Plymouth banner. (Plymouth, Marshall County, Ind.) 1852-1855, 1853-09-08

Nay. stay. do not rise--do not leave
at least until you promise to correspond
with me-you are the only one but my
los; Josephine whom have felt interest
ed in.
"Josephinei' The lady's form trem-
bled as she spoke. Josephine. did you
say?"
That was the name of the loveliest
wife that ever blessed man. Ii is but
lately, BY the discovery of some old let
rers. that found how much | misunder-
stood her real character. She is now an
angel in Heaven--I am left to mourn her.
came here this night to dispel melan-
choly, to try aud forget myself. am
glad have come, for in you l feel that
have found kindred spirit. Will you
let me see your faceP'
Not now" she replied in soft tone,
mot now; perhaps in time | may. VIII
you answer me questions!
"Certainly. fair lady"
"Were you ever in California;"
al have Just returned from California,
where nave met with many strange ad-
ventures, which. were your ears as will
linz. | would relate. as Othello told to
gentle D.Sdemona, his hair breadth eS'
capcs by land and sea "
Have you had any such hair breadth
escapes"
The lady's agitation was still visible,
though she endeavored evidently to con-
ceal 1t.
..In truth have. lady. Ihave laid on
a couch suffering for ever a year. from
wounds received in an affrsy with band
of robbers-have been published as dead
have been worth hundred thousand
dollars-wi.hiI an hour, have seen the
scorching flames shrivel my whole for
tune TO ashes"
"Will you tell me your true christian
name. sir?'
"Will you. kind lady, permit one
glance at your face. or even let me see
those lips that speak so sweetly"
Not now. sir; in time you may. on the
condition that you will tell your real
name. which if err not, is Edward Bel,
denl All. you start--It Is so, 1t is so:
LADY, who are you? How do you
know me? Speak. | Lam lost in surprise. .
Il knew her whom you have lost
knew your Josephine. aud her last w"'4a
were, If ever you see my Edward, tell
him loved him better than life; that
from the hour he lef: me was dead to
all the world.
Had she read the rumor Of my death!
Il feared that after had read the mis-
laid letters, and heard of her removal
from Quincy. that it had broken her hear;
AMI caused her death.
'She had heard the report. but some
thing whispered 10 her heart that you
still lived. and-I ought not TO speak t.
vet solemnly vowed to her that | would
endeavor to find you if you lived, TO heai
your blessings. and
The lady paused. seeming still more
agitated.
Go on, angel Of kindness. go on; you
words ore more than life to mel
"She babe me. who had lost noble
husband. try to win and wed you, to b'
to you all that she would have been haG
she lived to see you.
LADY, am already won--yet. IN low
ing YOU as | feel must, | must love he
dead memory. This you will permit
YOU who were her friend. who closed he
eyes"
Yes; and yos. if indeed we wed, mus
call me Josephine. | will love as we'll
will strive to make YOU happy.
You can. But now, certainly yot
will permit me 20 see your facet"
No; whm (for all women have
whims) has seized me. you will no
consent to it, shall feel that you have
no confidence in me-; and if you do no
confide in me before marriage. we ma.
be unhappy afterwards"
Before you speak your wish, l con
sent to it. know not WHY, but l fee
that love you-that with my honor. m,
very life will trust you. Ask wha
you will"
1T IS that until the marriage vows arr
spoken between us you do not see M
face; ,hateyen ct the alter stand veiled!
"What romantic creature you are.
"You promise 10 acceed to my wish.
True. and do. But when shall tn
| happy hour arrive tnat Will permit me y
raise that envious veil. which, like tn
cloud that obscurcs the face Of Venus II
the sky. casts a shadow Oil my heurt!'
Whenever you please"
Then let il be to night-now. as sool
as we can find minister 10 perform tn
sacred rites"
"You are indeed in a hurry. Had
not been we'll prepared by all that dea
Josephine had told me Of your beauty
your noble bu, rather jealous heart. an'
your manly virtues. should object t.
such haste But as it is, assuring yO'
that dearly love you. Edward. l consen
to whatever you propot."
You babe me call you Josephine;
will. for il is a dear name to me. Swee
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