The south-western. [volume] (Shreveport, La.) 1852-1870, 1855-03-14

to marry widow who gldes SO rapidly down
i the hills of sentiment
However he had solicited the favor of calling
the next day. He was expected: Madame
/ Blainval was alone.
Adalbert, in making his bow came near a
small table.on which was some porcelain that
the skirts Of his coat slightly touched.
Take care said, the charming widow snil
ing you will again break one Of my cups
i Again. replied Adalbert in astonishment.
why, yes, do you not know that you have
already broken one.
I do not understand you, Madame
Look in your memory. Six months ago,
when you dared to send me letter through the
panes Of that window?' i
The explanation had proved that there had
beer mistake. The letter was not in Adal-
bert's hand writing and Julia was no longer
there to acknowledge the truth. The saucy
maid not wishing to follow her mistress to Ba-
den had changed her situation. But to what
purpose enquire who had played the trick and
written the letter? The two hearts had spo-
ken and understood each other. Adalbert was
to reap all the benefit of the error, and the
pretty widow must have asecond husband. to
replace the broken cup.
+ WoMAN's LovE.-We saw last evening al
apt illustration of the affection of woman. A.
poor inebriated wretch had been taken TO the
caaboose His conduct in the street, and af-
ter he was placed in the cell, was Of such
violent character that it become necessary to
handcuf him. The demon, rum, had posses
sion of his soul, and he gave vent to his raylng
in curses so profane as to shock the senses OF
his fellow prisoners, one of whom, in the same
cell, at his own solicitation, was placed in
separate apartment A woman appeared at
the grating, and in her hands she had a rude
tray, upon which were placed some slices of
bread fresh from the hearthstone, and other
little delicacies for her erring husband. She
stood at the bar gazing ntently into the thick
gloom where her manacled companion wildly
, raved Her voice was low and soft, and as
!, she called his name, its utterance was as the
melody Of a fond and cherished spirit
f The tears streamed from herey and there
in the dark prison house, the abode of the
, most wretched and depraved, the tones Of her
voice found its way into that wicked mans
breast, and lie knelt in sorrow and in silence
before his young and injured wife, while his
, heart found relief in tears such only as man
can weep. Though the iron still bound his
wrists, he placed his hands, with their heavy
insignia Of degradation conhdingly and affec-
tionatcly upon the brow of his fair companion,
. and exclaimed, Katy, will be better man.
, There, upon a rude seat, she had spread the
t humble meal which she had prepared with her
own hands; and, after he had finished, she
rose to depart, bidding him to be calm and re-
r signed for her sake, with the assurance that
= she would bring friend to 60 his bail, and
that she would return and take him home.
i And she left him, a strong man, with his head
f dropping upon his breast, a very coward, hu-
q inflated before the weak and tender being
j whose presence and affection had stlled the
angry passions of his soul. True to the instincts
of her love and promise, she did return with one
= who went on his bond for his appearance next
= = morning, and with his hands clasped in that of
( his lovely wife, she led him away penitent
: and we trust better man. There were those
, who laughed, as that pale, meek woman bore
off her erring husband, but she needed them
not, and her self-sacrifcing heart knew OF cared
J for nothingin holy and heaven born instincts,
but to preserve and protect him whom she low
ed with fthe devotion ofa wife and woman.
y ESt Louis Republican.
The Fireside Journal, (Mass,) has made a
, grand discovery-nothing less than a second
Bourbon case--in which the lately deceased
t keeper of Long Island light house plays the
principal part, and is asserted to have been
! the son of Gustayus Ill, king of Sweden. We
2 { give the substantial facts Of the statement of
! the Fireside:
! The story, as we get it-and We have no
doubt of its substantial truths this: The late
; capt Joseph Beck, so long known by our mari
t time folks as keeper of the Long Island light
in our harbor, on his death bed, last summer,
, disclosed to his family that he was the son Of
| Gustavus Ill, king Of Sweden, and younger
4 brother of that remarkable knight-errant of a
t king, the late Gustavus III. An unknown
person, who had been seen at various times to
regard him with great interest, and who was
present at the time of his death, leftin the next
European steamer for Sweden. Within short
time, the only daughter Of capt Beck, a very
intelligent and accomplished lady, now the wife
of Abel T. Hayden, one Of the pilots in our
harbor, has been sent for from high quarter
, in that country, and supplied with funds for
the voyage, to be restored to the possession of
: property and titles belonging to her father,
which were confiscated at the time when his
: brother, Gustavus ", was dethroned Mr..
Hayden and his wife, it is said, will take their
departure for Sweden in few days.
|
A MER1TED RERuKE.-The English papers
have uttered the most dolorious complaints
about the barbarity Of the Russians in firing
upon their own cavalry, as well as upon the al
:, lies at the battle Of Balaklava. According to
the national morality of John Bull, an act so
$ atrocious should disgrace Russia in the eyes Of
all good people forever. The Boston Courier
gives them a brief extract from history:
] eff any Of the advocates Of the allies, and
denouncers of Russia will turn tothe Sd chap
t ter of the life of gen. Nathaniel Greene, by
W. Gilmore Simms, they will find that at the
l battle of Guilford, which fought between
Greene and Cornwals, when the British guards
were in full retreat before the American caYal-
!, ry, and the battle was nearly won, lord Corn
/ wallis saw that there was but one thing he
could do to save the day ,and hurrying on to the
] hill on which McCloud had posted his artillery,
i he gave the terrible order to repel the progress
If Of the American cavalry by pouring out tor