Spirit of the age. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1849-1865, 1853-01-12

some thirty miles from here. and start early
in the morning. therefore am busy in prepar-
alton, &c. | shall not probably be back until
the ship has sailed that is to convey you to your
adopted home or land of strangers. / trust
shall hear that you have concluded to return
to the former-but if rot, my lips shall never
betray you. Trust me, my desrfellow, and be
lieve me in the bonds of friendship,
Yours forever, j. B.
Herman uttered an ejaculation of displeas-
ure, then placing the paper upon the Goals,
watched It's burning into gray ashes.
And yet how can blame HING! he mur-
} INJURED, after some moments, Julia is a love-
| ly creature. with mind we'll informed, a
! mind that appreciates the great and good in
nature-something more than puppet, an
, automaton-w Lelia-an expression of
} anguish almost dis6gured his fine face-'Lelia
, is pampered baby, pretty doll-a being
destitute Of soul, | verify believe she has
: not heart enough to care for me except for
: the passing moment she will spend her
: passion becaase she could not keep me-. Il,
her fetterS, then she viii be the butterfly a.
gain, ready to catch some other poor fool By
her boasted beauty
And thus fortifying his cruel conduct by
S the false estimate Of his poor wife's feelings,
he strove TO make his guilty purpose seem
+ justifable.
. Little he knew the devotedness Of wo.
f mans heart sadly be Judged its strength
its firmness purpose, its heroism, where
love directs its energies. For hours had
S Leila sat--the lovely creature whom be
a thought so destitute of soul-with the per
. in her patient hand, and his letters opened
d before her, striving to copy, word for word
n that she might, before his return, send him
t letter of her own. The very day after hi,
:, departure for England she repaired to ar
t old retired sea captain, with whom she had
a always been great pet, and knecling like
child at his feet had pleaded with him to in
S struct her in the rudiments of the Englisl
: language. Then day after day had she lin
Il gered by that white haired man, patiently
4 studying till she had mistetud the al 3habe5
: In few months, with a little stumbling
e she could read English. Then beginning
;, to write, she made rapid progress; and no
alone in literature her whole demeanor ap
peared changed she was becoming woman
l. ly, and what Herman had so striven to make
: her, intellectual. She began to read som,
e of his books with the most exquisite delight
Ii a joy so genuine that her eyes often fIlet
t, with tears of rapture while perusing her rar
'- treasures SO with purer love, conscioa
of her mental Development she waited tn
IF return of her husband.
l. Beside her now, on a sumptuous littl
e bed of satin, robed in the richest laces, tn
: most silken fabrics, lay tiny infant An
S, this was secret; no one was allowed to ac
e quaint Herman that he was father h
ID for both mother and cbiId. ''4N''] q
II, The destined time for his return came an
" nassed no letters no tidings no hu
$ band. A weight of almost deadly fe;
"a crushed the poor heart of the devoted wife
an Leila feeble with anxiety, when six mo-
Ter tardy months moved by on leaden wing
still no news of the absent-no reply to Il
be- lettsr she had written with SO much pri'
ck and care. deeming it might lead him
The think tenderly of her, when he saw be
IS brayely she had conquered heI indolenc
ISL every day she stood before the portrait
I'D, Herman, that hung in his library, and ta
ure ed with the mute picture with the most p
ch sionate cloquence, and held her bright ey
the babe towards it, teaching her to call it ia
ne, erI Poor young wife, her despair was
ry great when a letter came at last, writ
! in by his aged father, in answer to one lc
upe He knew not of his son S wnereaou,
re a Herman had left home, as he supposed
ong return to Cuba. He and the poor mot
his were in much alarm was any vessel L
DIV sing? They had heard of none wo
l. their relative send back directly whate
OF a tidings they might loarn about this sing,
on AFFAIR."
1t as Leila, on the receipt of the letter, was
and months on the verge ofmaniacy her fat
ouId upon hint of the West India Slant,
with suspected the truth, and first raved lik
sue madman, then treasured up vengeance
future day Of reckoning. 1t was mo,
'ow !; full to behold the young mother sttin
rate, lstlessly beside her babe, whose vim
sat smile alone, bound her to earth it was
the sing mournful to see her, pale and list
and her hands locked over her throbbina boz
'IAS'' repeating Itte SOIIONlul WOfuSi MY L
ldoW is dying-I said he would not come aga
torn he has deserted me-my heart is dying.
fman And what of the recreant. Did his |
reproaeh him as standing in a strange
tone, guse on board Of an American ship he
have rapidly over the dark waters? Wret
Sc A man, he would not listen to his heart
ldom stifed its silent remonstrance he sa
,reea- himself that his destiny impeled him
hear as he did, that his soul was embittered
thus, be cared not for his future. So reckles.
-etur- fant, and yet not daring to count the
lead- he left behind him, perhaps forever, /
can parents and wife.
lken
rough CHAPTER ".
endef "There has not been sound to-day
shion, TO break the calm of nature,
o,ory Nor motion, [ might almost say,
Of life or living creature"
The Emigrants-A Storm-The 0utcast's II
Remorse-Grace Locke-The Warning-F
!, the Triumphant-The Last Hope.
Oiiet It was the noon of bright August