The Tipton advertiser. [volume] (Tipton, Cedar Co., Iowa) 1856-1962, 1857-10-10
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THE OLD MANS BRIDE.
BY ERSESTINE HAMILTON.
Love will find his wa,


Through paths where wolves would fear to
stray" Byron
was young, only sixteen, where from
large seminary | Was graduated with
the highest Of honors. With my diplQ-
ma in ni.! had. after the remarks of our good
president were concluded, sought my
uncle and aunt with whom | lived
With a proudly beating heart | received
their warm commeudatons, and then left
school f.reycr.
\ few weeks passed by and | received
Il letter from my most intimate friend at
school, (what school girl has not par
tcular fricnd!) Hope De Lisle, saying
that her sisters and herself, with their
father's appreciation, desired me to visit
them before my departure for Europe,
whittier my kind uncle intended taking
me
returned an answer that | would be
happy to visit her, and expressing my
Joy at the prospect Of 50 soon seeing her
again
Hope De Isle Was only sixteen like
myself. \ merry, free aud lrank-heartcd
girl, how could help loving her? lone
De Lislc Was nearly nineteen. Tall and
stately, and of peculiarly regal air, she
had moved very queen among Us school
girls Georgia was seventeen, much Ike
lone in character, though not in person,
for she was beautiful, indolent brunette.
ANY, a sweet child Of nine, with Clare, a
Young man Of twenty-one, completed the
whole family, not forgetting the widowed
father and his maiden sister.
Twas late onesummcr afternoon when the
cars stopped alta smailvillage, from whencei
was to take the stage to bearm tony friend,
thest stage was crowded, and lamused myself
on the route by studying the faces OF my
fellowtravellers. One alone interested
me. lie was about fifty years Of age,
seemingly tall, and an air OF proud com
mand rested on his fine features. Dark
hair. interspersed with steel, waved over
his noble forehead, and altogether was
struck with his appearance. One by one
the travellers stopped on the route, till
none were left but the stranger and my
self | could not tell why my heart Hut
tered as felt his large eyes on me, and
whv blushcd as he said, in deep, rich
manly voice:
at seems our companions journeys
arr ended; pleasant thing yet in pros
pect for US, is 1t not !!
| replied, tlmidly,
II do not know how soon my journey
will terminate. My destination is Forest
Glen
Forest Glen pardon me /; YOU are
Miss De Courcie who Is expected to-day,
he added, as he fixed his dark, earnest
ewes again on my blushing checks.
"lndeed, sir, | am glad TO meet you,
and | felt all school girls ditfidcnce
then, though strange feeling thrilled
nv heart, because | was going to see him
now.
Our time passed away in pleasant chat
till the stage drove up the long avenue,
and We alghted on the broad piazza where
| met my old school friends.
"Darling Eva" were the cries that
greeted me. After resting in the young
ladies apartment, though rest it could not
strictly be called, when | was surrounded
by three chattering tongues, all belonging
t9 the sex fomanlne. Reader imagine
snch rest! Well, at last | stood before
the mirror arrayed for the supper table,
and we turned to go down when receiv-
ed a laughing injunction from Hope to
beware, for brother Clare liked white mus
Inns on such diminitiye fairy, as and
ma heart might be caught, too.
"Thc saints deliver me, cried |, as
below the aning, and on the broad piazza
| espied tall, gawkish youth, with iank
features, gazing at me as though moon
struck. A shout of laughter from the
girls followed, but Georgia finally recov-
cred e sufficiently to tell me that the youth