The organ of the temperance reform. (Cincinnati, O. [Ohio]) 1852-1853, 1852-12-31

f0thefs % thslbsAts ltsohappehcd that liz
zie Lee occupied the same boat as the naughty
Arabel Steiland, though her seat was at some
distance from the naughty girls. She had
lain aside he bonnet, and OIL how lovely she
looked in the pale moonlight. Arabel noticed
the eye Of her companion fixed upon the far
young girl, and calling his attention by a
smart tap on the arm, she said
You arc very interesting tonight, sitting
and gazing as though your soul were in your
eyes, on yonder silly faced creature. By the
| by" she continued, as though bright thought
had struck her, "what capital idea it would
be for you to make love to her, wouldn't it-T
declare it would afford me infinite amusement
to observe the actions 81 poor schoolmis-
tree when receiving the attentions of young,
wealthy and handsome man like yourself. -
"Arabel, replied Wilson, in grave tones,
''yOu would not have INC endeayOr to awaken
an interest in that fair girls heart merely for
! your amusement. Could you love me were |
capable Of playing so base part p
| Love your to be sure | could, with an
! impatient toss of the head, "and insist on
your making love to her. There, that boy has
left ber side; take the vacant seat, and lay
siege to Miss Lees heart"
With look Of unmingled regret and scorn,
! Wilson arose to obey his "lady-loVe. But
he smoothed his brow, and advancing towards
the young schOolmistress, took the seat beside
| her in careless, easy manner, at the same
time making some remarks on the beauty Of
| the evening. There was a look Of surprise in
Lizzie's eyes as she raised them to them speak
er's face, but ever graceful and LAZY like, she
soon recovered from he momentary embar-
rassmcnt, and replied, in Weet and thrilling
| tones
''It is indeed beautiful night-it reminds
me Of times gone by, perhaps forever" and
a tear glistened on her pale cheek.
1 Wilson remarked that tear-drop-it fell
upon his heart. Yet never passed he a more
| pleasant evening, Tor the shade Of sadness fell
from Lizzie Lees pure brow, and her every
word was fraught with mirth and poetry -
One sentence from her lips had more real wis.
dom and sense than days remarks from thu
4 giddy girl around her; and when Frederit
left hef at Farmer Merry 7dOOFy (fOT he ar
companied her home, Notwithstanding tn
fierce looks of Dick Wild, who regarded hin
in the light of an intruder,) and heard he
lmusieal t'good night,'' he wondered how
beingof her own sex could contemplate wrong
| against her-so innocent, so good-and hi,
heart grewcOld as he thought Of the mocking
words Of his betrothed- - -..t,
| Afabel was standing on the dOor-steps, and
as he passed her residence on his way home, be
heard her impatiently exclaim-
"COme, Frederic, quick, I-here | say,
wish to speak with you"
He soon reached her side, and then, laying
her hand earnestly upon his arm she burst
into loud laugh that sounded strangely dis
eOrdant to her listener-once it would have
been more welcome than the sweetest music to
! him-and said
"Oh it was capitalize see her blush and
almost weep, whilst you talked so softly to
her. Come, tell ME what it was all about
| Why, bless mel what ails you, WilsouT' she
continued, quickly, her gaiety all gone, and
| frightened look upon her face.
Her lover had become deadly pale, and was
| regarding her with strange expression.
| tListen, Arabel," he said, in harsher, colder
tones than he had ever used to her before
"Would you have things 90 on2 wOnld you
have me call up bright and beautiful dreams
in this young creatures heart but to blast
them-would you have me bring a darker
shadow to that fair brow already clouded by
the touch of sorrow? Oh! no, you cannot be
| so erRel. o.. -..'- a.
"NOnseusel'' returned the nnfeeling girl.
| tBlast her dreams-cloud her brow, you are
growing poetcal. However will have this
little play carried out. Obey me, Wilson, or
we part forever
| Wilson turned away without another word.
! 1t was the first time for months that they had
! pdfLtu NlJnOub ldE6WCll KISS uub hEdpGl
muttered to herself, "He shall do my will
hate the girl. She has by some strange fas-
cination attracted all the attention that used
to be mine before she came here. ] am de-
termined to drive her from the village"
The Dream Spirit came down from Heaven
that night, and fingered moment beside the
| luxurious couch where Arabel Stelland slept |;
and she awoke shuddering, for voice had
murmured "Beware thy own heart alone
shall be bruised-the sufferings thou would st
prepare for another shall reCoil upon thy
self. -,
Then it unfolded its wing and lowered near
the slHmbering Wilson, bringing him visions
Of sweet face, recalling the tones Of amusi-
cal voice. Again it fled, and paused to shade
near Lizzie Lee, with its snowy piniOns, and
! it bore to her ,dreams Of her gentle mother,
aud little sister, and still another-the hand
some Frederic Wilson.
And thus, at night, the Angel Of Dreams
wanders through the earth, to Che selfish and
cold hearted, bringing words Of warning
to the poor and innocent, bringing glad hope
for Neutrality-suspicious. Of love and peace and
happiness.