New Orleans daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1851-1866, 1852-02-02

And you are sure, giel, thereis no mistake ~
asked Mary, with Frightened cheek
Quite sure, my lady,
" Then bid them set down the breakfast: will
endeavor to eat
And seating herself she made the attempt but
70 would seem that joy is as much destroyer of
the appetite as is grief; for the Princess scarcely
touched TO, any thing What happy anticipations
hlied her heart, and how many reviving hopes
caused the telI-tale blush to animate her lately
paiild face what speculation, too, was in those
oeaming eyes Victorine, who was Mary's IA
vorlte maid, and devotedly attached to her, was
the daughter of one of Jamess ministers whom,
ne mad unlustly exiled. Mary had sent for her
ana treated her with great kindness and Mmil-
iarity' with almost q sisterly kindness. Vic
for she knew the joyful hopes which the news Of
the Princes unwonted attention had awakened
in the heart Of the lady, and feared that thew
were faliacious.
Mary having finished her repast, rose in haste.
bidding the attendants clear away the things,
Turning to her maid, she said. SIS
4 & And now quickly, my good Victorine, send
my tiring women hither--bid them use ali dis
patch"
Mary now moved about with delightful trepi-
daton; it appeared age since she had seen
the prince, though in reality not a long time.
Before the firing women entered, she had as
sumed an outward show of caImness and digni-
ifeu eoihposhre, put tAey remarked, bnat never
before had they found their mistress so difficult
to please. Many times they nd to curl and
uncurl her hair, that it might fall in more
graceful waves about her snowy neck, snd when
at last the pearls were arranged among me
sllken tresses, the next difficulty was to select
becoming robe. The choice fell upon a pink
satin one, embroidered with silver. The lady
viewed herself in the large mirror, and q smile
of gratihed vanity proved her satisfied
While this scene had been acting. it was OBJ
served that one Of Mary's ladies had, without
Offering any assistance, remained at q distance,
cycling her mistrsss with an expression Of ~
vious malignity, strongly marked upon her un-
progressing countenance- This was Cathe-
rine Villars, who, though not possessing SINGLE
personal attraction-indeed, remarkable for
homeliness-was yet mistress Of such surprising
tact, that she seldom failed in whatever sfe set
! her mind upon. In this she was aided BY su-
perlor intellect and shining talents hut more
| of her anon.yg 80 e.
The princess having dismissed her attendants,
awaited In nervous anxiety the promised visit;
not wishing to appear impatient, she took up a
book and seemed to be interested in its con-
tents-casting frequent glances at the door,
however, from time to time, and nervously
starting at every noise. Oh how heavy laden
dd the moments seem, as with measured flight
they slowly passed. at every sound Of the
clock, Mary looked up nervously; and hope
/ began to fold her snowy wings, whilst sicken-
| ing sensation stole through her breast; with
what fearful hope and tenacity did she keep her
eyes fixed on the hands of the clock, to her,
creeping so lazily around the dial plate.
| s'Oh! what laggard is time,' said she; but
hour after hour passed on and William came
not Mary wrung her hands in the agony OF
disappointment. and burst into tears still there
remained one lingering hope, which, like star
on life's troubled ocean. kept her from positive
| despair.
Perhaps she said ss he but waits the leisure
of the afternoon, that there may be no interrupt
tion to our happiness
| 1t was thus Mary's heart cheated her, whilst
she was endeayoring to still its beatngs. The
afternoon, like the morning, passed YEARLY on,
and still he came not! Like statue, change
less, still and beautiful; she safe the remainder
of the evening, and hope still hovered around
her trembling, and would not be dsmissed like
| the last spark of expiring nature, threatening
| every moment to become extinguished yet
| Pickering to the end.
Fool that was,' she exclaimed, {. to ina
gine that he would 1eavehis state affairs, to visit
me, except in moments of absolute leisure. He
win yet come William never breaks his word,
he is too honorable
The hours wore away, midnight came, but not
William 1t was then, the heart stricken woman
resigned herself to despair. In a state of mind
bordering on frenzy, she at last suffered her
maids to undress her, and throwing herself on a
couch, bedewed the pillow with the tears of dis
!, appointed hope, wounded feelings and insulted
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