Spirit of the age. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1849-1865, 1853-02-02
What did you say to him 2

~ iat dhi you say 10 MN
He repeated the contents of the note.
Laconic enough she murmured.
could not help it > said the chancellor
his eyes flashing; indignation superseded
every other feeling; how could | be COM
plotsdnt"
i do not blame you,' she repeated. smi-
ling approval. but what have you learned
concerning him /? am so inpatient
That he is man of wonderful ability
highly esteemed by the community, and
that he has one daughter.
That beautiful face grev very dark and
wrathful at these words mixture of hate
and qualification gathered over her fine
features.
"A daughter she exclaimed, scornfully,
| what of hcrY
She is not remarkably handsome, but
extremely delicate and believed by every :
body | should Judge
| Then she must be very engaging
Yes, one of those amiable tlmid. shrink
| ing creatures, that are wilted down with
breath hot house plant, raised with ex-
ceediDg difficulty, and nurtured By unceas-
ing care.
indeed had hoped she was far other
wise, murmuled the lady.
Why 2
%! there is no pleasure-no glory in
crushing tender glow-worm, but to make
the kingy lion crouch in terror at your feet.
to break the proud spirit Of an usurper, and
humble it to the earth,' she continued, al
most fercel y, then is trumph-then is re-
venge sweet!
! How beautiful you are when excited,
whispered the fascinated man, bending his
searching eyes upon her face.
The cheek of the lady gowed at this i'm
passioned compliment just then the chan
cellors sister entered, her bonnet swinging
from her hand, and her light tresses dis
placed by the wind.
| have just seen Judge Stanton's daugh-
ter she exclaimed breathless with the iul-
portance Of her communication
His daughter whispered the dark beau
ty, impetuously, with flashing eyes and
cleaning cheek ah! the mare maddens
!, me-
I do not wonder, my dear it is quite
natural-hut then she is nothing near as
lovely as yourself-only sweet looking with
) a complexion transparent and dazzling
white
| Did you get near her?' asked the chan
5 cellor.
7 Yes, indeed spoke with her; I iuquir
J ed the name Of the street in which thel
: was, she knew | was stranger, Of course.
y Do describe her;' said the other, impa
!; tiently.
: l can only say that her features are gen
) orally l!ea-ifgg she has fal! rather darl
eyes, aud fair hair; in fact there is somethin.
/ almost uneauhly about herapp-aranc. /; sh
i interested me in spite Of my prejudice
e The red lip Of her listener curled scornFul
y "; 'Ah : she murmured- little Ae thiuk,
II little he thinks hold the balance Of her haI
4 piness in my hands
. lie dreams not there lives another VIII
has Il righful claim to the title of child,
n said the chancellor, in conciIiating tone
y and is it possible he never knew Of you
/ birth Z
y Never; nor sought to know she answer
ID ed, IN short cutting words, as it her heal
j, was frOHen-'So my poor mother told IN
She enJolned the Stricte~t secrecy upon Ii
is relati, Is in Cuba, that they might hot mel
zion it in any Of their letters she though
SO to surprise him on his rcturn-oh M
poor injured suffering mother, she eAcIain
ed, in accents Of the most vehement tende
as LESS, cIa.pin3 her hands aud raising h,
Ne pl eS heaveuward.
lis Again did the stern man seem wrapped
the contemplation of her glorious face h
10 could truly have forgotten his station ar
: knelt at her feet There was something
th her devotion for her parent that was to b
)! great soul mex pressihly touching, somethi
he in the outhursts Of her passionate nature ak
to Sub,imity.
re do you look much as your mother
ng at Your age Z he murmured, spell houl
yn under the cnchantment of her mournful gaz
They say do; save my mother was mll
a. darker she added, wi h movement of ),
of castle impatlence, while her brow crimso
* ed. she had not forgotten that sharp ndi
ce nits-b but | was proud of her, even to id,
to airy | am proud that am her child, VIII:
ye, ever b. her complexion or caste. low
5 her as love no other human being, and
ow will revenge her wrongs.
nd And rising flom her seat, her majes
ice form lowered into, as it seemed, angelic p
portions Of grace and stateliness-yet I
ew malign spirit within, gave her fearful. fiji
yas beauty, that would have made the calm loo
the er on turn from her as from the splendor {
Dy- devastating volcano.
left She stood for an instant lost in revpl
pom then moved slowly into the adjoining roe
nx- Fnere she paused again, and drawing a II
aud iature FROM her bosom, the mounting
pir- which glowed with ruhies and blazed "
Of wells, Size pressed it to her lips. exclaini
What, and if he suffer, if he writhe un
two the torture-must [ pity Did be
lest doom you TO long long years of unutiera
anguish, my own mother? did he not |
ure, that stately form to the dust, did not
but cruelty throng that poor brain with Y
his phantoms shattering the temple of mind.
lack every image of memory was dashed from
,nce niche and scattered in ruins-yet those
lips evel murmured in broken accents.