Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1852-12-08

happy VILE Oh l1arry Lee, she was Wila
him on their way to her new home.
Disappointed affection, the betrayed con:
Etiauce of kind and aiiectionate parents,
may break the heart But the disappointed
pride of such 4 father as Mr.. Anderson sus.
tains its own defeat; and when that same
morning it WAS announced to him that
Marion was not III her room and had not
probably been there through the night, he
understood at once all that had taken place,
and though torrent OF fury rolled i'll his
heart, ard almost rose to his lip, he SUBJ
lued it, and sat down to his solitary break
fast as ii H.nothiug had happened. And
from that time, for years, the name Of
Marion was never on his tongues Yet can
| not believe, that, proud, and stern, and un-
eorgiying rs he was, that name was not
ot,en-uIways-in his heart, and dearcr
than it had ever been before; for pride can.
not qucll the voice of conscience, and he
knew he had done wrong. \ month after
she went away, she wrote to him, and told
him she was happy, though sorry. she had to
Gud happiness in flial disobedirnce; and Il
long time after, that letter was seen worn
and faded, rs if it had been read oyer and
over. But: he made no reply to it Yet let
us believe, that had he ever known that she
was suffering from want or the treachery Of
him si,e lad trusted, lie would have called
her hastily back to his house and his heart.
do believe it, though he never had reason
for daing so.
would not seem to be the apologist of
clan5estine marriages, for believe they
generally turn out badly But it was not
50 in this CASE Marion was happy i'll her
new and comparatively humble homc-far
happier than she had been in her fathers
house, for now she WAS united to the man
she loved, and all his care was to make her
So. Eie was respected in the lace where
they lived, aud she fonnd herself received
wih great JOY and Kindness by his friends !;
and if she ever looked back to the home
she had left, it WAS not witl, one thought of
regret. The house in which she lived was
on IN eminence sloping gradually ,lown to
the river that flowed below, and here she
sought in her leisure hours to revive the
beauties and ornaments she had deserted.
Flowers sprung up here and there; vines
were planted to run over the house and the
little porch, aud during the hours iii which
! Harry was absent from home, she employed
her time in contriving some new object to
surprise him when he returned. 1t was the
tirse and pure gushing out of her welded
love, and us he fol dcd her to his heart, and
called her his own beloved Marion, and
exhibited his delight in all she did, she felt
that it would be foolish and ungralcIul,
! should she ever suIler herself 10 regret even
Tor one momcnt the change she had made
when she lei: ii! for him.
llont!is rolled on, and the anniversary of
their marriage came, and with it came the
birth cf 4 boy-t!,cir infant Harry. 1t was
new object of aiirction-a new tie be-
tween the two hearts that loved so fondly.
.iIariou had often heard indirectly from her
father, aud now she wrote to him again.
The letter was full of her own overllowing
happiness aud JOY, but she said nothing of
rccouciIiatom, though now her heart felt an
indescriaab!e longing to lay her boy in her
fathers arms, and, proud as he was, hear
him call him his boy. But no answer came,
and she yiclde,, without Il sigh. She had
still her husband and her child, and what
more did she want?
Let Inc now pass over the next two years
years of unalloycd happiness, during
which time their boy grew and became the
idol of their hearts. He was 4 beautiful
and noble looking boy. The house was
filed with guests, for it was the anniversary
of their marriage again-the third, and the
second birthday Of the little Harry, and
they had prepared to celebrate the two
events in ore. al was JOY. The Child, in
his rich dress, was sporting among the
flower beds in the lawn with his nurse by
lis side She left him but Il moment, to
enter the house at his mothers call, and
when she returned he was gone.
Wildly the poor woman ran through the
place Ii was but a moment she WAS absent;
he must be near; he cannot have gone far.
!. was in vain He couId not be found.
Poor Aiarion-!ow the news fell npoD her.
She could not believe it TT first, but when it
became certain, after all efforts to find him
had proved fruiicss, and day passed after
day and 10 things of her darling boy, she
gave herself up TO the widest grief. They
concluded tha. he must have fallen intn the
river, swollen and rapid from recent rains,
ana been washed down to the lake
1t Isl terrible thing to watch over the
gradual inroads Of disease, sapping day by
day the foundations of life in darling
child, an only one; to see consuming sick.
ness drink up its lle's blood; to watch the
wasting away Of its beautiful limbs with 4
slow emaciation, and see the light in its
bright eye fade, and grow darker, darker
and more dim, till it goes out in death 1t
is a terrible thing for young and happy
mother. But oil! how far more terrible TO
Marion Lee, thus in the very hour of her
hearts highest happiness and JOY, thus sur
rounded by her friends, rejoicing with her
on tic birthday of her bog, to have him
snatchcd away by an unseen hand; ono
moment by her side and the next, gone, and
her eye never. again to. behold him. 1t
would have been lighter; il even then she
could have found his body, that she might
fold it once more to her agonizcd heart in
one last ycarnng carcss, to prepare her to
let him go. But even this was denied her.
1t would have crazed the brain of many Il
woman. But not so with Marion She hai
= portion Of her fathers spiri', and though
sni;ten down with the bereavement, she
j H. Al.