mind becomes fixed upon it. Agnes had
now reached that page in her life's his
tory. She loved, wildly loved. Alfred's
image was ever before her. His voice and
words dwelt upon her memory like the
dreams of the past. His form in all its
manly beauty, arose before her, and when
he visited them, which was often, and
took her hand, the touch was like magic.
/ He had, unknown TO himself, thrown
around her a charmed circle, within itshe
was like one enchanted. Her heart and
its pulsations she could not read, It was
fathomless. She had thoughts, but they
were new and strange, yet underlined she
felt that she loved him not as brother,
but of a character her virgin thoughts
could give no name. Il was wild and
ftful, making her feel az one moment hap
INV. the next most Wretched. In his pres
1 ence she was sad and pensive, his lively
conversation had charm that wOed hel
tongue 10 silence she listened only and
as he deseanted on the amusements Of tat
! city, the balls, the soriees, the theatres
ther little heart leaped with joy and ye
She had no wish 70 partieipate IN them.
Mr.. St Clairville had now recovered
1 her health, and once more, although IN
s der different circumstances. she re'orff'