Jeffersonian Republican. [volume] (Stroudsburg, Pa.) 1840-1853, 1851-05-15


ces the mama of Myra Grey--of Myra Grey,
his false, peraidious first love-"
Oh, the thoughts which swept through
his brain, like rapid, rolling river ! the
years that were revived in that one brief
moment That name--how came it
there To whom belonged the fatal
handkerchief, which thus, like Othello's,
had magic in the web of it :"
Ibid sou ring the bell, sir 2" asked
little servant maid, who stood for some
moments holding open the door, yet, un-
til she spoke, wholly unnoticed by MIR.
Everleigh in the>leep absorption of his
feelings.
Recovering himself by a violent effort,
he bade the girl ask her young mistress
70 come to the door; and the next moment,
from back room, with light step and
a smile of pleasure, the young lady came
tripping through the hall. Mr.. Ever
leigh bowed he could not trust himself
20 speak, and rendered the purse and
handkerchief
"0h thank you, thank you" she ex-
claimed had just missed them, and
was fearful had dropped them in the
omnibus, and of course had little expec
tation of seeing them again. Indeed 1
am very much obliged to you,' she con-
tinued artlessly; " for would not have
lost the handkerchief for the world; it is
mama's, and one of which she highly
values and is the gift of friend, since
dead"
Still Mr. Everleigh spoke not a word
and the young girl, now for the first time
noticing his agitation and the pallor of
his countenance, said, "You are not well,
sir do walk in, pray do" And hardly
knowing what he was doing, Mr.. Ever
followed her through the hall and into a
small parlour, where, at a little side-ta-
BILE, sat lady engaged in writing. She
might have passed her fortieth year, but
she was still eminently handsome /; and
as she rose to return the salute of the
stranger, her form and bearing were a
like graceful and dignifed.
Mamma" exclaimed the young girl,
q this is the gentleman who was so kind
to me in the omnibus and here, too, are
the purse and handkerchief which [ SO
carelessly dropped"
Z" My daughter is under great obliga-
tions to you, sir" said the lady, bowling,
yet evidently little surprised at the intru-
sion.
Mr.. Everleigh advanced-those still
beautiful eyes were upon him; he saw be-
fore him the only woman he ever had
loved; he extended his hand. "Myra-
Myra, don't you know me-" he exclaimed
That COioc! 1t was now the lady's
turn to be agitated. She started, and a
marble hue overspread her features.
" Al, heavens :" she said, " can it be
Eyerleigh!" And then, forgetting all,
save their early love and their long es-
arrangement, Mr.. Everleigh caught her to
his bosom, and imprinted long and fer
vent kiss upon her lips.
I" 1t is long, very long, since We met :"
said Mr.. Everleigh, at length striving to
regain some composure.
- 1t is, indeed, many long years." she
replied.
''Yes, more than twenty, Myra," con-
tinued Mr., Everleigh in saddened tone;
g and this is your daughter ~ he said
turning to the fair girl, who had been a
surprised spectator.
Z" Ny only child and comfort :" an
swered Mrs. Nesmeth, extending her arms
to her daughter. Emily, my love, this
gentleman is one of my earliest friends,
and the brother of that beloved Emily
Everleigh whose name you bear"
" Is it possible ~ exclaimed Mr.. Ever
leigh, a glow of pleasure mantling his
countenance then let that dear name
secure my pardon" kissing, as he spoke,
Emily's blushing cheek.
q And your husband ," he said, turn
ing once more to Mrs. Nesmeth.
q L am a widow" she replied; my
husband died in the second year Of our
marriage"
This announcement caused a very
strange feeling about the heart of our
bachelor-such, in fact, as had stirred his
bosom in summer twilights " lang syne,"
when strolling through the haunts of
childhood with the lovely Myra Grey
The silence which ensued was somewhat
embarrassing; and then the conversation
touched upon topics less dangerous, and
in which the fair Emily joined. Indeed
they were all very rational and so rap
idly passed the moments, that more than
an hour had passed ere Mr.. Everleigh
thought of the necessity of saying adieu.
Somehow his resentment against the
sex, and against the widow in particular,
had vanished. The jilt trick she had
played on him no longer affected him.
lie even forgot there ever existed dash
ing lieutenant, with the front of Jove
himself" and "an eye like Mars
True, she was an unprotected widow;
while from her conversation, and from
what he saw, he could plainly discover,
not in very good circumstances. When
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