Fayetteville observer. [volume] (Fayetteville, Tenn.) 1850-1966, 1857-02-05

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so the greatest astonishmert was de-
picted on his face. When be hat
finished he exclaimed
'1sit possible! she never would
bave acted thus.
''ls il not her hand writing?"
lgasped He scrutinized the note
word for word, and his countenance
fell as he replied
+ ut is very much like i"
"You cannot deny it?'
: "Tbe resemblance is very great,
yet let US not be too hasty, Edward.
| will hasten home and ascertain the
truth" he said as he prepared to de-
part. swat until I return"
"He was gone. had no inten-
ton of awaiting his return. The
demon of despair was in my soul,
and | could not bear to look on IA
miliar things. wrote a line to my
tutor, leaving my property to his
charge, and gathering up what mon
ey | had in my Office, l hurried a.
way.
"That afternoon / took the car
for New York. On my arrival there
1 found the city filled with volun-
teers for the army ia Mexico. /
joined them and obtained a captains
commission.
81 have little more to tell. /
have courted death in many a fray,
and escaped without a wound. I
cannot drive the image of her whom
| so fondly loved. and who so basely
deceived me, from my mind. She
has been the cause of the everlasting
grief that consumes me- Something
tells me that tomorrow my heart
shall be at rest
He ceased speaking, wrapped his
cloak around him, and laid down to
sleep. became absorbed in a. train
of thoughts, as | reflected over bis
singular story, but, before I could
come to any definite conclusion,
slumber surprised me.
Day was just breaking as | awoke |
from my short nap. ] had been
dreaming. | thought | bad discoy-
cred the runaway, Delia-restored |
her to the arms Of the distracted Ar
cher, and was receiving his grateful
when, as ! opened my eyes,
[ discovered ayoung lad shaking me
by the shoulder. ~ .
I,sprang to my feet and asked
what he wanted. He was an efemi-
late fellow With curly brown hair,
md the prettiest blue eyes | ever
saw. His smooth forehead looked I
'areworn,and there wasan expression
If deep sorrow upon bis youthful face.
"Wbere is Captain Archer?' he!
2 /,
"Yonder,' ! replied, pointing with
ny sword towards the forlorn hope
Vich was forming for the attack.
"Can ] speak with him?" be in
Iuired. eas
Before / could reply, the word I
vas given to advance.
CATER the battle. " cried, as l bur-
led forward to take my place in the
ldvaneing column. :sss
! @aEhat will be too late - ! heard {
i'm scream, as / hurried away.
The assault was over. The rem I
lant of the 'forlorn hope was gath +
red around table in the Castle of
he Bishop, which was covered with
lasks Of generous wine. Archer
md myself. were the only Off
'ers surviving. By.my side stood :
be boy who had scaled the walls af-
er me, and passed through the iron
lail-storm unscathed.s Archer and
myself had fought side by side, and 4
be courageous little fellow had fol- i
owed our footsteps. SO s
The boy was gazing upon Archer's I
ace, as if desirous. of attracting his |
lttention. Supposing be wished to
De praised for his bravery, | turned J
% Archer and said Il
''Capt, Archer, have you not yet
loticed our young volunteer"
My words aroused him from the
'every into which he had fallen; he
'aised his eyes and looked toward
the Lad. The moment their eyes
net, he sprang wildly to hisfeet ex-
~ +
sDelia!"
Edward" was the reply; and they
we're locked in each others arms. He |
did not pause to question her truth
--he asked for no explanation. All