The weekly Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1854-1861, 1855-03-28

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paper, on which were traced burning words,
pressed closely to her thrObbing heart. The
hot tears fell in shower over her face,
while the sobs came from her heaying bo-
som thick and graspingly. At length she
withdrew the paper from its gentle resting
place; and again her eyes wanderover it,
Let us follow her example. She will ney-
er be one jot the wiser, for haze we not dom
ned our "invisible cap" and can we not
wander. wheresoever we listl The letter
ran thus s'.t" ,raI'ni"s.t EH.'R-''.
"HELo1sF: Even at the risk Of being a.
gain called "presuming," | seat myself to
write to you-to bid you farsCslI }oreuer, and
to ask pardon for the rash words spoke last
eve. i was vain indeed to fancy for one
moment that you, SO beautiful and gifted,
tcould stoop to love one so humble as my
self; yet, Heloise, had weighed every look
and word, and tone-4ad-I dreamed you
loved me! I do not ask you to question your
own heart--I do not bid you ask it if
have no place within its sanctuary, for you
have doubtless done oil this ere now and the
words you spoke last night-was that its
answer, Heloise! go from your presence
a heart broken mani and when return Gf
I ever should you will be the bride ofanoth-
ef. 1t is this knowledge that impels me to
speak plainly and with candor. Heloise,
ambition strong as yours, in woman, is
fearful thing, and. therefore, let me bid you
beware! Curb it or it will ruin your happi-
ness forever. VIII you not, Heloise, give
me some assurance that my presumptuous
acts of last evening are forgiven! Let me
carry with me from these shores the consol-
ing belief that you do not hate me. o, "be
merciful-be kind!" And now have done!
May you, in whatever lot you may choose
in life, be perfectly and supremely happy, is
my earnest prayer; and in heaven I will meet
and claim you as mine oDn, for | feel the
strong assurance within me that love such
as mine will not be unrequted there, but
will be rewarded by the answering tender
ness Of her who is dearer to me than my
hearts blood. will wait until tomorrow
for your reply. ERNEST CLIFFORD"
For few moments, after reading this the
second time, Heloise sat musing. and then
while beautiful light came into her dark
eye, and her face grew radiant with happi.
ness, she drew writing table toward her
and traced, with faltering hand, this
note
81 have communed with my heart. II
says am all your own! Come to me, my
noble Ernest, and teach me how to obtain
your pardon for my deception-my seeming
scorn of thee. can write no more, but
am, in spite of all obstacles, yours ant
. yours only. r HELoIsE.'
She was folding this with trembling fin
gers whenshe was interrupted by gentle tai
at the door, and, ere she could compose her.
self sufficiently to speak, the door opened
and her father, with smiling face, stood be-
fore her. .s .ac'a. ..-. a.iut a.l
"You look so very happy, darling, that
would not intrude upon you, supposing youl
own thoughts are brighter companions thar
your old papa's society,"" said Mr.. Atherton
chad not something of great importanc,
to communicate" '','
go, pray, come in papa; you know I an
always happy to receive you," replied Hell
oise, in tones of the most affectionate kind
ness; and, as she spoke, she drew blanl
sheet of paper over the two letters on he
table, and placing her father in her "chai
of state" Gas she playfully termed her large
easy chair,) she drew footstool to his feet
seated herself, saying as she did So
"Now, papa, what is your very weight
communication I am ready to give it m
"Well, my pet" answered her father
laying his hand fondly on her bright wave
of hair; "in the first place, Mr. Leiceste
= is making me morning call. What thin
you is his business, little puss!"
81 am sure cannot tell" Heloise repl
=. ed, while her heart sank within her at tn
mention of Leicester's name; "but pra,
tell me quickly, papa, do you not see al
~ dying of curiosity!". st "- .Ae
:" "You don't look very curious, Heloise
remarked her father, grayely; a"but wi
e tell you nevertheless. MIR. Leicester's bus
ness was simply to request the hand of n
interesting daughter in marriage. I gay
him my consent willingly, provided, hoy
ever, he could gain yours, which l doubt n
his ability to do. And so, darling, 60 dow
and let him plead his own cause. He awai
you in the drawing-room. - y, sr.
~ 40, papa, cannot!" burst from the a
md tated girl, shrinking close to her fathe
ter side, and then she laid her burning che
W. upon his shoulder, saying, in voice chok
the by sobs, al, lone csother, dear papa! I ca
yo. not marry Mr.. Leicester" "ga,av9' 0gael&,,
ere "Heloise, what mad folly is this! w
ell is il that you lovespo@,d aesTtgarAf
the A"Ernest Clifford" whispered eHeloi
ary with her face still hidden to conceal FRI
es- her parent the maiden blush that dyed b
her cheek. ERNEST Clifford, papa, and".-t
lie Mr. Atherton interrupted her by rising FRI
Dks his seat, saying angrily:a s II aui:a77a
ood "Ernest Clifford, indeed! The man W
.-t las rtt 4 nanny save what sha ekes mt