Gallipolis journal. [volume] (Gallipolis, Ohio) 1837-1919, 1853-07-28

tation compelled her to remain longer
before her glass than she had intended;
but having finally composed her spirits,
she tripped lightly down.
All that Frank had said, the day be-
fore, in her favor, was more than borne
out by the truth. Her father had once
been a merchant, and considered rich;
but the dishonesty of others had ruined
him, and soon after he died with bro
ken heart. The mother was not long In
following. In this crisis Emily showed
what heroic woman can do. She re-
solved to support, by her own exertions,
her little brother and herself; and this,
though some cousins, her nearest rela-
tives, offered her home But she knew
the tender had been grudgingly made,
and her spirit was too high to accept un-
willing charity. Accordingly, having
heard that the school at Chestnut Village
was vacant, she had applied for the situ-
alton, received it, and removed from the
city.
Though most Of her friends, moved
by narrow prejudices, deserted her,
there was one who did not. This,
strange to say, was a gentleman. he
had known her when a courted heiress,
and when he, comparative stranger in
the city, where he was pursuing his
studies, had been a guest courteously
welcomed at her fathers house. He
was now a successful young physician,
the idol of every circle in which he
moved; but he did not forget his old ac-
quaintance. In fact the dignity and
courage with which she met misfortune,
exalted her infinitely in his estimation.
He visited her before she left the city,
and as an old friend, solicited the pleas
ure of occasionally writing to her-a
request which she could not or did not
refuse.
In reality, though there was nothing
of love in these letters, they soon be-
came infinitely dear to Emily's heart
The noble frankness with which her
fathers old acquaintance stood by her,
when every one else selfshly neglected
her, touched her expressibly; and, be-
fore she even suspected her danger, she
was deeply in love. The idea of his
marrying her was dismissed at once,
when she came to discover her weakness
Many bitter fear that discovery taught
her.
But within few days her heart had
heen filed with strange hopes. Hel
correspondent had come down to Ches-
nut Village on visit, had called on her
and had given her an invitation to the
picnic projected for the first Of June
And now, this morning, he had brought
a moss-rose bud, fresh with dew, anC
sent it up to her, while he waited below
He was, she knew, too sincere to deceive
her, end surely he was aware of the
meaning of the sweet token. Wha
wonder that she blushed and was EN-
barrassed, when on entering the httl'
parlor, her visitor rose with smile
which was succeeded by grateful
glance from his fine eyes, as he saw th'
appropriation she had made of his gift
He came forward with an enthusiasm
unusual to him, and taking both he
hands in his, said,
"You look like an angel, Emily"
He had never spoken in this way be
fore, and Emily, confused and agitatec
as she was, stole glance at his face t.
see if he could be in earnest. Their
was no doubling the meaning of tha
look. Love, devoted love, shone out @
: those fine eyes, from the very soul of tn
= speaker.
, Eyes, he continued, stealing his righ
arm around that slender waist, Will
$ Emily, trembling with happiness ant
surprise, was fain to lean on him for sup
: port, eyes, dearest, you look like an an
gel, and are one; and if you can stoo
: from your height to love one so littl
: worthy of it as me, what bliss will b
: mine. l have loved you almost since
j first began to write to you, but woul
: not impose on your general permissio
: to correspond, to reveal my sentiments
: had asked to write to you simply as
t friend; and to have written as love
!, would have been breach Of my implie
: promise. So, as 1 could not endure SUI
f pense any longer-as every letter l r.
: ceived from you exhibited more of yor
n rare qualities of head and heart, l can
Y down here to know my fate. You al
' silent. Am 1 then to despair"
: In fact, though Emily had, at frs
o leaned on him for support, she had, r,
:, covering her strength as he proceede,
: raised her head from his shoulder, ant
i with his last words, had even glided fro
e his embrace. But the tone of deep sal
,t ness with which he concluded, move
her to pity. She laid her hand on h
Il arm, and looking up smiling into b
face, said,
d. "Frank!"
re 1t was enough. Frank Howell, for
10 was he himself, as the reader has pc
d haps suspected all along. Frank Howe
to we say, saw sufficient in those eyes al
r in that smile to assure him that he ne
" not despair; and putting his arm aroul
E. her again, he not only drew her towar
him but kissed her, though reyerent
y as brother would kiss a long lost sistt
ID Suddenly the old widow. with who
n Emily boarded, looked into the parlor
er announce that the coffee was ready.
a "I thought Miss Emily ought to ha