Baton-Rouge gazette. [volume] (Baton-Rouge, La.) 1819-1856, 1852-04-24
BEAUTIFUL sKEToH.

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bewldefiDg aud when sledow Of mel.
aneluy falls over the forehead. il softens
their beauty, while IL does iiot dim them.
*** If you will 70 with me Bew to q
glen In ille Highlands aud willow shaded
nook, | will point out To you tl!e very spot
where, years pgo, there stood rude bench
OIL Which many times have seen the iHif
| girl / write Of sitting, and by which ] once
saw her kneeling. The cottage under the
bin is occupied by strangers, and Its brond
hall and large rooms now ring to the
laughter OF those that knew not her whose
gentle spirit baunts their very chambers
| She was beautiful ne d dream. Nsver
was holier forehead shaded by raven tres.
ses never were tresses 40 glorious ms
those. II tell you that loved Sarah y.
you will call me ali enthusiast, and aserbe
my admiration TO my passion did love
her, but only as boy werships being
very far aaove him. used TO lie at her
fee Oh the grass, and gaze into her face,
and watch the pIsy Of her exquisite fea.
| lures. II was there learned frat how
high. and pure, aud worsl,pful humanity
may be.
She was young and beantifnl. What
need 10 add that she was loved, for such
as she lives on affection, und die for lack
Of IL Her father devoted his fortune and
his life 10 her; and she was heiress to
large estate. As might be expected, sbe
had numberlsss stltofs Of every rank and
| variety. / cannot now remember all OF
them, although kept the run Of them toll.
erably well. But OF oil there were only
two that appeared TO have nny prospect Of
success and the village gossips were oe.
cupisd In discussing their relative chances,
Frank R. was the gayest, best
hearted fellow III the world, aud had you
seen him on l,is horse by the side Of Sarah
D.. you would have suid that he was
made for her, 30 wild was his laugh, and
40 Joyous her response. Yet, had you
been behind the closed shutter Of the win.
dow IN front Of the large white house OH
the bill, as they rode by, aud had you
there watched the compressed lip, the
broad, calm forehead, the pale face and the
speaking eye OF Joseph S., ns he saw
them passing, you would have prayed to
God that that fair girl might belong to
that noble man, sven az I, boy, then
prayed.
God has answered my prayers. When
the long way wac travelled over, and the
rugged and difficult steep sttrmonnted--
when her fairy foot was pressed on the
| rock at the summit of tine hill Of life, and
her eyes gazed into the deep blue sky.
with = longing gaze, there, even there,
lie yond the blue, his outstreiclied arms
received her, and his embrace was heaven
Go preach to blocks and stones, ye who
believe that love is Of the clay! Go preach
to the dead, ye who deny the Immortality
OF the. affections. Go reason with trees,
or images Of wood, or with your own mo.
tionless, Iifeless, icy souls, ye who believe
that, because there Ii no marrying yonder,
there shall be no embracing, or because,
we may not ,,ee the gentle words "my
WIFE," we may not clasp these Asnctified
forms into our own holy arms. tell you,
man, that immortality would be glofi.
ous cheat If with our clay died all our
fitst affections. ] tell YOU, that annihla.
ton would be heaven, II believed that
when my head at length rests on its coffin
cd pillow, and my lips sink to the silence
and repose Of death, ,hese loving eyes will
never look into mine again, this pure clasp
never he around my neck, this holy caress
never bless me more
But see how I hasten In advance Of my
story And yet, like Canning's knife
grinder. / remember now that ] have no
story to tell, orat best 1t IL simple story.
She loved Joe. His calm and earnest
way OF loving her, won her whole soul.
lie did not say much in her company, nor
OF her; but when they were alone. or
only some Of the children near, his low
voice would be musical, and she sat en-
tranced with his eloqnence. ] have seen
them seated on bench by the side ol the
stream, and have heard him lead her gen.
tie soul, step by step, with him from, earth
to stars, aud then from star to star, until
she seemed to be in heaven with him, and
listening to the praises Of the angels.
| am unable to tell how il happened.--
Joseph S. left his profession (Which
had been the law) aud entered the minis.
try; nor am able 10 stale, though ]
might guess at the causes operating in
his own mind. The father Of Sara Dr.
WAS not religious man, and, ] am sorry
to say, was one Of the small class Of men
who not only deny the truths Of our most
holy creed but take every opportunity 70
cast ridicule on its teachers it was,
therefore, with great pain that his daugh-
ter observed his coldness ard rudeness TO
Joseph S., and was not surprised.
however much she was grieved, when all
open rupture rendered the suspension Of
his visits nj the house absolutely necessary.
They had never spoken of love. Each
knew the secret Of the Others affection,
and what need Of words to tell it! ii
would have been but a repetition Of hack
MED phrases And yet there is no music
in the world so sweet as those three words,
/" love yon," frofn the lips we love to
kiss. But the father of our gentle friend
had feared the existence Of some bond be-
tween them, and peremtorily required his
to break il If it did exist.
She replied TO him, relating the simple |
truth, and he desired her to refuse thence.I
forward to see OF speak to Joseph.
A month OF deeper pain than can well
be imagined, succeeded this command,
during which theydid notsmeet.
Il was on moonlight in August that
she walked out with me. (tlsen boy, three
years her junior. and sat on the bench BY
the side of the stream. The ait was clear,
the sky serene. and no sound disturbed,
Ynf The anff VOICE nf the wind among the