Spirit of the age. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1849-1865, 1851-03-28

ness i-he could not tell
i wonder if it can be Of any impor-
tance-did he seem TO be in haste 2 in
quired Glendora, muSingly.
Yes, Miss, 1 think he was in little
hurry replied the man, for he said he
would blow my brains out if did not
bring you in moment!'
Glendora smiled in spite Of her agita-
lion. To save you, then, kind Mercury,
said she, i must hasten-lead the way,
then, am not afraid : and she pressed
her hand against her heart with deter
mined air.
oh! no, mistus, you needn't be afeard
he's mighty handsom' gentleman, an
would nj frigh!en lady, said her con-
ductor, ,consoingly. AS he finished speak
ing, he threw open the door Of the apart
ment, and Glendora stood before-St Au
burn. Hewas pacing the floor hurried
| ly, as man striving by physical exertion
to escape mental inqoietude; his eyes
glowed-- his blanched lip quivered, though
the white teeth pressed into IT till blood
and foam stained its livid surface, and
the painting breath came through il like
the hissings of a maddened serpent. The
mighty struggle between wild love and
wilder vengeance was fierce and terrible.
Ora had advanced toward him. bu: so
in:imidated was she By such fearful ex-
hibition of feeling, that she staggered
back, and would have fallen had not st,
Auburn caught her in his arms. Then
came the triumph Of Love, and Passion
smiling Ger fallen Vengeance, hymned
her glorious victory
Thus ever may the good prevail and
yet we cannot say St. Auburn's love
was right or pure-for he knew the ties
, which already bound him TO Glendora !;
], still it was better, holier feeling than
!, revenge. The strong. repulsive barrier
of relationship, revolving in its dark exis
tence, and criminal in its first foundation,
gave way before. the mighty sweep of a
deeper, holler love, though not the best
: or holiest.
II was perhaps, proof that St. Auburn
r was not yet wholly lost, in that he en-
! deavored to justify himself, saying in
3 his heart, as he looked down upon the
: angel beauty by bis side. ~ no could love
her, and remember vengeance, yet who
? could see her. and fail to love heI? 1t was
: long ere he could command himself SUI
: fciently TO speak he remained lost in
admiration of this wondrous loveliness-
: he shook down the long linglets Of her
Y hair-he looked into her eyes. deep blue,
e and inlath unable a. the midnight heav-
E en-; be even pressed his writhing lip up
: OIL thai brow Of stainless purity and pride.
: Strange infatuation yet such is pas
2 sions power.
b you are i'll, mine own love- whisper
2 ed St. Auburn. at length, gazing tender
1 ly on the young girls troubled face and
: desponding air you seem exhausted,
too-lean upon my bosom thus, Glendo-
\ ra. and smile upon me, love. once more.
: He laid her seraph head upon his breast
These curls are like cloud, and they
e oppress YOU he continued, as he took
r up The shining ringlets and pressed them
n back from her brow. Glendora looked
: up as if to thank him with a grateful
If glance, but it was arrested ere it met hi.
d own. and fearfully. TI,ey stood togeth-
Y er at about two-thirds the distance from
II the entrance TO the opposite side Of The
e apartment, large, full-length mirror d.
d rectlv in front of them, and on either
q side Of it cleaned an unShaded lamp
% Glendora's eye had caught their brigh
n reflection, and the strong. fatal resem
l. olance of which she had never though
a before, struck her spirit like the ligten
'e ing's withering fash. She felt 50 crush
IS ed, so utterly condemned, and, as if thu
, look of pure affection she was about t
,e besiow upon her lover had been Grim,
:; objectionable, she wrung her white fin
m gers together in agony, and covered likt
n a guilty thing upon the floor. ST. Au
e burn raised her in his arms, and bort
"a her TO a sofa which stood near the door
.r ''Ora, dearest he murmu,ed softly
ID l." what means this strange emotion-au
n | not with you-are you not my gentle
r bride?''
vi "Spare me oh, st. Auburn, spare
ID mr. y pleaded the unhappy girl, aitemp
b. ting TO disengage herself.
T. Nay. not yet said he, forcibly de
ID tanning her, what mean you, Ora? yo'
le have no father, no home-I offer TO b.
to you home-father--h --husband-broth-
le % this is horrible horrible = shrek
10 ed the wretched young creature, as will
lg strong, convulsive effort she almos
ID succeeded in freeing herself from bi
le embrace. Escape was. now impossible
is suspicion flashed upon ST. Auburn, an,
Up he held her with grasp Of iron Ca
e she know--did the fends whisper it ?
ID he muitered inarticulately, then holdin
le Ora's paled countenance up in the stron
Of light, he glared down upon her as thong
Ut his gaze could pierce the soul that trem
le bled in her .reeling brain, and tearin
I'd thence its horrible secret, gloat upon