Kenosha tribune and telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1855-1855, 1855-04-12
A NIGHT OF YEARS.
BY GRACE cREESwoop.

My dear reader. I have sat some min
: Iutes with my pen suspended in the air abov
. my paper. have been debating deicat
Ii point-T am in a position. You win per
: haps recollect that one of Fanny Forester
i exquisite sketches was entitled Lucy Dut
ton
Now it happens that the real name of thu
. heroine Of the .ower true tale which an
about to do myself the honor of relating t.
: you, is no other than Lncy Dutton. Shall
| rob her Of her birth-right--compel hel
to wear a nom du gerre, because my sistel
authoress accidentally gave the true name
to one Of her ideal creations? Shall | sac
rifce truth to deEcacy ?thafsthe question,
MOI You said no. did you not2 Then
Lucy, Lucy Dutton, let II be.el assa sea
Some forty years since, In the interior oil
my beautiful native State, New York. lived
the father of my heroine, an honest and re-
spectacle farmer He had two children
Lucy, noble girlof nineteen. and Ellen, a
yearor twoyounger. The FIRST named was
winningly rather than strikingly beautiful.
Under manner observable for its serious
ness and nun-like serenity, were conceal
ed an imprisoned nature, and a heartfof
the deepest capability for loving She was
remarkable from herSearliest childhood for
a voicelof tbrilling andthaunting sweetness.
Ellen Dutton was the brilliant santipodes
of her sister, born beauty whose prero-
gative of prettiness was to have her ire
| sponsible own way in all things and at all
times. An 'indulgent fathers a weak moth
ber, and an idoIizibg sister. dad zaHancon
scously contributed to the ruin Of a nature
not at first remarkable for strength or gen
crosby. Wherein all Gods creatures.
is heartlessness, SO seemingly unnatural
is selfshness so detestable, rs in beauti-
| full woman? 2" $3.50" *Ft 'Ft@a4A' =
Lucy possessed a fine intelleet,And as her
parents were web reared New En- CHAMBERS,
she and her sister We're far bettereducated
than other girls OF her station, in that then
| half-setted portion Of the country. In those
days, many engaged in school-teaching FOR
the h onor and pleasure which it afforded,
rather than from necessity. Thus,aas few
months previous 10 the commencement of
our sketch, Lucy Dutton left for. the first
time her reside circle to take charge of a
school some twenty miles from her native
town. 551 H f3ae si~fEstis1ts8 sSe
For some while, her letters ahome were
expressive only OF the happy contentment
which sprang from the consciousness of &C
tive usefulness, Of receiving, while part
| inc. good. But anon there came a change;
then were those, records for home eharac-
terized by fitrul gaity or dreary sadness
indchnable hopes and fears seemed striving
for supremacy in the writer's troubled little
| hut IL, ael, r,yvi-
edged it TO herself, while she knew not
that she was loved; SO, for time, that beau
tiful second birth of womans nature was
like warm sunrise struggling with the
mists of morning. .vabsai
But one day brought letter which could
not soon be forgotten in the home OF the
absent one, a letter uaced by hand that
trembled in sympathy with heart tumul-
tous with happiness. Lucy had been voiced
and won. and she but waited her parents
approval of her choice. to become the be
trojhed OF Young Edwin w, a man of ex-
cellent family and standing. in the town
where she had been teaching. The father
and mother accorded their sanction with
many blessings. and Lucy's next letter
promised a speedy visit from the lovers.
To such nature as Lucy's. what an o.
sorbing and vet what a revealing of sell is
first passion-what aprodigaiity of giving
what An incalculable wealth of receiving
what breaking up is there of the deep
waters of the soul, and how heaven de-
scends in sudden star shower upon lite!
| If there is a season when an angel may look
with intense and fearful interest upon her
mortal sister, Ills when she behods her heart
mass from the bud like innocence and fresh
ness of girlhood, and taking toits very core
the fervid light of ioye. glow and crimson
! into perfect womanhood.
At last the plghted lovers came, and
welcomes and festivities awaited them. Mr.
| W gave entire satisfaction to father.
mother, and even to the exaeting beauty
He was handsome man, with some pre-
tensions to fashion: but in manner and APP
parently in character the opposite OF his be-
trothed. sssss =
p TWAS decided that Lucy should not leave
home again until after her marriage, which
at the request of the ardent lover, was TO be
celebrated within two months, and on the
coming birth day Of the bride. Il was there
fore arranged that Ellen should return with
w to NJ, to take charge of her sisters
school FOR the remainder of the term.
The bridal birth day had come. Ithad
been ushered in by the rich, mellow light
of an October sun-the busy hours had
worn away, and now it was nigh sun set,
and neither the bridegroom nor Ellen, the
first bridesmaid had appeared. Yet in her
neat little chamber sat Lucy, nothing doubt
ing. nothing fearing. She was already clad
in simple white muslin, and her few bri-
dal ado'nments lay on the table by her side.
Maria Allen, her second bridesmaid. a
bright-eyed, affectionate- hearted girl, her
chosen friend from childhood, was arrang-
! ing to more graceful fall the wreath oi
light ilnglets that swept her snowy neck
To the anxious inquiries OF her com panion
respecting the absent ones, Lucy smiled
!. quietly and replied
: oh. ,somethino has happened to detain