The Ohio union. [volume] (Ashland, Ohio) 1849-1854, 1854-05-24
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THE BRIDE OF THE WRECK.
A BEAUTIFUL STORY.

was a lonely sort of bachelor, and
had never yet known what young men
style "ihe passion" or passion I had
enough, as-my old mate yonder can tell
you. broke his head twicr, aud his arm
once, in 6ls Of it,; but he has always
seemed 10 love me all lie better, and he
clings to me nov very much as Two pieces
of The same clip cling together when drift
ing al sea. We are tie sole survivors OF
d thousand wrecks, aud of tlao com NAMES
that sailed with US two years ago, no olher
one is left aaoal. lhad been sailorlrom
boy.hood, and when was twenty five,
may safely say no man was more I'll 10
commSnd a vessel among The mariners Of
England. Aud at this time my uncle died
and LETT me his fortune. | hal never seen
him, and hardly knew Of his existence
but | had now speaking evidence Of the
TACT that he haG existed and equally good
proof that he existed no longer.
:" was very young and strong in limb
and think stout in heart, and | was pos.
sessed Of The rental Of some thousand per
annum. What bar was there TO my en-.
joyment Of the goods Of life! No bar in
deed, but felt sorely the lack Of means Of
enjoyment. | was sailor in every sense.
My education was tolerable, and | had
some books, but my tastes were nautical,
and plned on shore. You easily under.
stand, then, why built yacht and will
spent much Of my time on her She was
a Gne craft, suited 10 my taste in every re-.
spesI, and | remember with sigh. now,
The happy days | have spent in the Foam.
fused To read considerable in my cabin,
and occasionally. indeed weekly, invited
parties of gentlemen to cruise with me-
Blu, the footof lady had never been on
the deck Of my boat, and began to have
an old bachelors pride in that fact. Yet,
| confess TO you secret longing for some
sort Of affection different from any had
heretofore known, aud a resllessness when
men talked Of beautiful women in my
presence.
"One summer evening was at the old
hall in which my uncle died, and was en-
lirely alone. Toward sunset | was sur
Prised while looking over my books, by
The entrance Of agenileman hastily an
nounced, and giving indication Of no lilte
excitement. |'''ft ''' ".-.' ~
."Your pardon, sir, for my uuceremonious
entrance. My horses have ran away with
my carriage, and dashed it to pieces near
your park gate. My father was badly in.
jured, and my sister is now watching him.
| have taken The liberty to ask your per.
mission 10 bring him to your residence"
"Of course my consent was Instantly
given, and my own carriage dispatched to
The park gate. N' - .- ~ ..',' !. .-
"Mr. Sinclair was gentleman Of for
tune. residing about forty niles from me I;
and his father, an invalid, fifty years or
more Of age, was on his way in company
with his son, to his sons house, there to
die and be buried. They were strangers
TO me, but made them welcome 10 my
house as ifii were their own, and insisted
on their using il. s'''@ ' '.
"Miss Sinclair was the first women who
had crcssedmy door atone since | had been
possessor Of the hall. And well might
she have been loved by better men than l..
She was very small and very bsauliiul-of
the size o! Venus, which all men worship
as The perfection Of womsnly beauty, but
having soft blue eye, strangely shaded by
jet black brows, her face presented the
contrast Of purity Of whiteness in The com.
plexion set of by raven hair; and yet
that hair hanging in clustering curls, un.
bound by comb or fllst and the whole
face lit up with the expression Of gentle
irus, and complete confidence either in all
around her, or else in her own indomitable
determination. For Mary Sinclair had q
mind Of her own, and a far seeing one 100.
She was nineteen then. lss laslt 10 q
!" "'"Het father died in my house. and at,