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

Ting Of the paper, as Mr.. Atherton turned
it; and when he had finished the perusal, he
said, while he held Heloise's short note in
his trembling fngers-"Send this, and my
curse be upon your head-the deepest-dead-
lest" but his daughter, springing to her
feet, interrupted him by exclaiming, go, pa
pa, spare me! You know not what you
say" l coed s-fa .l5an. L..t-
81 am perfectly aware what l am saying"
returned Mr.. Atherton, his voice thick with
passion "and do not hesitate to pronounce
Ernest Clifford mean, contemplate scoun-
drel! He thinks, BY hissilly, love-sick trash,
to gain, not my daughter but my fortune!-I
He will find himself mistaken, l can as
sure him. Prepare instantly to see and ac-
cept Mr.. Leicester. command you to
obey me-" He castupon his daughter one
of those withering frowns that was the ter
ror of his whole household; but Heloise
was not in the least terrified by it. She had
too much Of his own spirit for that. She
drew her proud figure up to its full height,
and meeting the gaze Of his flashing eye
without shrinking, said r.H ..t'.'
"Father, you have gone far enough. l
will not obey your commands! Twill neith-
er see nor accept Mr.. Leicester, and although
you have heaped on Ernest Clifford names
will not sully my mouth BY repeating, yet
consider him as far above Mr.. Leicester as
the heavens above tn, earth; and if there is
any danger of my inclination being forced,
l will marry him too, before week has
passed; so beware! Remember, am your
daughter!" And she left the room with the
step of queen ascending her throne, leav-
ing her father speechless from surprise and
anger. 1t was the first time any one had ev-
er dared to brave him, and now tnat it should
be his worshipped daughter, who had ever
been so gentle and yielding to him, while
naughty and obstinate with all others, it was
very, very bitter, and Mr.. Atherton buried
his face in his hands, musing thus: 81 must
try some other means with her. She will
love Leicester when she is married to him,
and she must marry him or | am ruined
man! l must work upon her fondness for
myself | know she cannot refuse when
tell her all the circumstances, and that Cliff
ford-curseS on him for winning her heartn'
So intent was he with his own scheming
thoughts that he noticed not the door had
re.opened-a quick step glided across the
room, pair of snowy arms were wreathed
around Mr.. Athertons neck; head heavy
with rich, dark curls sank upon his bosom,
and Heloise sobbed out
so, papa, forgive your erring, wayward
daughter, the first unkind words she ever
spoke to you. was wild and knew moi
what said, Can you forgive my disobedi
ence?" and fresh burst of tears choked hei
utterance. aa.
"There, there, darling, do not sob sc
wildly" said Mr.. Atherton, fondly; 81 for
give all, though you almost broke my hear
by your words. But come, sit down here be,
side me, and let us talk the matter ovel
calmly and quietly. will put my arm a
round you, (suiting the action to the word }.
so you cannot be drawing up your Jnno-like
figure; and / am almost tempted to coyel
up those dark eyes, SO they cannot flash up
on me as they did a few moments ago.
After short pause, Mr.. Atherton resumed
"You asked me, my love, when we were dis
cussing Mr.. Clifford's poverty, if you had no
/. riches enough for both him and yourself.-
You waited not then to hear my answer; yo'
shall have it now-you haze not! am
] rich man--so the world says; have reare'
you in luxury, and given you every advan
tage; but have no fortune to bestow on yo'
when you marry. have large family de
pendent upon me. l must educate and pro
vide for them; besides, I am growing old.
S and he passed his hand over his slightly sill
r vered hair, sand must soon be thinking 9
< other things besides the amassing of wealth
had hoped to see you, my darling. at tn
! head of some establishment worthy ofyor
g and | know of no situation so much to b
/, coveted as Mr.. Leicester's bride. 1t woul
n break my heart to have you unite yourse
with poverty; and you, my Heloise, ho'
{" would you fancy having to 60 to marke
II clean house, be your own cook, cha mbe
i maid, house-keeper and femme d chanbre.
y Mr.. Atherton smiled, paused to take breat
,e and noting the effect his words had on b
y daughter, he pressed her soft, white fnge
ot gently as he added: "Do these little din
n pied hands look fitted to handle the broor
is and perfoIm the office of house-keeper
generals why, my dear, you would not e
IL en- know how to arrange you smut brown
rs brails Of glossy hair without the assistant
* of you. French carte, much less to attend
ID the washing of pots and kettles, which W
n be portion of your intellectual duties wh'
you become Ernest Clifford's wife! Ma
no nay. my, daughter, Danish such an absurd
from your mipda Mr.. Leicester offers you
10 home worthy of princess He can ent
IN into oil your lofty thoughts and aspiration
er and your ambition will then be gratifie
nut for he is everything the most fastidious b
I'M could desire in lover Or a husband. w
,3l you not make, both yourself and me hap
no by accepting his hand and heart9'' sas.
nv Heloise hesitated still, although she "