Weekly Clarksville chronicle. [volume] (Clarksville, Tenn.) 185?-1857, 1857-02-13


ytsty gtfl irnst inthe county"
The red,bluod mosnted to the lady's brow,
and her eye Dashed as ,hs tooka ANAL she'll
comb from her hsir, and be long, brown eur e
that Il bad confined fell over her neck and
shoulders. Then pushing back the ripgle,s
frm her forehead. and placing her finger up.
ON small scar upon her temple, she ssid slow
ly--''Frsdstick Gordon do you know me
Tie youhg man had no; moved since he had
Lac, fp,,ksh, but remsined with his eyes fixed
upon' the csrpst. Al the lsd,'s words, how.
ever, he luuked up suddenly, and brow cheek
aud Zip grew whiie--whte as those Of the
dad. Then covering his face with his hand,
ss II, TO sirul out some hateful vision, he ex.
clSimsd--''Liy Giey-Lily Grsy-have y u
come sVea here TO torment melP
''Sho is even mere" was The quiet reply.
"aad / presume It 10 unnecessary for me 10
say that the man whose pretended love for
Lilly Grey wss a passing fancy mere
hidaiion'--ths msn who Tor the sake of paltry
gold 90 cruelty deserted the young being he
had won, without a farewell word r line, can
never claim the hand of Elizabeth Muir o.
"Nsy, lear me- Mr.. Gordon" she rided, as
he would have interrupted her, 'enirsaiies
are useless, eau never be your wife, but
wi,h TO explain some things which are pro,
baby mysteries 10 you. My name 10 Eliza.
> beth Grey Munro. Ny father always called
ms his Lily. and by tha, pet name, too, was
sailed by Mr.. and Mrs. Mason. When went
into The country to visit them it was childish
frNkof mine 10 be called BY my middle name,
snd be known as simple Lily Grey, rather
than % the heirsss Elizabeth Munro. Had
you called 10 see me before your sudden de-
parture, all would have been explained but
you chose TO do otherwise, and of course |
couId pnt but one construction upon your con-
euct---tbGt yCu were merely trihing with one
whom you supposed your infe ror in point Of
wealth. and that, finding you had gone rather
farther than you intended, you wished 20 get
rid of The affair as speedily as possible. do
rot hesitate now 10 say that | once loved you,
Frederick Gordon, az you did not deserve TO
BE- loved. but that psssed-pAssed with the
knowledge of your unworthiness When we
ale, inths ballroom I saw at once that you
sid,noi recognize me--fye years had changed
the.youug aud timid girl who blushed OF your
srpfosch into the woman, calm and self pos.
~ sssssI as yourself You wsre blinded, too, by
the fs,hioa aud glitter sround me, and, in
short ysu locked no! for Lily Grey in Eliza.
beth Msnro."
''ok. Lily, forgive, forgive" implored Frede-
rex, throwing himself at her feet ',For
ssss, mercys sake forgive and love me again
ssin other days, L have erred deeply deeply
but have repented also"
Tears rolled down the fair girls cheeks a:
sAs rspisd, al the same lime kindly extending
her hand. ~ do Go forgive, for the sake o.
the love once bore you--but that love can
never give you again. The chord is broken
and will never vbrate more
This young man rose and gszed wildly upor
bar face, but he read nothing there to give
him hope, and claspng her hlnd for an instant
h'ruhsd from her presence.
Reader, upon one of those beautiful islands
that, not far from Mackinaw, lie on the breas
of Lake Huron, like the purest emeralds in
setting Of silver, there is little. picturesque
village where the magnificent steamers, tina
pillow the lakes from Buffalo to Chicago. stop t.
take in wood and water. But short distanc
from the village. aud yet half concealed b,
ovsrshsdowing trees, there stands plain bu
strongly built house. There ia nothing pecu
liar In It's general appearance, and you wout
pass II almost unheeded, unless you chsncet
10 puesiVo that the windows of the chanbe
In the southeast corner of the building wer
Essrded by strong iron bars. If you looke
yet more closely, you would see the form of
nIn, still in the prime of life, with letters up
on his wrists, his hair closely shaven, and tn
wfd CLEAN Of the maniac in his eye, pacini
the apartment, or gazing between the bar
upon tbs broad expanse o. waters. That face
once seen, will haunt you forsvsrl In tn
yard, slowly walking back and forth. with hi
white hair streaming in the wind aud his hane
folded hehiad him, ia sftsn seen an old man
uho's bowed form and trembling limbs syea
Of suaering even more plainly than of age
Anguish and remorse are stamped in legibl
characters upon his brow, aud az he moves {
and fro the words come forth slowly All
nournfuly from his white lips--"Oh, Amy
ARy. thy prophecy is fulilled!'
One more scene--a more cheerful one W
trust-and our story is ended. In small
pleasant room, furnished with exquisite taste
kslEbursd In the crimsoa cushions of a luxu
rious chair, sat yong mother, and upon he
lap Law her Rrat horn, fair and delicate hnhe