Burlington hawk-eye. [volume] (Burlington, Iowa) 1845-185?, 1851-11-27

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he turned and staggered out of the door. and
tance.', way ~ ''e u's-
Poor wretch muttered Edward, as he kindly
look my hand. she is to be pitied! But Won are
aghated II hope,o he added IN anxious tone.
you have az, nothing to blame yourself for in this
Il wish had not" exclaimed ferventlv
"but on, Edward, | feellhat l have acted wrong
-aHnonsh heaven knows l never intended he
should love mer' "'
"Well do not reproach yourself too severely. ,,
he replied IN mournfnl voice. sLet us 90 back
10 Inc parlors; and forget what has taken place.
we returned together. and Edwards presence
alone sustained me for the rest of that evening
Fear, pity, and remorse, made my heart faint and
my cheek pale, and was wretched.v
tnink understand your feeling,v said Isa-
pei, who had listened with deep interest. "I
know how | should have felt under conviction
that any thoughtfullness of mine had ruined
tel'ow Re: beings haPpness-perhaps had shattered
agains'
"Listen. He disappeared. For more than
year ne was absent, and nobody knew what had
become OF a thin haggard youth, who wandered
about the country, begging his bread from door
door, giving in return for charity touching songs
which he sung in soft melancholy voice, and
the musical tones of an accordion he carried with
A'AA's "Ai' pidtcu with peculiar ana Teel-
ing skill. Everybody treated him kindly for al
though he was evidently of an insane mind, there
was mlldness-a melancholy enthusiasm about
him-which won all hearts.o sa
s'Search was made for him. His friends were
not mistaken in their suspicious. He was the
wandering Gilbornel'
"Oh, aurtp' exclaimed Isabel, tears filling her
eyes.
"They carried him back to c. For sever
al weeks he seemed contented to remain at home
but at length his disposition to wander returned,
and he disappeared again.
"One chilly ,rainy day, was sitting alone in my
room, amusing myself with my first child-then
about six months old-when there was a ring
at the door. Our domestic had gone out. and
there being nobody in the house but me, left
little Ella playing on the floor, and went to open
the door. 4.
81 started back with an exclamation of alarm.
Gilborae. drenched with the cold rain. was stand
ing on the steps, NV first impulse was Of fear,
and would have shut the door in his face. had
he not looked up to me and said in melancholy
voice
at rains may l come imp"
81 was touched, held the door open while he
entered. There was fire in the sitting room,
and made him sit down before it to dry his
clothes. For ten minutes not aword was spoken
by either of us; but his wild eyes followed me
about the room wherever | went. tremhled
| longed to hear the footsteps of Edward in the
hall. tried to speak to the wretchei man, but
for some reason could not; and his eyes still
followed me in silence.
At length TO my dissnay, heard Ella crying
in the next room. Gilborne started.
as that your child ?'' he asked.
Il tremhled as repli d that it was. Turning
deadly pale, he star,ei from his seat, and ap-
preached the room whence the cry proceeded
Much as feared him, I caught his arm. The
thought that in moment Of Frenzy he might co
violence to my child, made me desperate.
sYon must not go there" said. can hardly
tell what followed. | remember that his eyes
&C passion-that he pushed me from him-that
dizzy sickness came over me aud fell upon the
floor.
When recovered my senses, saw him bend
ing over my darling Ella, as she Law on the rug,
gazing up with baby wonder into his face. With
a cry of terror sprang forward. He ed his
head. There was no frenzy in his eyes but tears
gushed from them, and rolling down his sallow
cheeks fell like rain upon the face of my child.
"He kissed her, and rising from his knees, beg
ged my pardon in soft and melancholy voice and
words so delicate and touching that burs: into
tears. Before could speak he was gone"
s.How singular exclaimed Isabel. From that
day Gilbo.ne's insanity disappeared. He is now
minister in c..
s'Is that the man the pious benevolent, mild
preacher whom everybody loves so well?o
ssThe same. He turned to Heaven the alfec-
tons which Were thrown away upon my unwor-
thy self. believe he is happy, but even now,
when hear Of thoughtless flirtations,I am pain
ed by the reflections, they call up"
"Bat they seldom have such melancholy ter
mination, dear amt" timidly suggested Isabel.
s'Trae. Disap2ointments in love generally leave
sorrow in the heart without shattering the brain.
But there are beings of such fine and sensitive na-
lures, that the health of both the mind and body
depends upon the sounaness of their Affection"
Isabel bowed her fine head to hide blush and
a tear and frcm that day she was never known
to indulge in shoughtless frtations.