Burlington hawk-eye. [volume] (Burlington, Iowa) 1845-185?, 1851-05-29
From the Drawing Room Companion.
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LOVE ~ Il co Z Z
AskkrcA-By otD 'rS
'Teil me Ch ,rieV who Is that fascinating
creature in blue that values so divinrly?'
asked young Frank Belmont OF his friend
Charles Hastings, as they >to''d playing
wall flower Tor the moment at a military
ball.
julia Heathco,e," answered Charles,
with "a half sigh, AN old fame of mine. |
proposed, tut she refused me.
On what gronnt?
Simply because had a comfortable in
come. Her head is full oi romantic no.
tons, an | she dreams Of nothing hut Iove
in cottage. She contends that poverty
is essential to happiness and money Is
bane.'
.iIave You given up all hopes of her?'
Entirely in fac, Pun engaged
Then you have no ohjecion> to my adj
dressing this dear romauic ansei?'
None whatever. Bu, see my finance
EXCUSE me, | must walk through the
next quadrille with her
Frank Belmont was stranger IN Bos-
ton-a New Yurker-imsnensely rich and
fashionable, bu, his reputation had not pre-
ce lel him, and Charley was the only man
who knew him in New England. He
| procured an Introduction 10 our beauty
! from one Of our managers, and soon danced
and talked himself into her good graces.
In fac, il was IA clear case of love at first
| sight on both sides.
Tie enamoared pair were sitting apart
enioyiny most delightful tete-o tete.-
! Suddenly Belmont heav-d deep sigh.
why do you sigh, Mr. Belmont, = ask
ed the fair Julia, somewhat pleased with
this proof Of >ensitiily. is not this a
gay scene9
ALAS! yes replied Belmont e'oomily
but late does not permit me to mlngie
habitua,ly in scenes like this. This only
makes my ordinary life look doubt.
gloomy and even here | seem to see the
shadow of a tiend waving me away
What right have to he here?'
what fiend do you alu'ie TO ? asked
Miss Hea,hcoa'e, with increasing inter
est.
sA fiend hardly presen,able in good so
cie,y;' replied Belmont, bitterly. 'On'
could tolerate "a Meph>tophcles- digni
fled firnd, with his pocket iull Of money =
but my tormentor, if personifed, w"ul'
appear with seedy boots, and >hockiu!
had hat
1T is too true sighed Belmont, 'and tn
. name Of the fiend is Poverty?'
Are yon poor?'
Yes, Madame. am poor, and whe
,, | would tain render myself agreeable il
the eyes Of beauty the eyes OF one
could love, this fiend whispers me, "be
ware, you have nothing TO offer but lov
in cottage"
: MIR Belm mt said Julia, with spark
: ling eyes and voice OF unusual anina,io
although there are sordil souls in ,hi
y world. who only judge the merits of a
: individual by his pecun'ary possessions,
am not one OF that number. l respe'
poverty, there is something highly poet
:. cal abou, it, and imagine that happinrs
is ofiener found in the humble co,tag
: than beneath the palace roof
! Belmont appeared enchante" with tn
r encouraging avnwal. The next day, a
Ter cau,iuning hi, friend Charley to ss
nothing of his actual circumstances, /
- ,, called on the widow Heathcoate and h'
fair daughter in the character of the poo
gentlemen The widow had very diffe
r ent notions from her romantic oif.prin
t, and when Belmont candidly confessed h
~ :" poverty when requesting permission to ~
h. dress Julia, he was very politely reques
5, ed to change the sutject and never men'i'
it again.
o. The result Of all thi. manoenveril
], wa. an elopement, the belle OF the bs
: Jumped out of the chamber window on
: shed and coming down flight of stairs
IN meet her lover, for the sake oil being r
&c mantle, when she nigh, just as we'll ha
o. walked out Of the front door.
The happy couple passed day in Ne
IN IN York city, and then Frank took his belo
" ed to his cottage"