Kansas weekly herald., 1854-09-15
Too Nossssg 70 Loee.
BY ELLA FARMAN.


tasked an old man wilh silver hair, of q
tblue-eyed young girl, who was sitting on
i the steps by his side, her head leaning
against a syineswreathed pillar. .sFIat are
you dreaming of, Amy You have set
4 here for over an hour IN this distracted
mood looking at those clouds. What are
: you thinking ofz'
4 The questioning voice of her father
broke Any's reverie; but as she changed
her position, her dreamy eyes were yelled
by the vcined lids, and the rosy cheek,
whereupon those dark, dropping lashes lay,
were scarlet. In a moment she replied,
soh, was thinking of nothing IN particular,
building air-castles as usual, imagination
plotting me into fairy land. Not very pro-
j ftable occupation for one like me, is it pa e
Just then the sound of rolling carriage
wheels was heard, and an open carriage
came along the road. The occupant, a
proud, dark-eyed man, d0fed his hat and
bowed low to Amy and her father. Mr..
Lansing did not reply, save by slight IN
clination of the head and naughty look.
But Amy bowed and sweetly smiled as she
did thus, and her cheeks flushed. Mr..
Lansings eyes We're shaded, and his brow
was darkened as he saw Amy appearance.
The carriage passed on, and Amy was
again in reyerie; but she was started from
it by her father saying ~
Amy, do you lore that man--that de-
|testable Clifton Maxwell?
7 *Amy's cheek grew still brighter, and the
hhllne eyes were veiled again, and her snowy
finger destro;;sed the gorgeous tulip she held
| in her hand-the tu,;;rn given her by Clifton
! Maxwell tile evening before.
/ Again Mr.. Lansing asked d-'Tel me
truly, Amy, do you lore that low bred
man?'
In a moment Amy's eyes flashed, but
she restrained herself and calmly answer
ed-sClifton Maxwell is not low bred -
He has true, noble heart-one of ma
ture's noblemen. And blame me if you
will; l do certainly love him. -
amy Lansing and her white-haired
father spoke sternly, Amy Lansing, Ifor-
bid that love! I forbid you to ever meet him
again. l forbid all intimacy, under penal
ty of my disowning you forever; Besides
you are too young to love. Remember,
Amy, dare todisobey me on youEperilr and
he left her to her unpleasant meditations.
| Too young to lover murmured Amy, but
her pale, cold face, and eyesheayy with the
deepness of sorrow, told a far different tale
/ from that.
'Mr. Lansing, came here to ask per-,
mission to address your daughter, said a
young man, who stood In the rich library of
Mr., Lansing, one evening.
/ Mr.. Lansing looked up haughtily for he
knew that it was Clifton Maxwell What
did he care for that dark, soul-lit eye, that
massive brow, that proud head, that regal
form-so lofty, so kingly-an the heraldry
and insignia of inward nobleness and Dig
nitys What mattered the noble, generous
heart? What mattered it, that he passion
ately loved Amy2 He had no Golfers filed
with gold, no broad ancestral lands, no high
home, no pearls to wreath with Amy gol-
den tresses, no diamond bandeaus for her
snowy brow. Amy must wed higher; she
was too young to love such a poor man
as Clifton Maxwell; and so Mr.. Lansing
! coclly said
That permission is denied now and for
ever to you. 8gs p 4
| Gl:s Clifton coldly bowed and asked the rea-
son. - -
4 have none!' said Mr.. Lansing, ssaye
do not deem you noble enough to be my
son; save that your station is not equal,
save that Amy is too young to love-, Fl %
mfr. Lansing said Clifton, calmly, I
know that am not wealthy, yet ! have a
good practice And you are mistaken about
/ Amy; she does love me truly. She is not
sltoo young to love. Beware how you frifie
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] 1fi1y, All 8 ys>o yesaae q e opng
Is wed; af1 esssn q = zsel - sould
shall select forshera But never dare again
to speak TO my daughter. zss *
i With a cold, slight bow, Clifton left the
|room. - s....ss..
j Good bye, Amy said Clifton, as he stood
A in the garden alone with Amy; & cannot
s stay here. tt would be agony to be thus
near you-neYer.to see you, never e speak
to you, knowing that you were forbidden e
speak tome, knowing that could never =
esaod foreIze my father for shisi
i Amy, calmly, as she raised her faee
! cold, 50. pale so leathly from her lo1e
shoulder. God forgive my father this g
city. Lam not too young to bear ashrolkeH
q hsaft 6 can neFer we'd AGAINST my father
g wishes You are noble that you do 10
= urge me to that steps; Ef9gf hzla ~ -
: Good bye. Amy. said zEliflou 3.
he Eissedthe stainless brow resting
u his cheek. We shall nzTer meet akain
s. I leave America forever. Good b4e, Amy
; faaugh but loving sdeath for us botII.-- =
Il HonId that God had never given 7is ESafz