The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1854-01-14

farors Of some At our correspondents for few
weeks past. This will moi be so long.
D-"Erpectation," a sad little poem by
"CoLuNNA" will soon be printed.
Here is something from the merry, talented,
of,en-asked-for "MAupE," who uniformly
writes so dashingy and well. Wehope TO hear
from her soon, as the conclusion of the letter
pr Omises.
Correspondence Of The Cecil Wing.
A Letter from Nj Ia ude.
"Where is Mande %
Here, MIR. Editor, nj Gray Cottage. spending
n lew weeks with my back-eyed cousin Isabella
Martin am ], Maude. ! know I deserve
scolding for not fulfilling my promise; that of
sending you letters from the old homestead
during the summer, now past; but please don't
scold me, for never having been used TO that
sort of punishment, nigh, take it too much TO
heart. But, las little Charlie says,) /" give me
and I'll he good, )" and tell you something of
this stately cousin Of mine.
The other morning | was combing her hair
those massive raven lOcks-and as pressed
Hnv hand caressingv over the glossy surface
started suddenly, and in n voice of alarm, ex-
claimed, "Bel!'' "Wcll!" replied Bel IN that
calm resonte voice of hers, and with look
which am sure bore some resemblance TO that
of Filz James when he bravely cried
"Cnme one, come all, this rock shall fly
From its firm base soon as H.
"'Well, what is il ~ repeated Bel, ere found
courage TO announce "a gray hair; Bel, I've
found a gray hair!''
turned gray, red, or some other unbecomlnc
color, fl"m the way IN which you spoke. But
give t, 10 me Maude-I love gray hairs, Con the
h"ads OF old men.)-Ah, yes, perfectly white
isn't it?-What the mischief makes I'D, hair
Turn gray SO soon. But look, Maude, and see
III you canno, find anolher.'
Yes, here is another, and h,xe-Rdeed Bel,
your hair is hall gray | verify believe, and such
bauliful hair;-what pity! Can't you-bul
Bel cut me short with
"Nevcr mind Mande; il must needs larn gray
sometime il live long enough, bat twiS, up
my hair and then you may help me overhaul
any old letters. You arr inni of anch employ
men I and sit bids fair far rainy day. as papa
SAYS
Bel spoke checrfully, almost edly, Get ]
heard n half smOlhcrrd sigh and | knew III al
gncmory invoked by thai first gray hair was
busy at her heart. And then ia confirmation
her lips murmured.
"Ah! Il was noble fellow, could
never understand why my heart turned deaf
ear to all his tales OF love. And they were tree
know they wcre-hul | knew il then; felt
tat was casting from me a precious gilt, and
yet ! did it, Is it this gray hair that brings to
mind the closing lines OF his last lelcr2 It's
years since my eyes looked uroh them yel they
arc mol forgotten
"Whcn. wilhcred hopes lie buried,
v hen these brown locks grow gray
The old mans lallrling l!y vii move
HIS lolerlny ioGtsIep stay.
He'll eaze beyond the sllvered dome
Far up III that blue sky
He'll breathe prayer LH ---- then,
He loves her stilI-good bye"
siAh! poor H."
"Poor Bel, You nigh, better say; ri bet flip
his hair is as 6roun to-day as when he wrote
those lines you JeSt repcateu, Willie yours
cousin Is, is as gray as a.
"There, that's enough Maude l thought
YOU had gone down .taus, or should not have
betrayed my sentiment 10 your skepuca eye"
Saying which Bel arose, and goIng TO the
closet soon appeared with a curious looking
.Djrc, which seemed to be neither trunk nor
box, and yet both. As she rested 1t at my feet
she SAID
"Th,rc Maude, that's the very trunk my
great grand mother used to keep her love Letters
Or ten IN, 1 don't exactly know which; but in
the left hand corner of that small drawer; yon
will find the key, give il to me, and we will
unlock this wonderful slore-house, and we'll
make this dull day bright with the sunshine OF
the past
"And wct with the tears of repentance Ell
Ecl.'
But Bel was busily engaged just then, and
did not vouchsate look even in leply-I gave
hcr the key, and she presently raised the lid Of
the queer little trunk, and drawing a long
breath, said
But, dear reader, cannot tell you what she
said, nor permt3your curious eyes to examine
those precious letters jsa mOw. Wait a week
Or two. MAUDE.
FOREIGN NEws.-The steamer Baltic,
which arrived at New York on Thurs.
day brings the following intelligence:
"The Russian steamer Pruth has set
two Turkish villages on fire by throw
ing red hot balls"
Constantinople, Dec, l9M.-Negoti.
atoms on the Peace project has been re.
sumed, and the Porte manifests pacif.
ic disposition. The allied fleets are still