Fayetteville observer. [volume] (Fayetteville, Tenn.) 1850-1966, 1854-04-20

plcturing memory. The glimpse Of
joy that has come back to me from
tie tomb of the past, has but ad ded
q deeper, gloomier, shade of sad ness
TO the present and future, now that
reality proves the utter falsity of
That faneied joy" "Why, man, you
are unusually eloquent tonight said
Wane, placing his feet upon the fen
der. and throwing himself bac K in
his capacious chair, with careles IS in
difference. eff it be eloquence, it
IS but the eloquence of love, and
feeling, and sorrow "lf you will
give me an explanation of that-af-
fair you viii much oblige me- For
two long years have you been NUT
tering that woman's name, and yet |
know not what you mean by it .
I"Well, you shall have the story. 1t
lis long, but to me sad, and ! think
will be to you thrilling ? And as
Biggs spoke, a shade Of melancholy
stole over bis pale but handsome feat
lures, seemingly to tell that what hf
was about to say would call up to bis
mind from the past, many gloomy
and mournful "Reminiscences ut was
just five years ago this fall, when |
was in my twentieth year, hat |
first saw the beautiful, the sylph-like,
the enchanting Flora Burns. This
was in New York, where, YOU will
remember flushed my educai ion. =
There was something in her Pelting
look, her sweet vol &c, her 6 Faceful
aud unaffected notions, that W hs per-
fectly. fascinating, and so q ltirely
i fferent from all others | haE ever
before seen. or ever siuce SEEM that |
never, never shall forget tn I'm. |
attended "A bill where | first s. w her,
and sncceeddd in obtaining an intro
duciJn to htr. | was-requested to
call a t at her fathers mansion. On
the following day l did so, and was
received with the utmost cordiaiity.
Time passed on and | continued my
calls. In ST ort, | soon fell deeply in
love with Flora, and she reciprocated'
my affections. Oh, the short-liYed
bliss. the epbemeral ecsfaey Of love!
Yet man knows no such pleas bre on
earth. as when he feels he is loved by
a good ard beautiful girl. w Z we're
pledged to union One
evening, just IA week before my hopes
of happiness were to be realized, a.
boy entered my room and banded
me small letter. il that letter had
been delayed two weeks, she would
have been nj bride, and ] uHon the
journey to his my southern home;
but it was otherwise ordered. On
looking at the superscription, | at !
once recognized the hand writing OF
Flora | tore it open, and glanced
over its contents, and my very heart
seemed instantly to freeze within me. |
Ny face became locked and rigid, as
f death had breathed upon it And !
my breath, in hot currents, came
leavily from my fcvered Lungs.
Flora had forbidden ME eve again
listing her. She stated that it was
Unnecessary for her to assign reasons
or this singular prohibition, as they
must already be known to myself-t
Cor several minutes, sat like fig
Ire Of granite, ny starting eyeballs
'iercing vacancy, with the wild in
ensity of madness. Then | sprang
o my feet and darted from my
oom. 1t was ten O'Clock shot
through the dense darkness with a
peed | never knew before that ! 4
| stood pale, spectre
Ike, nearly breathless at the outer
cor Of the Burns mansion. With a Il
enzied clutch, Iseized the bell-knob |
tartlingly pealed its agitated tones !
rough the quiet apartments Of the
lilding. Loud steps hurrledly ap !
reached. The key turned the door |
Jened, and the bright glare of a h
mp streamed into the darkness /
10, beggar! off with yourself" in (
antly exclaimed the servant, who
Is a huge, muscular white man, in
e full strength of LIES prime h
OFF, off, l say beggar! Old Roses Ii
liar shall soon be slipped. and by. Ii
e-by, his jaws have little mercy in b
EN-. They took half a mans calf h
I'M his leg but two nights back. {
'coundrel! insulter! insulter! back, t.
/, as in the recklessness OF re
y anger, drew my Spanish dirk, b,
d dashed with an effort that Il
enched my very joints, at the 81
lssive mental. In second his m
3 blood would have paid the penal tn
of his temef ity, had he not antici- Dc
ted my motives and with a tre- ii,
'ndous blow from his heavy fist til
ocked me backward, blind, and Go
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