True American. [volume] (Steubenville [Ohio]) 1855-1861, 1856-10-22

and il was arranged that should become
a pupil of Herr Won Getchenburg. ,a
i was admitted to. his class in few
days, and | received his teachings he
said l was possessed of the most thrilling
voice lie had ever trained. stroVe hard
to learn and | succeeded. %. ..'" ,..<'
In twelve months, Won Getchenburg
offered me an almost incredible sum if |
would accompany him in a tour over the
country, in the capacity Of public sing
er. l refused. | could not tear myself
away from the place where MonIcalm
brealhed. Do you askif loved Howard
Montcalm :. Love! twas an unknown
word 10 me. | felt not toward him as l
felt to others, l loved him not as woman
loves man, l worshiped him as the Christ
ian worshps his God. ru4 g. v-
The term of my continuance at school
was drawing rapidly to a close. In one
short week, ! was to 60 to my dreary
home, aud see him, in the fghto Of whose
smile | had lived for Two years no more.
My situation in the family where | had
boarded, was much the same as at first, |
had made no friends, nor had | wished
to, and I thought Of leaving there without
a solitary regret. ~ '." .'. '.''
The closing day came at last. There
was to be grand examination in the great
hall of the Academy, aud essays and
compositions of all kinds were to be
read. '+' .-. .'' ''"' ''.'
The holiday dresses were drawn out,
jewelry was borrowed, stay-lacings were
stretched to their utmost tension, and
rouge, and chalk balls were in urgent de-
mand.
| had no fine clothes in which 10 appear
so wore the pale, straw colored calico
which had been my church dress in sum-
mer. Ornament had none, not even y
ring or pin, and my muslin collar wa'
fastened Ivy plain black ribbon. Elk
element had lent crimson blush to my
wan cheek, and my eyes were almos
/ fearful in their great brllIiancy. .. ..,
, The time came for me 10 read my essay
II was the last exercise. rose, my heat
swan, | saw but one face in all that as
emily, and that face was his. 1t strength
ened me-, | read the composition TIT
subject was " Desolation." | had thrown
| into the essay all the ildenergies Of m!
lonely soul, all the vain yearnings OF my
desoate heart, and | succeeded in what
| had desired. The audience which fille'
that vast hall sat spell bound! The still
: ness of The tomb was there | finlshe'
S and sat down, no one moved no ont
spoke. Pale and still they sat, some
in tears, others with cheeks white ant
q dry. ..t.', ''-.'t'a '.' '... -~,t ..'.
/ l looked at Monlcalm, his head lay o
: the desk before him, and his form quiv
i cred with emotion. AT length the mana
d ger announced the exercises at an end
! and the spectators departed, leaVin
: Montcslm alone with his pupils. In
t few appropriate words he bade us fare
well Each one, in passing OUT 100
d him by the hand, and received from. hlr
=, some party admonilion. ] held back vi
s til the last. There was melanch o
:. pleasure in being The last TO say adieu
If him whom we all loved. 'a" pti't f'
He took my hard. My whole fran
J. thrilled at his touch /; all the life long sgc
T. ny of ny existence was pent in that on
1t moment ! My courage forsook me, m
J. self restraint gave way, and "Oh, God !
l. escaped my lips. ,gts,ataf s's to es97
|, We were alone Montcalm bent hi
J. head until his breath played upon m
l. cheek, and his voice was broken an
|, agitaled as lie said. f.Miss Fairfield
b Genie, do you love me! ..' .' ,'"'
e My face flushed crimson with shame
l. he, knew my fatal secret ! would ratht
have lain down al, his feet and died, tha
E, he should have known it.
,r replied bitterly: 'Alas was th
At blow needed to complete my'utter wretc
O. ed ness, my great humiliation r. b raj
" Montcalm's face lighted up with inten
/ Joy he caught me, to his breast. Dea
ID esl, Genie" "he exclaimed, while his XII
at ses reigned upon my face" and you 4
ID love me, darling, you have loved me alor
4. time ri i.fg u,a y7ysa 9I .yls
10 l wound my arms. around his neck az
le held him close to my bosom, for | fear,
III even in that moment Of ecstacy, an d
IS defnable something, dreadful and u
M known,j ~ .uua9o s;siqmo5 IS, ahia
re "A Oh, the bliss of sitting in the lonely Q
, hall, with the twilight shadows aroh
le us, while ne told mem his low, thrillil
i Voice. all his love, his hopeS-,aH. all ,
d, ovr" To me dearest Genie," he: said, g'te
h.. derly, "you were always Beautiful y
Is were woven in all my dreams of hap
ness, your pale, sad face. as YOU raised
at to mine on THAI first morningtof our met
y, ing, has been for two years the comps
ut ion Of my waking and sleeping hour
30 Genie, l love you better than the WHIT
Il. World, better than my life, next to Go
III viii you love me thus, darling !'Hs2lsG
Il - i told. him without reserve of ell, !
a lonely life, of the, first beam, Of lis
d. which, his, presence had brought Of y
lie many weary hours passed in toiling
q ny lessons, That Il might win a. kind q
b. from him; leaning ION. his nobleoheart
;" told him all my lifelong. yearning 10,
4, loved, and his calm soul-lis eyes shed Il