The Santa Fe weekly gazette. [volume] (Santa Fe, N.M.T. [i.e. N.M.]) 1851-1854, 1852-11-13

The troth was plighted soemnly--the vows were
breathed as solemly; yet, had Emmeline looked
into her lovers face at that instant, the pale moon
would have shown on his brow The reflection of
that shadow which lie had observed upon Emme-
lines. Whether Il was remembrance that came
from the past; whether It was an untold dread Of
the realities Of the future, we do not pretend to
know; but ere she had turned up her loving face
to his own, in all the gracious confidence Of
heart that believed in spite of fate, she saw not the
shadow on bis forehead, but face manly and
handsome, beaming with rapture upon her.
They returned 10 the house. The night had
come on. The night wind swept among The
flowers, and shook the odors out of their fairy
bells Moon ard stars were up and the night was
like to that we can imagine to have been the first
in Paradise. Over their wine sal the two paternal
magnates within the elegant parlor. Side by side
sal the twin dsposers of The young destnies--the
potential manmas The converse was presided
over by plutus; for gold, and broad acres, and
brocaded silks, and bnns of old Port and horses,
chariots, wedding garments, presents, &C., consti-
tuted the staple Of the conversation.
For time, loo, the young lovers sat together,
''half embraced and half retiring from the glow
ing arm.p Then whisper from Horace made the
girl 60 to her piano, and her voice rose up in
sweet hymn TO the evening, as il St. Cecilia herself
was in one Of her rapt $levotional moments pour
ing fourth music Of ejaculation, mingled with
supplicaton, to The divinity, who had given her
senses and soul to comprehend the great lowell
ness Of existence.
The morning Of Horace's departure came and
went, and he with it, after eave-takng, fresh
vows, and blessings on both sides. Still at the
parting the shadow was on the soul of Emmelne /;
but on the frank and open brow Of Horace there
sat no care With embraces, and kisses, and reve-
rcnd promises Of neyer-dying love, he parted from
her, and before many days were over he was in
the capital. Before many days he had held revel
with his old companions. This was wrong as the
most indifferent man would say.
Unhappy, the evil genius Of Horace came to
him in the shape Of beautiful and pro0igate ac-
tress, whom he had met with during sojourn in
London some two years previously. Without their
being anything absolutely criminal about their ac-
quaintance at The time, he had plunged into debt
and extravaganza for her, which had greatly en-
barassed him. though since he had relieved him
self from all his liabilities.
What would you have? Young, frank, generous,
and inexperienced in the wiles Of artful women, il
aatCred his vanity to be caressed by one so beau
tiful so brilliant, witty; and gay as she was Feted
by titled men, and with her levees. attended by q
string Of youthful coxrombs, it made him giddy
when he thought this brilliant creature showed him
more Of favor and patronage than she did others
The time, however, came when he was disabused
of his frantic alteration. An exposure took place
in which she was shown to be the proaigac she
was. That which added to her notoriety, ant
made her more fascinating to the man about town.
disgusted him, and he retired, with wounded hear
and sorrowful feelings TO the country There he
renewed his acquaintance Of childhood with En-
meme, and learnt to love her. The result We
have shown the reader
BY a chance, on this last visit to London,-by {
chance or by design, no matter which, this art
full and perfdous creature, knowing that he wa
wealthy and susceptible, having lost some part o.
her influence, determined TO mould him TO her pur
i, pose. They met. They grew acquainted. Th'
story Of the past she contrved 10 gloss over; sh
7 made it appear that she was a slandered and in
iured creature. His chivalry, his vanity, his pas
sions were reused, and ere many days had passet
he was her devoted slave; and she played witt
the feelings Of the vacilatng youth till his hear
was tortured with feelings Of rage and remorse
. He spent large sums Of money upon her, while sh
in secret laughed at him as an infatuated fools will
A whom she could do apyihing. She had marke'
A him for her own-her prey. She did not know
4 vet that there was such a person as Emmeline
. She had long ceased to believe in the influence o
vrtuous and lovely young woman. On the stag
she enraptured all hearts, by the utcrauce of thos
:, splendid truths, to the proof Of which she was
i living lie.
4 AT first he wrote to Emmeline daily letters
: teeming with affection. Then these grew les
! frequent. When he found at one time that wee
! had passed by without having replied to her las
: pang of pain shot through his bosom, and som
days passed by before he knew how TO write, an
its tone was SO strange and incoherent that dis
may seized Emmelines heart. Her fears wer
not so groundless after all.
His slaywas 10 have been prolonged to SON
! four or six weeks only, and soon two months wer
gone. This was terrible, but he was in the toll
This giddy vortex Of pleasure, dissipation, an
: riot, fastened upon him, and this terrible Lamia
: this woman who might be kened to beautifI
/ fend, half woman and half serpent, seemed TO hav
. wound her deadly coils round him, and to have cas-
J such spells upon him, that he at last forgot-n
i he did not forget the sweet meek face Of his Low
!, the pleasant, venerable and afectionate smiles Q
: his parents, but he refused 10 remember them. A
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