Sunbury American. [volume] (Sunbury, Pa.) 1848-1879, 1851-12-13
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ERA SECOND.

50 beautiful ray,
That, as gazed, AIN ,s thought
The spirit Of thy hay
Had left while melting in the air,
Its sweet expression painted there"
SKIP we ten years Ten years! What
an awful number OF days, weeks, months
And yet, to the novelist, how soon are all
passed. 'ris only the thought that must
travel. No uatrrialisn to obstruCt its pas
sage. The mind is here now; the next
moment, presto, 'tis as far as earth's con-
fines will allow it to range. Yes, thought
does, indeed, annihlate time and space.
Well, skip ten years, and come with me.
| am about entering one of those lumber
ing, top.heavy machines, called diligences,
with the tndeavor, by its aid, TO reach
Paris, the capital OF the beaa-mOnic. IT'S
well that the roads are SO delightful, or
that gentleman with the tremendous boots
would have to utter more ''pesicS :" and
.'Sacres ~ at the progress Of his rope-iaSt-
ened team than he does at present. But
all goes on glass, for the roads are almost as
smooth. The vehicle is nearly full. On
the front seat sits a heavy, Sour-looking
mvnheer, and bcsid, him companion,
with whom he every now and then en-
changes some guttura|s, and then rrlapses
into silence. The middle seat contains
one EngiiShman and two Americans !;
whilst the back scat is occupied by an old
frenchman and young lady. l suppose
her to be Young, for she has the 1.-THE, pill
ant figure of youth; but whether she be
maiden, Wits, or widow, Ills not so easy to
say, 50 closely does she keep that thick
/ veil folded over her face. But Ills dear
little band, with its nice fitting glove, that
holds down this screen: and surely, 'tis the
most melod0us voice in the world that
answers, ever and anon, the old man. So
/ sweet is ii that, once or twice, the fair
haired young American on The seat before
her has turned To The concealing veil for
he seems to think its music sounds like a
familiar strain. it probably recalls dream
OF his far distant home.
''Ihe last Stage. mon sieurS," said ir con-
dactc@r to several of the passengers, who
had alghted. 1--WE shall soon enter Paris.
What would YOU please 10 have, madame ~
as he stepped to the window of the vehicle,
where sat the lady spoken Of.
"a glass Of coa-sHcre, il YOU please,
said the sweet voice.
And again the young American, who
was standing near, turned at the words,
and looked at the speaker. The c0ndHc-
. iepr returned with the water, and the thict;
veil was raised as the lady lifted the glass
TO her lips. What a radiant, piqnant face,
/ What large, aImond-shaped orbs OF JET
shone, in their dark beauty, upon them
On gIancing al the young American OF
whom we have spoken, smile parted the
rosy lips as she hpldF = her little hand
and the words, SIS il possible! Do !, in.
deed, behold Mr.. "ourtrnaye 2" We're re-
p'ird to by the glad utterance OF, "NatalIe
Du Verrirr,"
Yes, lis even so. Natalie, the little
French girl, the dependent on his mother.
bounty, is now before him in that beauti.
ful, coqurttishlv-attired damoiseVe, who i,
known to the world as In belle .Natalie, the
prIma donna to hear whose sweet note,
crowd nightly to the opera the king, The
queen, ladies, lords, and the people. Yes
'tis the iar-tampd French nightingale, o
whom the journals have been prating fol
the last twelyrmonth, aud who is now OF
her way TO Paris, with her uncle, TO set th,
Je7u-m0nds wili again with the bewitchin(
spell Of her music.
And how comes Ashley here! That i
soon told. After we saw him last he en-
tered college. Three years of hard stud,
sent him into the world, graduate, will
honors. He then studied medicine, recei
we'd his diploma, and now travels ere h
, sits quietly down, in his native city, will
his loved mp,hrr. Mrs. Courtenaye re-
mains at home, feeding on the hope of 500
embracing her idol, cheering herself wit
his warmy.welcomed and ever punctua
letters, in the mean time.
All this, aud more, had they related t
each other ere the vehicle reached the fau
hourgs; and so interested was Ashley j
5 this narration, that he forgot to gaze, wit
: a travellers curio.ity, around him.
: ''You must come and see me, TO tell m
all about dear Mrs. Cour,enave," said Ma
: allie. "Herc is my address," And sh
4 handed him card, on which she had per
,, ciled some directions, as the dIigenC
= turned into Rue St. Ilonorc.
- Ashley needed not her uncle's preSsin
invitation TO induce him to come. He fe
the old charm Of her manner that had wo
- his boyish heart, aided most powerful
now by her magic beauty; for 'twas, il
. deed, magical 10 him, for he had new
dreamed thar the swarthy, meager chi
4 could become SO wondrously bewtchin
His first visit found her in her charmiI
little boudoir, whose rose rose-colored DIR
perry threw a soft blush over her. 81
was studying new opera when he W
announced and either the words or Il
g music had given look of softness to Il
large, dark eyes, that made them appe
still more dreamy. Her dress, too, suit
- her style. The orange-colored caShme
y. would have made any one but herself lor
ne like fright but it threw of, with fl
+ effect, her rich, sainy skin, with its wal
- glow, and her hands Of raven hair, arran