Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1845-1854, 1851-10-13

: with trembling fingers and eyes nearI,
blinded with tears, worked over it till sh,
, had formed the device.
The goldsmith had jus. finished The ring
when one evening the knight visited Mar
guerite.
His bearing had no, been so cod ane
naughty as it had been Of late, but was
gentle and loving as when he had won hel
young heart.
"Margueri,e, said he, rs he sat by he,
side gazing thoughtfully at her, ''you are
the daughter Of a goldsmith, and though
you may not be rich, you have right to
expect a better alliance than that to which
my selfish love would urge you.'
"Oh! why this mystery?" exclaimed
Marguerite. with surprise, "inform me al
once who your parents 4nre, and then may
be able TO judge Of your condition in iife.'
Now by the brow of DIANA" said he,
81 dare say you imagine 1 am some proud
knight, such as my appearance indicates,
but beware, trust not 10 appearances"
care you an honorable mani" she anx.
iously inquired, seeing he refused TO discover
his family.
"Honor, | hope have, ano yet we're
to tell you all. you would consider me
worse than felon or robber," was his IN
swer.
Marguerite fixed on him her eyes with
aslonishment
"Worse than felon; what then can
you be!" was her exclamation.
The knight answered in deliberate and
mournful tone:
81 have deceived you-to the rank Of
knight | have no clasm; have assumed
this disguise the better to win your affec-
tions. l am nothing but vassal OF one"
The announcement was unexpected.
For her to ally herself to q slave. She
started and involuntarily shrunk away.
"Ah! you not even freeman?' she
sried, ''and you have deceived me in this
heartless manner! Oh, whom have
loved" She turned from him with pas
sionate burst of anguish, and hid her face
in her hands.
Q The knights mild sorrow seemed to de-
par; his eye expressed disappointment, land
frown was on his brow.
"Are these your sentiments towards me?'
asked he, ''no stronger than this is your al
tachment! Aa,tered myself possessed
your love, but find | am mistaken. The
woman | would wed shall moi be Influenced
in her choice by any external circums,an.
ces. Go. Margurite-I renounce thee
go!''
The knigh, camly arose and slowly re
tired.
'fStay," cried Marguerite, wildly cling
ing to his arm, ''do not leave me thus
never did love ere beheld you, and nev.
er shall love another. If you are n slave,
IL will be slave ulso!-only do not
leave meP'
"But you will not wed the degraded, the
despiseda" asked the knight
'You are not despised by me-" was her
reply, ''your heart is noble; if your condi-
.ion is lowly, ! am yours--if you will take
me-yours lorever!''
The young knights countenance was
suddenly lit up by smiles, and he clasped
her with joy to his breast.
"Pardon me, beloved Marguerite" he
cried "for the deception have pracliced.
saw you in your home and loved you;
and now have tested your affections
yours love. Farewell now, for shor,
time, shall see you again in few days"
A few mornings afterward, the sound Of
trumPets brought the good citizens ofBurges
to their doors and windows. A splendid |
cavalcade of horsemen, with waving plumes
and flowing mantes, was passing through |
the streets. AT their head rode knight !
OF graceful and princely mein, on fiery,
snow white charger. The knight was su-
perbly attired, his tunic was of richly EN-
broidered velvet, and over his brow foa,ed
a plume Of ostrich feathers, fastened in his
bonnet by diamond aigrettee.
Gaily through the streets he rode. Into
the street where lived the goldsmilh-they
turned, and before his door where he stood
alone, they halted. The knight at their
head was the same who had ordered the
bridal ring. The goldsmith recognized
him.
snake haste, Marguerite" he cried to
his daughter, as with fallering steps she
bore the ring, ''make haste and bring the
princely knight his lady's bridal ring"
Tremblngly she stood before the knight
and presented the ring; with one thrilling
look he leaped from his s:eed and clasped
her to his heart.
eMarguerite," he exclaimed, placing the
ring on her finger, ''my beloved, this ring
is for thee-for thee my beautiful bride,
your adorer is not slave"
That evening in old Burgess cathedral
magnificent marriage ceremony was per-
formed. The crowd that filled 10 over
flowing the cathedral, comprised the fair
est and most gallant in Burgess, and the
bride who. in her pearl. pounced robes stood
before the altar, was worthy to be surround.
ed by so noble IN assembly, and though
once goldsmith's daughter, she was now
the bride Of a prince.
Andrew jackson.