The star of the north. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1849-1866, 1851-11-27
A THRILLING INCIDENT.
ny Gu NJ NC. .

My feelings were very poetical, as walk
ed slowly towards the door OF the village
church. I entered. A popular preacher
was holding forth, and the little meeting
house was much crowded however, pas
sed up the aisle until had gained position
where could have fair view OF the faces
of nearly all present / soon perceived
was an object of attention. Many Of the
congregation looked seriously at me, for
was a stranger 10 them all. In few mo-.
| ments, however, the ate n,ion of every QUE
present appeared 10 be absorbed in the am
bassador Of grace, and also began 10 take
an interest in the discourse. The speaker
was fluent, and many of his lofty flights
were oven sublime but almost any thing
was calculated TO affect my mind then. The
preacher spoke of heaven, and its joys, at
the bllssful scenes with which we we're sur
rounded on every side. The music Of the
wood, and the fragrance of the heath SEEM
ed TO respond TO his eloquence. Then i,
was no great stretch Of The imagination, 10
fancy mat The white handed creatures around
me With their pouting lips and arless limo.
cence, were beings of higher sphere. While
my feelings, thus divided between the beau
ties and blessings of the two worlds, and
wrapped in SOFT of poetical devotion, de-
lected one fair lass, with large black eyes,
stealing several glances at me Of a mos, ami
mated character. | need not describe the
sensation experienced by a youth, when the
eyes OF a beautiful woman rest for any
length OF lime on his countenance, and
when he imagines himself to be an object OF
interest TO her. / returned her glance with
interest, and thew all the tenderness unto
my eyes which the scene, my medita,ions,
aud the preachers discourse had inspired in
my heart. doubted not that this fair young
damssl possessed kindred feelings with my
self that We were drinking together at the
fountain of everlasting inspiration.--IIow
could it be otherwise! She had been born
and nunured amidst these wild and roman.
tic scenes, and she was made up of romance
OF poetry, OF Tenderness.
| Then thought Of woman's love--her de-
sotion-tfuth-I Only prayed that might
meet her where we conlI enjoy ae~eet in-
lerchange Of sentiment. i thought, of Wer-
Ter and Charlotte, andaeopld not doubt that
the village maiden and myself were capable
or enjoying equal transpuffs in each others
society. Her elances coDiinued several
times our eyes met. My aear, ached with
rapture AT lenglh the benedicton was
pronounced. fingered about the premises
until 4 saw the dark1eyed girl bet out for
home on foot. 30 that the customs of 30.
cieiy woHld permit, for we are surely one
IN soul = Cruel Formally, that throws up
barrier between hearts made for each other!p
Yet determined to take the same path. /
followed after her. She looked behind |
thought sAe evincsd some emotion at recog.
nisiug me as being the stranger of the day.
l quckened my pace, and she actually slack i.
ened hers, SO as 10 let me come up with her.
"Noble creature :" thought T. Ter heart is
superior to the shackles of custom.
AT length came within stones throw OF
| her.
She suddenly halted, and turned her face
towards me. My heart swelled 10 overflow
ing, and my eyes flled with tears of rap
ture' Preached the spot where she STOOD.
She began 10 speak, ard took of my hat,
as II doing reverence 10 an angel.
care you pedlar :" 'A
"My dear grl, thai is no, my occupation }
| "Well, don't know, - continued she, not
very bashfully, and deyeing me sernly, al
thought when saw You at the meeting
house, that you looked like pedar who
passed off pcrter dollar on me about three
\ weeks ago, so determined to keep an eye
upon you Brother John has come home
now, and he says if he can catch the fellow,
| he'll wiring his nose for him and ain, sure
but what you're the good for nothing fellow
after all 7"
The last words she uttered, were at the
very::top of her voice.
Readers, did you ever take shower bath |,
Never Give UP.