The Sumter banner. [volume] (Sumterville, S.C.) 1846-1855, 1854-03-01


md av remember now that dimplcd
han which | used to hold in mine as |
el her along the way.
There is 40 germ in the hearts
Young spring that puts out earlier buds
than the bright roscplant of love we'll do
remember how proud ! was. and what
81 rush of deep and earnest feelings was
there i'll my b"yiSil heart, when Mary's
ulaymatcs would call her my little
wife.
She grew into gi,lhnod. and her
affection "r me assumed stronger
character. To every other she was
kind and good, bnt to me she bctray.
cd all the inn;ncss of an intense lover.
was glad OF my cntirc power over
her, and pleased at the spell in which
held her Young affections. But
knr" not that | loved her then and
believed not my h"yish passion any.
thing but Youthful friendship and Of:
ten, very often, was cold, distant,
and reserved to her, AMI bestowed on
others the thousand little attentions
which | carefully avoided granting her.
llal she once ceased to Dr,raS her at.
lection for me, had seen her give to
another one OF those deep. expressive
ganccS which she bestowed prodiuaIlv
"n me. then, PERHAPS. should have
discovered those depths of love, which
unknown, We're buried in my bosom.
One night, at Il gay party, with a
"r"up"; mutual friends, we were re-
calling childish exploits, when, as
''.ni"ry vi iir">u days, WAS i,;.,.tcrci
!or my gallant attentions to Mary
In reply. unminJ.uI OF The strength Of
t!'c meaning of my words, gave Il
light, alm's, insulting jca:.
1t WAS more than she cou!l bear.
An ashy pacmcSs spread iiSclfuvrr licr
face, and she leaned for support ayains,
the w!nd"w, near which She was stand
ing. As soon as sli. recovered her.
sell Il little, | SAW her approach her
brother and whisper something in his
ear, AID they soon after left together.
My hear! s'n"tc me for having panied
thc delicate ana lowing creature so
much. and ! determined in future ln
treat her more gently, and Inmgcl
l'r another opportunity To show her
some little kind attention.
1t was month before saw her
again ;and then met her in an assem-
hIagc "t the briyil, and beautiful. III
met her thrrc-and much | hoped
'high'--l had expected To see her i,lIc
and sad. and her mild eve, still beam
i''g their love "t' w":iidr.l, painful love
np"n me. entered The ann, and
there saw my Mary, in the midst of
i group, with such beam Of Iappi-
ness on her brow, as had not seen
there for mouths brt re-. knew i,
was not all assumed, for she was one
VIII" was unable all to conceal her
real feelings. and then her drpor,.
ncnt lacked that gaiciv, that cXllubcr-
ancc OF JOY. which So often con- cals
the saldc>t heart. knew that She
was peaceful. joyous, and l,ppy-as
tree from angiii else rs when | led her
To sch""l-a lltlic rhi.d.
81 approached The group, and soon
found her side. During that evening
! dev"cd myself to her, but She that
night t" me WAS orIy pleasant, gentle
and cheerful she gave not one Iuol; OF
enlcarment, though all WAS Kindness.
That night sleep was stranger to
me. The next evening | called on her.
1t was long since had been ut her home
and she appeared surprised at meeting
me-morc was She surprised when
poured out to her the torrent of my
hidden love, with all the passionate
ear! cStness Of youthful feeling. But.
calm and scll:posscsscd, she answered,
: 1t is too late now. Charles. will
tell you all. You know we grew up
together you remember all your kind
hess to me when Il TINY thing, and my
conliding affection for you, scarcely
feeling safe except by your side
When ] ceased to be child all things
changed with me toa passionate love,
and dotted on you-almost idolizcu
you. And thus ! continued to feel
till the night you uttered that cruel
jest. nat Ovcrcamc me, and | was
obliged to return home. That II Git
my soul was IL chaos OF agony. That
night the whirlwind and the storm of
mighty feeling was upon my soul; but
when it had past, | found it had swept
all traces OF my passionate love for
you. 1t was what might have been
with others, the sorrow of years con
ccntratcd in that nights agony. Aud
since then have been happy. | love
you, Charles, but it is only as n friend.
| feel no rcproach, no bitterness but
tor you, or for any other, feel not one
spark OF passionate flame
"Shc paused-;.nl bcwildcrcd,
9azcd upon her--so calm, so still, SO
sweet aud beautiful. In my souls
bitterness, ] felt that that callnncss
was no outward show. Tk.re was
II" s'no'hcrrd flame the fire was full
" distinguished and all in vain tried
!" fan what | hoped might be its slum-
boring embcr-.
The scene was changed tho home
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