Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1845-1854, 1853-01-05
Of wooing an American Lady for his bride.

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heart-broken voice: the blow merit and have
courted, for it fulfls my wish Oh am well
repaid for my cruelty to one who loved me-whom
love; my petted childhood, his constant worship
took reason from me-knowledge of mysel-eyen
this has come from his desire for my happiness,
but the shaft dealt with cruel aim on him has re-
turned upon myself"
pride, some firmness. Did he not leave me, with
out word! He did not press me, as woman
should be--expects. No in spite of him and all
I will be gay" ..s.5
But how changed were her feelings, when, q
few days after, she beheld the companion of her
youth, no longer the dull cousin of former times,
but dashing young man of fashionable appear
ance and distinguished manners. And how she
sighed in noticing the careless evinced in her
society," it was then she learned that love is ty-
rant-not slave; master not a menial. 1t is
the magic power whose enchantment can cast
chains around the hearts of princes, potentates
and nobles-whose influence is universally felt
and seldom dared; whose entrance into the human
heart is as often affected by degrees as, with pre-
cipitation. Love tames the pride of the warrior,
makes the might monarch bow the knee, and
visits the lordly palace or the humble cottage at
will; bolts, bars, walls, and ramparts, may keep
at bay everything but love.
'And this is his triumph ?. she calculated, on
gaining tbs silence OF her own apartment; 'this is
his manly triumph. He is another's; and I; oh |!
how lone I feel my father was right l shall
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And for whom! My cousin Joseph; for cannot
deny it to myself; love him, scarce look upon
him, while his manly eye was fixed and firm. Oh!
how longed for the love glances which even in
his boyhood layished on me. could have borne
all but the confession that he was another's that
was nothing to him; his sister; fine term, truly!
and must see him marry-present his bride to me?
Never! never!''
There was a moments pause, and then Louise
said, in voice of assumed kindness:
$50 you are about to wed, and for that purpose,
visit here.''
s'True," returned Joseph, "could celebrate so
happy an event on any other spot, Louise; and
without the presence of my earliest friends-my
father and my sister,
"And is that your only purpose, Joseph!" she
inquired with emotion
eyes, my only purpose"
sStrange-very strange?"
ssNotso,'' interrupted Joseph, gently, "my first
is here. Your father, my protector,
you, my playtnates and, as time shadowed forth my
all-coming hope, you were the ministers through
whom was to receive fortune, content and love,
and when as in a dream (time flew SO rapidly on)
stepped from boy to a man, the feelings
as day by day saw you pass from
girls to woman's stature, your lovelines-your
pardon, for I fatter not. / saw no speck upon its
radiance. / loved you-pardon me still, if the
,ears start to my eye, and recolections choke my
perceived growing check to my
very kind attention. Oh! the watchful waking
hours that hung upon the pillow, l strove to
please, but as each kind word fell tremulously
rom my quivering lips,.i was met by railery and
from yours. At last came the day l
vas to hear from the being, had worshipped that,
f had nurtured in my heart one hope that she
could ever be mine, was to cast my feelings
away from me- -
..And you did SO, Joseph, without entreaty or
sob what entreaty could equal the devotion
hat from boy to man have lavished upon you,
Louise? could not entreat; your words iced
ny heart, freezing my every vein; could not ask
hat which I knew must be refused | loved you
Too well-with too much honor, to beg your hand
not coupled with your heart. Your happiness,
not your misery, was my aim. and rather than in
lict one pang on you, I fled home which else to
ne was Heaven.i'
.sYou did, cried Louise, "upon the instant,
without leave-taking or word" -,
Joseph shook bis head sadly, as he replied:
sThere are moments, cousin, when the bravest |
nan is palled, but be she he calls his manhood
o his aid, and looks again towards hope, and so
With me, wrecked in the love Ibore you, hoped,
conquered. Twas your wish should
discard you from my thoughts; regard you only as |
sister; have done So"
s'Ts well, 'tis bravely done! IT'S kind, very |
kind and must thank you.''
She arose as she spoke and entered the adjoin-
ng room. There the mask was torn off, and she
yave way to her wild, wrought feelings. Oh, the
leep agony of her tortured soul that fearful strife
hat took place in her heart as she bitterly tho'tl
over the past.
= "And must see her" she cried, slook upon her
No! / hear his football in the distance,
each step bearing him from me to her. There is t
no hope for me now. He can neyer-never be
mine! Oh, Joseph, time has indeed worked your
cure-my misery! You loved me, and rejected
you, and now when my heart yearns towards you;
when elove-adore you'll am as nothing to you."
tsNot SO, Louise,'' said low musical voice.
ssHa!' she cried, starting up, her fair face suf-
fused with crimson; "you here!''
ssHere to bring you happiness, trust, and if
SO, joy tenfold to me,'' replied Joseph. 81 have