The weekly Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1854-1861, 1855-04-25

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the niece of his implacable enemy. Such
was the time selected for the scene we have
just narrated. We will not detain the read
er by a useless detail of the secrecy and
danger with which the youthful chieftain
stole to the society Of his love. Suffice it,
they met. On the very summit of rug-
ged rock were the lovers,seated. In the ez-
uberance of their joy, they dreamed not Of
danger. The still hour of midnight seemed
to hallow with its breath of silence their
words and VOWS of endearment. Earth and
its sordid feelings were forgotten, the stars
of the cloudless skies beamed as in brighter
brilliance on their meeting; and life was,
to them, one garden Of bloom and blossom.
"And you will be mine, my Edith, through
veal and through woe, through danger and
peril, till the chill hand of death shall sever
us?" exclaimed the impassionate youth, as
he pressed to his bosom the true and blush
ing girl. "Tis true your uncle, the proud
chief of GlenrOy, opposes our union; but
were your noble parents alive. my sweet
Edith, they would be more generous. Oh!
will you be mine!"
"Can you ask it, Ronald!" replied She
"Have not plighted my faith before the
presence of my God-before him unto whom
all secrets are known! Yes, my Ronald,
thine till mine eyes are dim in DEATH"
"And as she uttered these words, she
extended her right hand to heaven, and
looking upwards, seemed to call to wilt
ness the spirits of the just, who looked
smilingly, as it were, from every star that
gemmed the floor of the eternal paradise.
81 do believe thee!" fervently rejoined
Ronald, "and look be-" he added ,-"receive
this as the symbol Of our eternal faith" at
the same moment unclasping the brooch
that bound the folds of his tartan.
The maiden received the token, and plac-
ing it in her bosom, fell into the arms of
her lover. Suddenly black cloud shot
across the disc of the moon-vivid streaks of
flame chequered the horizon. The sullen
sound of distant thunder was heard--the
wind swept past ith mournful moan-big
drops, the precursors of the coming tempest,
fell heavily around, and gloom usurped, in
an instant, midnight's reign of glory.
"Ah!" exclaimed Edith, "tis an evil o.
men. Take it take it back, my Ronald;
the heavens frown in anger upon the gift"
''Foolish girl" he exclaimed, sis it for US
alone, think you, that the ruler of the storms
seeks now to show his anger! In truth Ed
ith, l deemed you maiden of clearer soul
Old Duncan, the seer of second sight,
should only be guilty of such superstition.
Farewell; my loved one; tomorrow, at the
accustomed hour, shall again be with you.
Go! the night-breeze will chill thy tender
form;' and he drew her mantle closer a.
round her, and impaired kiss upon herruby
! lips.
"Villain!' exclaimed a voice from some
unseen figure that had been witness of their
meeting; and the next moment the report of
firearms, followed by deep groan, told that
Ronald was the victim. Like panther
from his ambush sprang forward the uncle
of Edith; he rushed furiously to the body of
the bleeding youth, seized it with herculean
strength, and dragging it to the brink of the
precipce, hurled it to the depths of the dark,
deep ocean.