The American patriot., 1855-05-12

She rose, unlocked drawer, took from it = |
small box, which she opened and took there. |
from note, and handing it to Eva, said "Resd
It."
Eva unfoldcd it carefully; it was written in
\ bold and legibe style. 1tran thus.
"Dear Etha.-I always thought I was brave,
but find where you are concerned therein my
heart fails me, for fear to tell you how much
love you, lest should be rcpulsed. If Imrot
to cherish hope, would it were not told me
by your lips. Dear Etha, send you bou-
quet; will you wear the red rose tc-night-ts,
like YOURSELF just budding into life Do not
wear it unless you love me, and love me enough
to share my lot-be it ever SO high or low,
prosperous or adverse.
"Yours most truly, H.
Eva handed it back. Etha continued, II
read it, and was confounded. Hard thoughts
of my cousin filled my mind. plucked
from that bouquet the red rose designated, hid
in my pocket and hastened down to the
drawing-rooms. Had caught his eye, I did
intend to place it about by head. I knew he
was too noble to accuse me of coquetishness,
and thought he would approach me then,
and could tell him ALL In vain, looked
from one room to another. He was not there,
and, almost broken-hearted, sought my room
again, where pcnncd this note, which has long
lain by the side Of his You may read that too,
Eva"
It ran thus:
Dear Horace,-Your bouquet and note did
not receive until after saw you this evening.
Come tomorrow and you will see how willingly
will wear your rose, which have placed in
my hair" "yours," 'ETHA,"
II sent it by a little boy to his boarding
house, but he brought it back to me, saying,
'the landlord says he left, just few minutes
ago, and said he did not know that he should
ever come back, az he had concluded to go to
Europe in company with some friends"
''rhe day before had received letter, to
enter - Seminary as a Teacher lat once re.
solved to accept the situation. could not live
any longer with my aunt, my cousin disliked
me and was not happy there. Happiness |
thought would ne'er again revisit my sad heart,
but you my dear Eva, have taught me to rise
superior to my selfish sorrow. l have been
made to feel very happy with your sympathy.
have often spoken to you of the events,
that occurred previous to my parents death,
but from that time to this. my misery has ever
been secret, unrevealed, except to you, and
unknown to all, save the omniscient searcllel
of all hearts. l staid at - Seminary, until
came here; have never seen my cousin since.
visited my aunt, twice, during the first year
Of my absence, but two years ago, she too died
Of Horace, or his whereabouts, lhavc learn
ed nothing
"And do you always wear red rose in youl
hair? believe have never seen you without
one, since came here"
"Yes, Eva, It's all have to remind me O.
him, twas the only request he ever made O.
me; and should die while you are near, eel
l am buried. want you to place red rose il
my hair"
II WILL" sobbcd Eva, throwing her arm
around her neck, and kissing her pale checks
They were weeping in each others arms
long time, twas their last night at that window
A ringing of the door bell, startled them
care you not expecting your father, EvaY
said Miss Allen.
"Yes, and that may be him" joyfully exclai,n
ed Eva, ~ will run and see if it isl" an
away she ran. leaving Etha alone. AS VIC foun
her at first, so like statue, does she sit motion
less, her pale cheek resting on her snowy hand
while gazing at the sunset with a fearful eye
and quivering lip. Gaze on Etha, It's thy las
twilight hour at that window, though tho
knowest it not.
Again, Eva came bounding in, and placin
, her hand upon Etha's shoulder, said my dea
Miss Allen, my Uncle and l, want you to com
down, do let me introduce you. He has com
in my fathers place, to take me home, as m
father is unwel, and uncle was SO anxious
see me, that father yielded to his persuasionl
to stay at home and let him come in his plac,
I've not seen him since was quite little gr
for he went to England, several years ago.
Come, do come! He said he would be vcr
much pleased to see you.
eyes darling, I'll come" said Miss Allen.
Shall we precede theme
Standing at yon window, looking out on Il
p landscape, is tall, well formed man; his fc
o lures are noble, his broad high brow is darkent
o by the suns of warmer climcs, while round h
d mouth linger traces of joyful smile, broug
S there, doubtless, by the glad greeting of h
t niece, yet there is a slight shade Of sadncs
}, visible upon his countenance, footsteps in Il
room, reused him, and he turns with smil