The national era. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1847-1860, 1857-11-12
NO. SGT.

truly; but he had never played the game of
love. The Sgnora did not love at all but was
up.to every move of the board. 1t was Philidor
pitted against schoolboy.
And so she continued to insult him. and he
continued to bear it.
"Sacrifce the world for love 4" said she. in
answer to some renewed vspid declaration of
his passion chow often has the same thing
been said, and how invariably with the same
fal5ehood !"
| Falsehood F" said he. "Do you say that
| am false to your Do you say that m love
is not real 2"
| False? of course it is false-false as the
father of falsehood, if indeed falsehoods need q
sire, and are not self begotten since the world
began. You are ready to sacrifice the world
for love? Come, let US see what you will sac
riice. | care nothing for nuptial VOWS. The
wretch think you were kind enough to call
him so-whom | swore to love and obey is so
base that he can only be thought of with re
pulsive disgust. Ia the council chamber Of nv
heart, have divorced him. To me- that is aa
good as though aged lords had gloated for
months over the details of his licentious life
| care nothing for what the world can saw. Will
| you be as frank. Will you take me TO your
home as your wife? Will you call me Mrs.
Slope, before bishop, dean, and prebendaries? "
| :: The poor tortured wretch stood silent, not
knowing what to say.
what you won't do that ? Tell me, then.
what part of the world is it that you will sscri
fee for my charms? %
J" Were you free to marry, would take YOU
to. nay house tomorrow, aud wish no higher
privilege"
g am free said she, almost starting nm
IN her energy; for though there was no truth
in her pretended regard for her clerical admi
re-, there was mixture Of real feeling in the
scorn and satire with which she spoke of love
and marriage generally. Il am free. free as
the winds Come, will you take me as am !?
Have your wish sacrifice the world, and prove
yourself a true man."
MIR. Slope should have taken her at her word.
She would have drawn back. and he wonld
have had the full advantage of the Offer But
he did not. Instead of doing so, he stood rant
IN astonishment, passing his fingers through
hia lank red hair, and thinking, as he stared
upon her animated countenance, that her won
drous beauty grew more wonderful as he gazed
upon it.
Ha ha hal" she laughed ont loud
Come, Mr.. Slope, don't talk of sacrificing the
world again. People beyond one-and-twenty
would never dream Of such thing You and
l, II we have the dregs of any love left in u.s. If
we have the remnants OF a passion remaining
In our hearts, should husband our resources
better. We are not in our premiere jeuneSse.
The world is very nice place; your world. at
any rate, IS 50. You have all manner of fat
rectories to get, and possible bishoprics to en-.
joy. Come, confess; on second thoughts, you
would not sacrifice such things for the smiles
of lame lady,"
1t was impossible for him to answer this. In
order to be in any way dignifed he felt that he
must be silent.
Come" said she, don't boody with me !;
don't be angry because | speak out some home
truths. Alas the world, as | have found it.
has taught me bitter truths. Come. tell me
that am forgiven. Are we not to be friends?"
and she again put out her hand to him.
lie sat himself down in the chair beside her,
and took her proffered hand, and leaned over
her.
e" There" said she, with her sweetest softest
smie-a smile to withstand which a man should
hoov o--'-. '-'-l>~L-J AIIL~-~ ~aol -o.- f,--;uo
be kissed it again and again, and stretched over
her, as though DESTROYS of extending the char.
ty of his pardon beyond the hand that was of.
tered to him. She managed, however, TO check
his ardor. For one so easily allured as this
poor chaplain, her hand was surely enough.
"Oh Madeline " said he, "tell me that
you you love me-do you-do you love me ?"
Hush said she. " There is my mcther's
step. Our tetea tete has been of monstrous
length. Now you had better go but we shall
soon see you again, shall we not ID"
Mr.. Slope promised that he would call again
on the following day.
"And Mr.. Slope" she continued "pray an
swer my note. You have it in your hand,
though declare, during these two hours, you
have not been gracious enough to read it.. 1t
is about the Sabbath-school and the children.
You know how anxious ! am to have them
here. / have been learning the catechism my.
self, on purpose. You must manage it for me
next week. | will teach them, at any rate, to
submit themselves TO their spiritual pastors and
masters"
Mr.. Slope said but little on the subject Of
Sabba'hschoos, but he made his adeu, ard
betook himself home with q sad heart, troubled
mind, and uneasy conscience.
Music. - Had l children, my utmost en-.
deavors should be to breed them musicians
Considering have no ear, nor even thought of
music, the preference seems odd, and yet it is
embraced on frequent reflection. In short,