Fremont journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County [Ohio]) 1853-1866, 1853-06-04

heart capable Of loving truly as he tells you
how long he has wished to ask you to be his,
yet burst not Is not love holy thing, lit
tie maiden ?
1t is romantic youth, after all, that am
talking to- There she goes past your win
dow. i declare it is time for the mail |! you
exclaim, as you fling away your cigar, and in
moment you are walking down Main street
by her side.
You are sure that she loves you Are
you Tonight you meet her at party
She is freezing cold worse than that, she is
Indifferent. How she smiles on your friend |
Could he have proved villain Has he be-
rayed your confidence Is he trying to rob
you of her love No, it cannot be. He is a
noble fellow, true as steel. She is Airt -
there is no denying it,
You rush home, lock yourself in your room
and DO not come down 10 breakfast To-day
when you meet her in the street you do not
bow, but pass on as though you did not see
her pretty straw bonnet with its blue trim
mings, which you admired 80 much yester-
day. You have vowed never to speak to her
again, and never to believe again in woman.
You become real woman hater. The bach.
elors hail you brother, and your sisters rest
confident that they shall have you for beau
till they are all married, down 10 Emma, the
child in short dresses.
But she grows pale. You hear her cough
in church sometimes. If you thought you
had forgotten her you were mistaken, for you
cannot bear this The moonlight shines up.
on the porch where she is sitting. She is
alone. You cannot resist the temptation
you open the wicket-gate and walk up the
gravel path
Fanny ?, you say. She starts forward
trembling like leaf You catch her hand
and press your lips upon it, while the full tide
of love rushes over your soul again. stronger
than ever There is an explanation. Some
one told her Of an unkind word you had spo-
ken indeed, it was an ungentlemanly re-
mark: she scorned that, it hurt her too, and
to hide her chagrin she confesses she did firt
little with your friend. OF course the re-
port was false she knows it now, and for
gives your waywardness. while you think her
lovelier, sweeter, dearer than ever She de-
tests smoking you give all your cigars
(choice ones they are too) to your friend
She trembles when she sees you kiss the ru-
by wine-cup and gay drain the bowl Qs
she prude p Yo1 promise her you will
never touch wine again You live only for
her: what is the worlds opinion Did you
ever think you could love thus Is not This
the very wealth of ofhappiness =?
My candle is going out. The fame wa.
vers. and fashes then dies. So fade my fan.
cies of heart histories the bright forms
had conjured up vanish with the blaze, and
am left alone again. Alone alone The
word echoes in my heart. hastily summon
my friends to bear me company, but thu
grave will not give up its dead, nor the wild,
seas part to let those far-of ones come to me
The summer breeze plays in the branches
the waves sport with the foam, tie star,
smile on the nodding flowers: every thing ir
nature has friend. had friend too once
but her heart is another's now, and she fa
over the sea. A sister too was mine, but be
monument dots our burisl-lot ia the RI
cemetery. And my brother he is in dis
tant climes hear his light laugh no more
save asit echoes from those joyous hours @
long ago. How it used to ring through tn
house Hark hear it topping the com
mingled murmur Of the winds and wave
even here at lonely Canarsie.
i Il kEow there are in this rude world
! Who share these dreams of pure delight
; But fate has parted from my path
The few who'd read my heart aright.'