Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1855-06-28
miscellaneous.
From The N. 7. Urga
II Il v Il les.
BY LINDA MAY.

III LINDA
Seventeen to-day How my thoughts are
rushing back to, the years that have fled Three
years since we wers not here, this splendid snsBs
sion did not belong to US, but we were in that
small house on - street. never look that
way now, lest some one should ask me if were
ever there. was happy there l suppose, for I
knew nothing Of fashionable life there; but
now, we'll wculd,not exchange, for have only
Just " come out" and after such u tiresome life
at boarding school, one must have some relaxa-
ton. wonder who first invented boarding
schools! If no one liked studying better than
do, there would be but few such establish
ments. At least am thankful that my school
days are over, and that know everything that
shall need to about books for shall not trou-
Bile myself to read now, as shall have so much
to do to dress for company, &c.
Eighteen! How have been hattered and Ca
rcssed. this last year. Beautiful Yes, every
one says to mamma is continually reminding
me Of it, and Alphonse St. Leon declares that he
never saw such beautiful eyes as mine, and such
a delicate complexion, and he has Travelled so
uuch in Europe, and seen so many beautiful la
dies-yet prefers me before them Last night
he sat beside me, and twined my ringle,s about
his fingers, and praising their length and beau
ty. What splendid mousiachcs he wears. how
s,ceetly they curl around bis mouth.
He is very handsome, at least think so the
only fault is with his eyes they are shade
phiter than one could wish but his hair is mag
mfcent, add if one has beautiful hair and ar
ranges it a la mode and dresses fashionably, il
does not make so much difference whether they
have expression in their eyes.
wonder if there was any truth in that anon
ymous note that received this morning, saying
that he was looking after my fortune more than
myself. Pooh 1t was only some person who
was Jealous Of our happiness. Impossible that
should be deceived, when he told me that lie
would rather share cottage ,Oith me, than dwell
in palace ,cithort me Heigho, am weary of
these thoughts. I'll call Ellen to dress my hair,
for Alphonse will be here soon.
Alphonse! what sweet name. To be sure he
is foreigner, but that is all the better, Ameri-
cans are so common
A BRIDE! Happy' Yes, what delirium of
Joy and happiness have experienced in two
short weeks.
Alphons, is all tenderness, and chide myself
for giving thought to that foolish note, calling
him unworthy of me. How ungrateful must
have been to distrust him for moment.
Now we are in our honse. How elegantly AL
pbonse has had it furnished; he delights in taxi
ing his friends through the house, and prides
himself on having the best Dines of any of our
acquaintance. Papa shook his head very grave
ly when he glanced at the decanters on the side
!, board, and said, " have care, Alphonse, beware
of the poison in the wine-cup."
Alphonse turned away and shrugged his
shoulders was sorry that papa had said so,
but said nothing Papa and mamma do not
pay sufficient attention to suit Alphonse, and we
shall far sursass them in entertaining our friends,
and Alphonse is so kind that am sure he will
never do anything wrong, and am half angry
with papa for interf ring with him. Mamma is
perfectly satisfied with our establishment.
A DRuNxARD's WrEl How that name shock
ed me once, but now it has burned, as it were,
l into my very soul What misery have not
suffered, what wrctchedness has not been mine,
for three long, weary years Six years ago |
was gay and beautiful bride, but now, alas !!
> w here are the luxuries that surrounded me
t then! Gene--aH gone ,--and am 1, who was
once cared for SO fondly, am forced to find a
|. home in this miserable horcl?
q Yes Weighed down with care and grief
10 dragging out miserable life-toiling for bread
Il for two halrstarved children.
p Stitch, stitch, from morning till night on th'
d cosrsest cloths, because have no other way tt
J, keep from Starving There ras time, when
d too fond mother forbade my using needle, les
l. should spoil my eyes Where is that moth
e er now Alas sho is far away, for have wan
l. dered many weary mile to be with HUSBAND
10 who now cares not for me, for oh he leave
p me to wear my life away, struggling to kee
pe these precious childrenhis children, from star
le yation --Where is he now Where! In tn
&c dram-shop, with the vilest of men, he, who wa
r. once so kind, to whom trusted my life's happ
a ness, for whom left euerWhing-home an
lie friends, and all that heart could wsh-he leave
me now
ut How the hot tears roll down my checks. an
he my brain whirls with agony Is there no on
"a to look to now! No one to soothe the burstin
n heart 1---Yes--GoD, oh ! he is merciful, an
m will look down on me with pity, even thoug
ch for long years l have neglected him.
ng am calm now, calmer than have been ft
is, months. A little while ago would gladly hay
re died, but now am ready to live for these pre-
IAN ous children, and for my poor, erring HUSBAND
ou Now see | have erred also. | encourage
os- him when my father warned him, encourage
''S' him to cling to his wine to convince papa tht