The southern press. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1850-1852, 1852-07-20

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4You are right. sir, East" said the English
man.
swell. said Mr.. Perkins. am glad sm
not slsveholddr, for One reasW-l am sare
should never get TO Heaven. am sure shouid
be knocking brains out from morning 'till night.
that ia ii there are brains under all that mass Of
WOOL Why, they are so slow, and inactive,
should BIZ stumbling over them oil the time,
though from the specimen ! have seen in your
house, sir, l should say they made most sgreea-
BILE servants"
"My servants are very faithful they have had
great pains taken with them. rarely have any
complaints from the overseer."
Your overseers; that is the worst feature in
slavery" said Mr.. Perkins.
"Why, sir" said Mr.. Chapman, ready for
another argument, you have your superinten-
dents at the North--and they can knock their
people down when they zee it"
II beg your pardon, sir" said Mr.. Perkins.
81 had forgotten that."
Stay little while with u.s." said Mr.. Chap
man, as Mr.. Weston rose to lead the way to
the drawing room. "You will not find az go
bad Us you think. We may roast 4 negro now
and then, when we have barbecue; but that
will be our way of showing you hospitality.
You must remember, we are only poor heathen-
isi Southerners, according to the best received
opinions of some who live with you in New
England"
"Alice, said MIRA Weston ut late hour in the
evening when the last of the guests were taking
their departure, Walter would like to see you in
the library but my love wish you would spare
yourself and him the useless pain of parting"
81 must see him dear mother-d0 n6t refuse
me, it is for the last sime-pray let me co.
"If you choose, and Alice glided away a.
her mother was interrupted BY the leave taking
of some of their visiters The forms, the cour-
was enduring her fret sorrow the foundation of
youths slight fabric Of happiness was yielding
beneath her touch. The dread "nevermore"
that Edgar Poe could not drive from bis heart
and his sight was depressing her. She sought
him before when her young heart had bowed not
the less devotedly and humbly that it was al
lently and secretly. II was to be bitter part.
ing, not as when she watched to the last. Ar
thur Weston who was dear to her, as ever was
brother to sister, for they had the promise
and hope of meeting again; but now there was
no tear in her eye, no trembling in her frame,
and no hope in her heart. From the inmost
depth of her soul arose the prophetic voice, thou
shalt see him no more.
"Alice, said Walter, taking her hand between
both of his and gazing at her face, az pale and as
sad as his own, it is your mothers wish that from
this time we should be as strangers to each
other, even loving AZ we do, that our paths on
earth shonld separate never to meet again-is it
your wish too!
"We must part" you know it Walter, said
Alice, musingly, looking out upon butt not see-
ing the calm river and the stars that gazed upon
it's waves, and all the solemn beauty with which
night mad unveiled herself"
"But you lose me Alice-and will you see
me 90 from you forever without hope-will
you yourself speak the word that sends me
forth wanderer upon the face of the earth"
said Walter.
"What can doc" said Alice
'Choose, Alice, your own destiny, and fix
mine."
"Walter can not leave my mother-I would
die thousand times rather than bring such sor-
row upon her who has known so much Ny
uncle too. my more than father,- oh! Walter,
have sinned, and suffer"
"You are wise Alice, you have chosen well,
you cling to mother and home friends-I have
none of these-there is not upon earth being
so utterly friendless az am
"Dear Walter, you have friends, and you can
make them you have wealth and talents, and
many gifts from God. Go forth into the world
and use them; let your noble heart take courage,
and in assisting others and making them happy,
you will soon be happy yourself"
Walter looked at her with surprise; such
words were unlike her whom he had been
accustomed to consider lovely and loving
child. But bitter smile passed over his coun.
tenance, and in stern voice, he said
"Ahd you, Alice, what are you to do?"
"God alone knows" said Alice, forced into
consideration of her own sorrow, and resting
against lounge, near which she had been
standing, she wept bitterly. Walter did not at.
tempt to restrain her, but stood as if contem.
plating grief that he could not wish to control.
Alice again spoke
ut must come, dear Walter, first or last, and
we may as well speak the farewell, which must
be spoken but could endure my part, if | had
the hope that you will be happy Will you
promise me you will try to be?
mo, Alice, cannot promise you that. If hap
piness were in our own power, would not be
looking on you whom have loved all my life,
for the last time But will hope that you may
be fortunate enough to forget, and be happy"
"Children," said Miss Janet for che had gently
approached them, "do you know when and
where happiness is to be found? When we
have done all that God has given us to do here,
and in the Heaven above those stars that are now
looking down upon you. Look upon Alice,
Walter, with the hope of meeting again and
until then, let the remembrance Of her beauty
and her love, be ever about you Let her hear
of you as one who deserves the pure affec.
ton of her young and trusting heart Ye have
lived as brother and sister; part as SUCH and may
the blessings of God be upon you both for
ever"
Walter took Alice in his arms, and kissed her
cheek4-all sternness and pride had gone from
his handsome face, but there was such look of
hopeless sorrow there, as one would not willing
ly behold on the countenance of one so young.
Cousin Janet led him away-and with words
of solemn, deep affection, babe him farewell