Burlington hawk-eye. [volume] (Burlington, Iowa) 1845-185?, 1851-08-07
The Daughter Of Night:
A STORY OF THE PRESENT TIME
CHAPTER xxx
BY s. W. FULLoM.

| CHAPTER Xxx.
MRS Grantley did not feel at the time any i'll
effects from the alarm and excitement she had
sustained; but next day their influence on her too
sensitive frame was but too apparent, and she was
unable TO leave her room. Tne ass;duous care,
however, OF Nlllicent, who never left her,
ana lhe skill OF her physician, soon produced a
favorable impression, and before the week expired
she appeared TO have recovered at least her pre-
'!ous health. But the eye Of his affection is
| searching, and her pale atenuated cheeks. languid
spirits and daily failing strength, though unoh-
served by Others, are source of increased solci-
tude to Milliccnt.
| heir friends had been most seduous i'm in
quiries, and both Vavasour and Lord Childars
called repeatedly, though Mlicent, engrossed by
her attendance on Mrs Grantey, would see no
one The first visitor admitted was Fanny Ray
mond.
1t is impeaching the poets metaphor. but alb
sence. sprlnging out OF this Seclusion, was not
,ntayorable TO the growing pariality Millicent
| had begun to feel for Navasour BY the bedside
| OF her benefactrcss, to whom he was so nearly
| related, and who seemed to form connection
| Ink between them-watchins for long, long hours
far in the night, silent and alone, her thoughts
naturally reverted 10 one who had periled his life
TO snatch her from outrage. and possessed so
much to excite admiration. Well did she remen-
ber her agitation at their first meeting. and from
that moment, she had, though unconsciouslv. re-
garded him with increasing interest His possi-
bic affinity to Mrs Grantey, suggested so readily
by his name, and the striking resemblance of fea-
,nres. accounted for this prepossesson and, under
/ such an influence, she could not overlook the
manly beauty OF his person, the wnng suavltv
of his voice, the efforts he made to please and
amuse her. She had felt fattered, too, by his
manifest preference, which had even seemed to
| thaw and animate himself, so, that, in her pres
ence, his inherent hautiness had succumbed, soft
ened and almost disappeared. She could form
| no conception ho" deeply that quality was i'm
| planted in his heart--how wild and frequent
were its conflicts with his spirit-how complete
ly it had tainted corrupted and perverted his ma
! turc.
| After an interval Of about fortnight, she was
| sitting one morning in the music room at the end
of suite of apartments opening from the draw
ing-room, and was playing little air on the harp,
when she heard step behind, and looking
! round, discovered Vavasour.
! 81 ask a thousand parloas for intrudin-. he
said, not without sharing her embarrassment.
"but was shown into the further room. aud the
| doors being open, could moi resist the attractio
of your voice Indeed, music has such power
over me believe Saul himself was not more in
| iuenced by it,
| sBut you have no evil spirit, like his. that it
can chase away" said Millicent, with soft
| smile
| II hope no, and yet l must own to ft of
| gloom when came here, and which Your voice
and Tyre have dispelled Fit is not encroachng
| would venture 10 solicit an sacore'
I Il shall be very happy, but this little trihe
! though favoTite Of mine, will, probably. on a
repetition, not be so agreeable to y II. Shall
! sing something else -
"Oh, no. that before anything, if you viii so
! oblige me-"
| Millicent resumed her seat, and after few
preliminary but thrilling touches. accompanied
| the music with this
| OH love is gentle. tender. CAV.
| Though changeful as an April day:
| Oh love is true, devoted, pure.
/ And constant as the day is sure.
| In summers heat or winters frost.
| It's bloom, lis perfume, is no: lost:
In veal or woe it's still the same,
A bright, serene, undying fame.
Its stem viii bend before sigh,
| And yet it will the blast defy:
| The dew upon it Is a tear.
And yet il knows not doubt Or fear.
| All things beside must fail, bat love
Is steadfast as the SKY above:
In age as youth, sill, still as fond,
1t gives pledge of life beyond.
| 1t was clear. when the performance ceased,
I
| men'ary, had by no means exaggerated hls con-
stitutionai senstiveness 10 music. His ear
drank the dacet sounds, as if they were the in
carnations Of an enchantress, while
her voice in low sweet accents fell,
Melting The soul with softest harmony.
The eagle glance left his eye now snbdued and
pensive his patrician lip was no loager curled !;
| and an air of impassoned melancholy invested
his features.
| ..Ana thus it is to lovel'' he observed, musng-
". "May we take the description as a faithful
one?"
.'You. perhaps, think it the love Of romance,
more than of real life?' replied Millicent, her
color deepening, though she knew not why.
..Then you take the for Turk or an lntdel, ,
who cannot receive such an ETHEREAL creed?-
| Who can believe only what is sordid and tangi-
| BILE? DENY the imputation, and announce my
self one of those dogsed few who still cling to
the old-fashioned notions of faith, and truth, and
feeiing.''
Il d,d not suppose anything else said Mill
| cent, with forced gayety. "lour defence, there
fore. is quite gratuitous."
.sHad known Won rave me credit for so much.
| should certainly have dispensed with a trumpet
er. But you know we all have claim to special
indulgence in these matters. The wisest of us, )
| Crabbe says, 'are perfect fools i'll love-"
sBut Crahbc has gone quite ont offashon.'
"Oh! does it depend upon fashion Then, how
nope, WIN ittiieu haotAs, t' N'io" az
thing abontlt? Pray, be my preceptress.n
II could not undertake such a responsibility.
being wholly without experience. My friend Miss
Raymond, now. il you have an opportunity OF
broaching the subject to her, can really give yol
some valuable information" And again her face
was Frightened with that soft smile, so demure.
and 50 provoking.
elt would be of no value 10 me. > said Vavasour.
quickly. 1t is your views | ask; gomr settlements
am curious about. DO, Miss Rennell, tell me
seriously favor, If you will, what is your
opinion of love?"
''sI should only lead yon wrong if | were to
saw
81 am persuaded .hat nothing coming from yoar
heart, as such an opinion must, could by any
chance be wrong. So pray tell me what you
think ?"
sWhat if | have never thought about it p
ssCan that be? imagined love was the one
universal theme of ladies' day dreams--the gls'
of all their speculations. could fancy 1t to be
scarcely ever out Of their minds"
s.Then think you are mistaken. Woman IS
not creature of thought bat of impulse, and, still
more, of affection. Love, indeed, is her attribute
we may say, her ruling genius; bnt it does not
spring from her Imagination. You must look FOR
il in her heart, in her sympathies, anmating, snl-
ding, and controlling her. She seldom thinks OF
it till she feels it.'
81 should like extremely to know what you
think of it." said Vavasour coaxingly.
'.Ha! ha! you may be assured do not agree