Plymouth banner. (Plymouth, Marshall County, Ind.) 1852-1855, 1853-09-15
Plymouth Marshall County, Indiana Thursday September 10 1853


self suddenly. and by this movement drew
from It's concealment a small miniature
which was attached To The chain. Witt
. tre e9iddtion strangely in contrast will
Ter former composure. isa bel early grasp
ed tho picture. Ii WAS the fac, OF del
sweetness of expression. anI. as | gdzet
on it. hought the features seemed no
Unfamiliar TO me. With merry Jest
t1nked up to deamni the name nf hrl
whose I'm tge thus Jay upon the bosom ut
a Bridegroom; but as did SO | caught q
glimpse Of the same dark revengrful ex.
Preston In his countenance. as his eve
fastened with serpent like fascnatio up
pn his bride. sabel's lip quivered as she
returned the picture, and family repeated
nv question.
Its the image of one whom have
loved as | shall never love again" re
piled Norton. passionately. "of one who
is now an angel in H,Aven-Of my wife
Your wife!" exclaimed Isa Sci
Yes. ms fair Isabel sid he while d
sneer passed his lips with the rapdi,y
Of lightning; had YOU asked M of my
past life. you wnald have learned that
whrn YOU we're but BABE in the cradle
WAS "a huSba nd and father.
Isabel started, but she strove as she
replied,
II am older than you suppose, Wa
ter; you could scarcely have been welded
So many years ago. or else time has for
gpt;en to trace his characters upon your
,rnw."
Norton smiled gloomi Y as h- slid-
Shall tel y"u of my past history. I-i
brl? M-,nilks you >Iou.d learn some
thing IF him 10 whom you have pIghie,i
your faith, though prudence would have
dictated that suct knowledge should have
preceded your PROMISE
There was half concealed sarcasm in
this r~m rk which cut Isabel - the soul.
but she only shuldered ami Was siirut -
Mor,on fixing his eye upon hex agisa ted
resumed:
Il know not what YOU read upon my
brow. Isabel. hut 1t is certainly fpitv five
years sine | first beh-ld tlr Il igai of @a.
| was born IN wiSwam -mv f.tErr was
4 Canadian fur trader-my mother All In
dian"
At these words. both Isl bel and m, self
gave an inv1luntar, start. which could
not escape his notice.
Yes he continued. "the blood of the
red man. the first pusSes,or of the Amer
prou Ter of that title to nobility. than if.
like my gentle bride. couii trace my de- =
scent from one of the great Norman rob.
b-rs. Ny iath-r sent me- 10 p,ris for my
but | soon tired OF my books
aud sou5h: TO study men. 4 lie of al
venture. such rarely falls To the lot oi
an Individual in modern timrs has been
mine. | IN FRIED wlru Scarcely more Iha IL
a mere by, aud my wife and Nol liz ii
in luxury ald splenior on rich rs tate
IN one of the W-sI In lid islands. while
no matter: this is NO time To speak of
my course of life. My wife and son are
both gone To a better world; | am now d
lone and solitary man. but there is de BIT
d ~ me which you, my gentle BRIDE. must
pay
His eye glared firrc~ly upon her as he
spoke bu; when Is bel r,lsei her fearful
eyes to his face. h, bAnishei all traces OF
his emp,iou as By single effort and with
the sweet looks AMI honieI words of d
lover IKE blaniIshm nts, sought 10 soothe
her troubled feelings.
Nov tell me. Isabel =" said he. after
pause, ''are you stii! willing to wed the
Stranger. with the taint of Indian blood
in his veins. aud for auShi you hnow. the
stamp Of Cain upon his brow?"
"Walte, Morton replied Isabel. sol
emnly. as she s'npord her lips o his broad
forehead. ri ,nr Drdni ofCaia Were writ
len on that forehead in Characters of blood
would not believe your crimes had
5 tam ped il ih-re
For moment. Morton Sc med ION. n
ed aud spftened. &c IN. nv Isabel. =
SAID b. 1--WE are growing too serious; let
US seek gayer theme. Tell me of your
earlier days, did you n'ver meet with
one whom You once loved even as you
now 1--we Walter MortonP"
Never"
If this little cabinet ofyours could be-
unsealr,l. Isabel. would 1t not tell some
tales of lovers?' as he laid his hand Oh
her writing desk
Look for yourself. W'l:er." said lsa
Bile, smiling. as she touched d spring aud
opened her desk.
Glad that the conversation had taken
,ayer turn. placed The cabln~t on me Ia
Dle. and Insisted that Iso Del sh "a / KAN
ne and burn her love tokens al t1r pres
'nce Of her lover. With gay laugh she
and. as we tossed over many
/ letter which contain-d the genuine GU.
D urings of affection. Isabel sketched
many all amusing picture of he writer's.
We had already given many TO the han $.
when Morton took up bundle ut papers
led together. snd labelled Poetry -
hay ha Of h.,