Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1845-1854, 1851-12-29


gagged in picking in pieces and dropping AZ
her feel li,e honey suckle which grew By
her side. The beautiful girl had grown 70
a mos, b autifu woman, and as The da.x
lashes Of her fearful eyes almost rested UPON
the lily surface OF her chsek, she lookedas
lovely as d q ,the blooming, blushlng fios-
ers that raised their heads UPON her. By
her side stood her father, ss cold and stern
as ever. There was a irown upon hls
brow and q. curl upon his lips.
sAnd so you have received another letter
from that quondam, .boyish lover Of yours
Cora looked up reproachingly into her
fathers face, but returned no answer.
Il thought continued he. that seven
years would have effaced the image of The
peniess youth from your mind, but as mat.
lers stand now, you will have 10 subject
yonself 10 the course of discipline have
marked OUT Wealthy su:,ors are even %
now sueing for your hand, and | cannot
stand your fooisbness any longer. tell
thee, child, you must make your cbo,ee
from among them.'
Cora threw her arms around her fathers
neck, kissed him, and then wept. This
was an argument against which the old
man could "ffor no response, though he had :
a thousand times resolved never 10 be put
off SO ogain. He was getting oId-Cora
was his orly child, and he loved her, and
SO he turned away, with firm resolution
that next time he broached the matter, he
would be Us unmoved towards her as ever.
The sun had reached that point in the
heavens where it marks objects in long
shadows on The greensward, when superb
and costly travelling carriage, drawn by
span Of noble gray steeds, drew up at the =.
deacon's gate. An old gentleman, whoss
locks were just beginning to frost beneath
The winter Of years, was assisted from the
carriage by young man, who had alight.
ed first. The two gentlemen were mel in s
the garden walk by Deacon Clifford. ?
. 'Cllfforo! exclaimed the elder Of the two
travellers, with aj"yful expression, extend.
ing his tiond.
Ashley Beauchampep uttered the host,
in tone OF both surprise and delight =
you have at length thought OF your old
friend. And is this your son?'
mot qniie son, and y Ell more :hnn son.
Mr.. Williams, MIR. CliHard,' Beaocha,ppe
said. ta -
Not the Mr.. Williams who hos Just
gainedlihe suit against The State in favor Of
The - AssociationP uttered Tie old
man. *at
Il he same returned Beauchampe.
'This is indeed an hohor.' said Clifford,
shaking the young nun warmly by The
hand. =. ~
'Bu, come.' said the host. as there hap.
pened 10 be a llagging i'll the conversation,
you have not seen my canary, my robin
Besuchumpe looked around the ruoni
-, uttered CIitf5rd, sl.mean my daugh-
ter-my Cora. All, she has grown TO be
a beautiful woman, Ashley
And not married YETI said the old jndge.
while quiet smile play ed around the cor
Hers OF his mouth. ~, ii s
No, no. Clifford reiu ned. half sadly.
That is her only fail. But never mind.
she Is a gond girl, and you shall see her.
As he spoke he LETT the room, and in q r
few moments returned with his daughter ,s.
Cora, this is Judge Beaue haupe-he
who used 10 dandle sou upon his knees =
when you were child 5t So
Cora greeted him kindly. = e.al
'And this, my daughter, is Mr.. Williams, 4
whose name you have so oflenread in con.
neetion with the great State trial. - 'e,
Cora stepped lightly forward, and with =
bright smile extended her hand. ln
moment The smile faded from her cheek,
and she irembled like the troubled aspen.
Her eyes met those Of The man before her, i
and the uul.cherished dream Of years fiit- p
ted with binding power before her. -
Cora said The young man, in soft,
mus cal tone-a tone that had thrilled
thousands TO the very heart-while he
pressed the trembling hand he held. -t,f
The fair girl read her whole future fate
in the simple lone that fell upon her ear.
and ulteripg the earthly name which .dweh
nearest her heart, "Hsnryl"-she laid her
head upon his bosom and thanked God in
tears. b
Henry Willianlsp uttered The aston
ished deacon, Us he stood like one thunder
struck, gazing first ut the happy pair and
then al The judge. 4--.sszs,.. :. .i,
Then you know him. quietly remark j.
ed Beauchampe. sr-.s- i
Clifford would have spoken, butthe mem.
ory Of the past bound his tongue in shame, i,
and be feared 10 ,neet the gaze of the
youth whom he had once turned unfeel.
ingly from his door. -. - s.e..f
Come, cone, my old friend said the
judge, laying his hand upon the old mans
shoulder, 'be man. God gave me no
children by birth, but he gavc me a noble
son by adoption, and You can make him
happy. He is well worthy other. ! know
it ALL - s-.. s...5.s .-;,t.+s. .s1s
Clifford struggled for moment with the:
modification that burned within him, and
then stepping forward, he took the young
mans hund, saying as he did so: .sl7
.Henry-lel The past be forgotten, and
if have ever wronged you, may this act
act atone for it ALL -
As he spoke, he took the hand Of his
daughter ard placed it within that Of Hen.
ry, and theL added: 80 80
There, my children, may God bless
you and make you happy