Cooper's Clarksburg register. [volume] (Clarksburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1851-1861, 1852-01-21
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CHAnLorrA, the rambofine PIayor.

n6AQ. Inc RlIl wore. . AhSuesb ohhe W
blue fabric, and laced waist Of red velvet
ornamented with silver buttons, and on
her head an open net work cap, that SER
we'd to con6ne. but not to hide, rlch
abundance of black hair, Her complex,
ion WAS that rich olive hue that none ou1
italian skies impart, and her features were
faultlessly beautiful. =.
Such were some of the peculiarities OF
the two musicians that q glance manltes-
ted them to the beholder.
by this light, how pretty she is,' ex'
claimed the younger of the two students
Pretty-by Jove, she's beautiful, re-
Piled his companion.
Such feet
And such figure
And such black eyes
'Egsd Celeatine, must know that girl
better continued the younger OF the
two.
In love with her at FIRST sight, Anto-
inc ?'-Well, such fires quickly burn
themselves out, said his companion as he,
whom he had called Antoine, threw FIVE
franc piece into the girls tambourine, and
raised his cap as her eyes met his in &C.
Acknowledgement of the generous fee he had
bestowed.
'Celestine 2
WELL
Did you see those eyes?'
OF course
Were they lovely"
We agreed to that before. But where
are you going, Antoine?
To follow her, replied his companion,
suiting the action to the word.
Antoine Louyal was young student
of the medical college, and the only son
of rich merchant in the city. He was
but nineteen years of age; but an apt
ness, which nature had bestowed upon
him to remarkable proficiency, and he
already ranked high among his older
companions for'intelligenca and acquire
ments. In his disposition he was quick,
but generous and free neutrality-suspicious.
little inclined to the dissipation of the
day, but quite uncontaminated by any Sc
rious evil Or habit. His father took much
pride in his advancement-supplied him
literally with money-but at the same
time that he loved his boy he was strict
parent.
Our scene changes, Six months have
passed since we introduced our characters
at the Cafe des EtHdiants.
1t is apleasant evening, and the room
where we would take you is very pleasan-
tly lighted The furniture is exceeding
ly neat and plain but handsome and album
dant.
A lovely girl, with dark hair and eyes,
sits by table where burns an astral lamp,
at work upon some rich pattern of lace,
in the most elaborate and exquisite style
of figure. Opposite to her and engaged
with a book, sat young man, whom the
reader wodld have recognized as being
Antoine Loutal, and she who sat so qui
city there, and plying her needle with
such industry and lady-like mien, was
Charlotte, the tambourine girl. We will
not explain in detail the means by which
this change had been brought about
Antoine was handsome, eloquent, and in
love with her. He caused her to be
taught embroidery in its highest perfection.
1t amused her and helped them to pay
unitedly the expense of their little home,
and outwardly the two were most happy. |
But there was a canker-worm gnawing |
at the young girls heart, Antoine was
net her husband. She had never impor-
tuned him upon the subject, for he had
always met her request by answering that
were he to marry her his father would
disinherit him at once. TO her, who had
given up every thing, father, friends, and
innocence, such an object seemed but al
tritle, but she said no more upon the
theme, and months passed away. She,
loving, kind and true to him, and he, too,
loving her sincerely, But, as they sat
there now, after few moments silence,
Charlotte said:
Antoine, find that can no longer
be happy, unless you prove your sinceri,
ty by marriage
Dear Charlotte, you know that it is
painful to me for you to refer to this mat
ter, and you know that my father
'Truei you have told mo OF that before,
but unless you now concede to my wishes
we must separate at once
Separate, Charlotta'
Yes, Antoine. l am resolved
O 'Then you do not love me, he answer
ed, reproOchfully.
L do love you, Antoine, with all my
heart, said the beautiful girl, brushing a
tear from her bright eye.
The student leaned across the table,
kissed her fair cheek, and bidding her
good night, was about to leave,
Are you going, Antoine
Yes
You will not grant my wish?'
ICharlotta, cannot
Then FAREWELL she said. turning from
him with quick sigh,
The student returned to his quarters
in college, thinking but little Of the words
she had used towards him, and supposing
that she would forget the subject to-mor-
row, and all would be pleasant again, as
it had been many time before. But he
was mistaken. When he returned on the
following afternoon, to the apartments
where Charlotte had lived. she was gone,
with all her narsnnal attire and NO trace