The Georgetown news., 1856-01-31

hazle eye was lit up pleasantly, and a kindly
smile OF unwonted delight passed over his
brow and cheek. He had for some days
been moody and restless, and l marked his
emotions of pleasure with a lively enjoy
ment, to which an instant before [ was o
stranger.
"This is the most lucky moment to re
ceive letter that l ever experienced" said
Graham, indulging in that laugh which
comes from the heart. "You see," said he,
that it is from woman; the prime MULE
riS of my affections. But [ belle her; she
is not woman; in the general acceptation
of the term-she is an angel"
| glanced at the letter as he extended it
to me; and the direction was really most
beautiful. The blue surface Of the epistle
seemed to have just come from beneath the
hands Of the copperplate printer. "You
see" said Graham, ''that it is beautiful;
now let me read it; and as you are my con-
fidant, will show you the Al pha and One
ga of it" He broke the seal; it began with
dearest Everard," and closed with "For-
ever yours" EMILE BARTON.
"YOu are not entitled to further free
DOM" said my friend: "Now go mediate,
and let my greedy eyes devour up her dis
course or, seeing your curiosity is ava
kened, | will give you her picture, for you
to look upon,' as the primer hath it."
He drew from his bosom a miniature,
suspended by golden chain: "There," said
he, sis one half of my heart. 1t is the most
beautiful half by far and dare be sworn,
the most innocent. Now if you admire it,
let your admiration be naSpeakable, for l
shall not be at home during the next half
hour to anybody. To save inquiries, how
ever, will say word or two to you re-
specting her. She is my intended. [ first
knew her at the Saratoga cotilliOns; her IA
ther is an Englishman; but her mother is
one of our ciS-Atlantic daughters of Eve
1t is the long lapse Of time since | have
heard from the dear girl, that has given me
the blues so of late"
l took the miniature; and never shall I
forget the unsullied and perfect beauty that
then dawned upon me- The stainless brow
was shaded with rich clusters and braids Of
hair, of the color of gold in shadow; the eye
was mild and blue; but about thesweet lips
that seemed the balmy prison gates of deli
cious kisses, and around the dimpled and
rose-leat cheek, there played such pure and
sanctifed smile, that the picture seemed to
be instinct with the life of heaven | was
dumb with exquisite admiration; and |
seemed to be surrounded by the spirit of
Venus. Little did | imagine, as / gazed
upon that deIicately moulded face; that the
clouds of early sorrow would so soon over
shadow the fair brow; that the white-robed
bosom would so soon yearn with the pangs
of unrequited affection; that the azure eye
and matchless cheek would be dimmed and
stained with tears shed in secret; that they
would be deluged by the waters of burst
ing heart But let me not anticipate.
Half an hour passed without word hay
| ing been spoken by either of u.s. The re-
Elections which the picture had coniured up
kept me silent; and Graham read and re-
read his letter, without noticing my pleas
urable reverie. At length he said-"Well,
you seem half intoxicated; are you dizzy
with rapture? l assure you if you feel any
sensation from that little counterfeit, how
could you gaze on the originaR You wod
become an enthusiast and worshipper at
first sight, as | did. But | am too joeose
| for SO sacred a theme; and my pleasure is
already damaged by the reflection, that my
Spirituele has, ere this, left America, in the
packet of the 10th, for England. A vast
estate has fallen to her father, there, and he
with his whole family have repaired from
Barton Hill to Ludgate Hill, or some other
| hill of London. Cruel girl She was too
affectionate to endure the emotions Of q
farewell, and wrote me late, in consequence.
She has quoted Scripture to me in her epis-
tie, something odd for her; but it is express
sive. She is not aware that eschew the
whole of that Book which she holds so sa-
cred But we will not jar each other on
that topic. shall see her by June in the
British metropolis! l might as we'll make
my couch on that ardent CRATE, as to re-
main where she is not"
| returned to him the treasure he had
shown me; and if indulged in unmingled
encomium upon its pervading loyeliness, |
trust it was not undeserved or hypocritical,
The eye of my friend glistened with gratif-
cation.
| "There is never a sweet without a bit
ter" he said; GOTTEN when that beloved girl
and | have walked by the vernal shore of
the lake which stretches along by the man
sion of her father, as l gazed upon her
sparkling eye and sinless brow, | have
thought myself utterly unworthy of her af-
fection. She is too full of ethereal purity
for my guilt-tainted soul. You ow,what
she does not, that am sceptic. Her due
tile and elastic spirit is full of praise to
God when she looks upon his works. Of
ten has she spoke to me of the mercies of
heaven, in making US so supremely happy
in our love; and ike all her sex, her wo-
mans heart seems to forbode evil from the
transitory nature of the things of this world.
How many times, as we have reposed be-
meath trellised vines Of her fathers garden,
have pressed her to my throbbing bosom,
and kissed away the tears which sensibility
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