Plymouth banner. (Plymouth, Marshall County, Ind.) 1852-1855, 1853-12-08

: from them--but Charles eyes were rivit
( ed on her face.
Amy, my dear. sweet cousin" said
he at length, ''you must listen To me-
f Let me tell you the story of my life-ol
this bright young being who must be
the arbitress o: my future happiness ol
misery"
She did not withdraw the hand he
had taken, but it was very cold; she had
nerved herself to listen TO the story OF
his love, for her sister--for it now SEEM
ed to her that SHE could not be loved.
when her beautiful sister had exerted HER
powers of fascination. And yet she
loved him with al. the depth and fervor
of heart capable of the deepest and most
intense devotion. From her early child
hoo1 she had loved him--none other had
ever occupied EVEN a temporary place in
her heart. And now she must give up all
her fond hopes, all the bright dreams
she had SO bIindly ch erished through long
years of absence. But she spoke not,
and Charles continued hurriedly:
Amy, yeais ago, when came hither
hearlstricken. sorrowing boy, you sooth-
ed me with your gentle words and sef;
taIesseS. loved you then as a sweet
young sister. but the time came when
must part. left you with a sorrowful
heart. but could still feel your bitter
tears on my cheek-could still. in imagi
naticn. feel again your clinging arms,
that seemed if they bound me to you.
by tie that naught but death could sew
er. During seven years Of absence. your
sweet face pursued me. like guardian
angel. as il to sh ED me from evil. And
when the time of my return arrived, too.
as you, sighed. yet trembled TO meet.
| feared to meet you changed. dreaded
to meet your cold. averted eye; though
mot cold or averted. 1t was down-cast.-
| have marked the sudden paling of your
cheek, Of late; have dared TO hope that
| was not Indifferent to you. Forgive
me. dearest cousin. if have been too pre-
sumptuous. but let my deep, passionate
love. be my excuse. Amy. dear! dearest
one, Will you be mine?"
She sprang quickly from his side, the
ire em5ling hand was withdrawn. and she
answered wildly, hurriedly-"Charles.
you deceived, it is Kate you mean,
not me, for none can love me where she
is" The small hand was now clasped.
hereyes were raised to his, as if her very
life depended on his answer. which came
clear and distinct.
NO, Amy. | know my own heart
Kate.is very beautiful. but you are my
first, my oaly love-" Gently his arm en-
circled her slight form. and drawing her
fondly to him, he bent down on this
bright face, now glowing with hope and
happiness. Let us leave them thus in
their bliss and return to Kate.
Soon after her cousin and sister had
left the house. she entered her mothers
dressing room and inquired for them
when told where they were, she tripped
gayly towards the spot. singing snatches
of some wild ocean song. The veil
which hides the future is woven by the
hand of mercy" otherwise what little
peace or happiness. would be known in
this beautiful illusory world. Kate was
soon very near them. but they saw her
not; she was preparing. with a bright
smile on her lips to startle them. when
she saw Charles clasp Amy in his arms,
and "Amy, my own promi sed bride" were
the words borne 70 the listener by the
swift winds o: Heaven. The smile faded
from her lip, the cheek changed TO death
like hue, and yet she stood there motion
less--powerless. Then suddenly she
turned and fed as if pursued by some
dread phantom. On she went, until che
came to quiet. lonely looking spot. that
she had once turned from with laugh.
and called Amy's Robbers Den" And
then she threw herself on the ground in
all the wildness of despair.
"Oh God Oh God! let me die!" was the
wild impious prayer of that stricken heart.
while moan after moan broke the soft
twilight hour. No word emanated from
those quiverng lips. but shudder after
shudder passed over the PROSTATE form
and told the violence OF her emotions.
The black. dredry future rose up before
her. year after year to live and endure.
One terrible thought of death selfsum
moned occurred to her. but she was yet
too pure in heart to let it linget there.
Her first appointment-and she so un-
prepared, she had no thought that any
one could resist her for the first time she
loved, and she had made such noble res
olutions to live only for the loved ones.
And now where are those bright hopes7
all all gone-forever gone. Almost any
other woman would have resolved to live
solely for the world. Not so with Kate
Hamilton, for il awakened the better
feelings of her nature. Long she lay thus.
but when she rose it was with the noble
resolution TO conceal this unrequitted
love from all. to renounce the world and
live entirely for her parents and her soul.
She was calm but very pale, as slowly
she walked homeward. She passed i'm
melia1elv 10 her rnnm TO remove all tra-