True American. [volume] (Steubenville [Ohio]) 1855-1861, 1855-07-18

quickly away, and the circumstance was
forgotten by all. Ono evening my mother,
at the urgent request Of my father nc
cOmpanicd him to a lecture, given by
gentleman of worldwide celebrity; went
with my parents, and Blanche was left at
home in the care of Cassanna. When my
parents returned home, both Cassanna and
the infant we're gone; none knew whether !
Oh the agony, the wretchedness of those be-
reaved ones will pass it over. Suffice
it to say, that the lost infant was sought
for in the city, but in vain, no such child
had been seen. In a neighboring shipping
town it was said that a woman answering
to the description of Cassanna had taken
passage for Havre, with an infant. My
father followed her to Havre, in the next
steamer, only to ascertain, to his sorrow and
disappointment, that instead of Cassanna,
she was the wife of French peasant, and
had been visiting her friends in New Or
leans. Three lcng years my father spen
in searching for his lost child At the
end of that time he returned home to die!
In four short months | was fatherless
My mothers delicate frame sunk under its
weight of afflictiou, and ere the frosts of
another winter had fallen, she slept by my
fathers side, in the grassy churchyard
BY her death-couch | vowed to consecrate
myself to God; and to the good of my
fellow men. Oh! how have yearned for
a sisters love! I have besought God
night and day to give the back my lost
Blanche! Oh! my sister! now l know
why I felt my soul gushed forth in love
toward you, the first time / beheld you
If not my wife, darling, you are my own
precious sister, Blanche p and he pressed
her again and again to his breast.
Ah my friend, that was happy even
ing to us all. At night, when we retired
to rest, I missed Rosalie from my side
and waited not for her return, for felt
that she was with Reginald st. Eustace
In the morning, when | awoke, Rosalie
lay by my side, and as met her wakeful
eyes, she laid her head blushingly on my
arm, and told me that Reginald st. Eus,
tace had said he loved her. Had cherish.
ed her image in his inmost soul since the
morning he had seen her bending ovel
flowers, fit emblems of her own innocence
in her prison home. What more he TOLD
her know not, for she would contide ii
= me no further; but from smiles and blush
es, l inferred that she had not left hin
hopeless.
With the consent Of all parties, it wa'
decided that Reginald St. EuStace ant
Blanche De Vcrrian should be united, OIL
the day which had been appointed for thC
nuptials of Ernest and Rosalie.
1t was even so, and two happier being
than Rosalie, or Blanche, as she is nov
, called, and Reginald, / have never seen
But little remains to be told ST. Eustac,
purchased a lovely villa close to the OLE
farmhouse, where his lovely wife hat
lived SO happily, and the noble Dc Verria1
became an inmate of their family.
, A word of Euphrasia. She is still il
!, the enjoyment of single blosscdness, bu
there is wealthy old widower whom sh
hopes to win, and all her dresses are mad
with Difference to his taste
Carlyon St. Eustace is in College, bu
he spends his vacations with 'Uucle Reg
inald and Aunt Blanche and his statel
:, mother is quite anxious to cultivate tn
aln,s-house menial.
And now, my friend, I have done. W
, can do no better than to draw the curtai
:, of silence over their happiness; and than
:. the Great Giver of good for the benefit
bestowed on his unworthy children,