Cooper's Clarksburg register. [volume] (Clarksburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1851-1861, 1852-10-27

bled by time. will ever pass away 90 de-
+manded the lover, reproachfully.
:. Not l. Leopold-it is my father who
thinks thus. You are well aware that NJ
de Marsan. a captain in the hussar regi-
ment which forms the new garrison at
Versailles, arrived but two days ago ?''
Yes-and have waited patiently for
your father and him to leave YOU, before
presenting myself. 1t had been impossi-
BILE for me to restrain myself in the pres
ence of that odious rival.''
Captain Marsan.'' continued Cecile,
:" is the son of an old and intimate friend
OF my father-he is also intimate with my
brother. who. as you doubtless know,
serves also in the cavalry. The fathers
nave made an engagement to unite their
chlldren-or rather NJ. de Marsan has
begged ME of my father for his son. The
Captain pre,ends also to feel an ardent pas
passion for me-
And your father had no objections to
comply with the desires of either father
or son % responded Leopold. his face be-
coming pale with rage and impatience
q None. responded Cecile. very mourn
fully.
And you-you-, Cecile 2"
"l-I love you only. Leopold, but have
always been taught to obey my father
1t Is his wish that [ should marry Captain
NJ. de Marsan. Without saying anything
of his exterior advantages, wealth and
position. he told me that refusal would
set him at variance forever with De Mar
san. who had been friend during the
last thirty years-and that in many other
respects he thou yht Augustus de Marsan
wa the only man he knew, who could
render me quie happy. lie aided, that
If refused 10 comply wi h his wishes. he
woull never grant his consent to my form
in5 any other union. ani in brief. tina.
his di>appnin ment would be the cause of
his own DEATH
The voice OF Cecile trembel while she
uttered these words, and sobs and tears
now ehoked her ut,erancc
THUS are you To be torn from me-
cried Leopold passionately; you whom
SO much love. whom atlore-for whom
a hundred times | would cast away this
worthless life-for without you, life itself
would be impossible.''
81 alone will be the viction Of my duty
to my father. said the weeping Cecile.
mot to be thought unnatural, l mus,
submit to his commands. l will obey his
wishes-and yet. dear leopold. my heart
is yours. and can be yours only
Leopold rose with an air of desperation.
TraverSed the saloon in great agitation
and with rapid steps-;hen approached
the young girl, exclaiming, passienately-
"And you will never, never forge, me,
Cecile 2"
Never. Leopold. neverl"
"Ah, how then can YOU obey your cru
el father?"
Il will make one more effort to induce
him to relent but Leopold. caudidly
acknowledge l see no hope of success 1
know not where or how to hope"
e will tell you." said Leopold, in a
decided voice
Speak-how. my friend go
't will settle all these matters-I have
"You! What--will you seek my ia
thcr? 90
No. Cecile, no-but 1 will seek De
Marsan..
What--do you propose to make l., c
the subject of quarrel-make me the
price of blood ?-condemn me to tears
and to misery. whatever may be the issue
of the combat? No, no. Leopold, this
must never be. Take more gentle means.
See my father, tell him of your love-
nay, will even suffer that you speak of
mine. This done, you may reach De
Marsan with more reasonable considera-
tions."
The young lover did not seem to heed
these counsels. He knew well. he said, i,
the indomitable tember of her father. For
himself, he thought that to live without
her was impossible ! AS for De Marsan,
how could he ever forego his claims p
Cecile was quite too beautiful to be re-
nounced by any man. Such were his
opinions. His own plan seemed the best
and the shortest. He had only to rid
himself of an odiouS rival, or die unier
the strokes of Il weapon which would ter
inmate life which. wanting her, must be
one of wretchednes< only.
Doyou then 80 passIonateiv love me?"
exclaimed the sorrowing but pleased Ce-
cile.
Love you? Never was there pas
sion more ardent than is mine. Fortune.
wealth. position, | could give all for a
single moments happiness. with certainty
my own. l am young, with the prospect
OF a long life before me. would freely
give my whole life for but six months. for
three-yea, two. or even one month. ii
that one month would secure you wholly
to myself"
"Of what devotion would my father
deprive me !" cried Cecile Then"
added she. if trials were to befall me.
loss of father or forIune-if calumny were
to cast its shadow over my name, ah, Lac
pold. would your love remain the sJme -
"Oh, can you d"ub. me. Cecile Does
not all nv misery aIis,. from The mi-for-