New Orleans daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1851-1866, 1857-09-07

Of friendship and love- thought of my friends at
home. Int could not decide to leave a country to
which was indebted for the greatest Of all benefits
health and besides, how could abandon Laura!
| I could more easily have renowned life.
The principal events of system are independent
of our will. Our designs are at the mercy of creum-
stance like leaf at the sport of the wind. en-
tered one evening the cottage of my neighbors and
found them both in tears-Marie weeping in the arms
| "Oh my daughter, what will become Of us?
where shall we take refuge? If were alone could
drag through the few days remaining to me- ou1
cannot see you suffer-"
"Do not despair, my dear mother said Laura.
:. am WELL and can work and support us both until
that happy day shall come which will restore US to
our country and rights. Be consoed, them and 10
not be unhappy about my welfare" -
that was no longer master Of myself and enreated
them to acquaint me with their mlsiortunes, ana
would shed my last drop of blood in their cause
Laura burst, into tears and exclaimed, "Soon we
| must part forever
"Forever, Laura ah would rather die a hun,
dred times No, will only abandon you with life.''
ait is necessary she continued; Heaven and
man have decided, and we must separate. we are
compelled to fly from the peaceful country, where
had lust begun to know happiness. confess before
God you are the only person here that regret eav-
At these words fell upon my knees before her,
|
knowing what said, Laura, III follow you every
whereeyour destiny shall be mine. l here swear to
| love you eternally.'
| "Stop," said Marie, stepping between u.s. Tom
family Occupied in France forbds it. Would to
Heaven we had been born in this smiling valley
where the same fortune, the same education, would
have made us equal But it is not SO. Laura is the
flows in her veins is illustrious She cannot dshonor
it by allyng herself to poor shepherd. Mstortnnes
attendant upon terrible revolution have expatrated
us, and deprived us Of our estate. NJ. de Blanville
was massacred before my eyes, and escaped from
France-not that cared for my own life, but to save
my daughter from the axe of the executioner. be-
lieved that in this retired part Of Switzerland had
secured peaceful retreat, where the storm could
longer break upon us but was deceived. A decree
| from the Republic of Berne commands all French
emigrants to quit Switzerland and allows them but
three days to seek another asylum. Alas! in what
part Of the world can we find shelter from our per-
| secutOrs?''
| At these words she burst into torrent of tears.
I approached her respectfully and said
g The poor Tom is not worthy of being the husband
of Laura, but whatever may be the place of your
new exile, do not forget one who will never forget
| you.'
left the COTTAGE not trusting myself to look again
at Laura. The next morning at sunrise started for
Berne, where business detained me for two days.
Immediately upon my return called at the cottage
Of Madame de Blanve, to renew my offers of assist
| ance and to say farewell
Laura looked pale and sad, but her mother greeted
me with a face radiant with joy, and showed me a
letter just received from Berne. 1t as follows:
| MADAME--A man to whom YOU have unconsciously
rendered most important service, has just become
apprised Of your cruel situation. Permit him to offer
| you an asylum in his country. Depart at once for
London inquire there for the residence of Sir Thomas
| Wentworth. His house is at your service, and you
will there receive every attention and respect that
son can offer the dearest Of parents
| l am, madame, very respectfully, n,,onn
at is from Heaven" cried Madame de Blanville.
How could ever doubt the goodness of Providence.
have tried in vain to recall that Sir Thomas Went
worth, but am this is the first time ever heard
his name. There is something very extraordinary
about it. What do you think of it, Tom? What do
| you advise us to do?n
"1f you would deign, Madame, to take counsel from
shepherd, you will accept the offer of Sir Thomas
| quired. He can have no motive for deceiving you,
and believe him an honest man and an honest
man always regards his promises
| "But we do not know him.
/ "When you see him you may recognize him, and if
you have forgotten the service you have rendered him.
| it is very plain that he has not"
During this scene, | glanced at Laura. She did not
partake OF the joy of her mother, but was wrapt in
melancholy approached her, and taking her hand
said:
"Oh, Laura, how happy is Sir Thomas ; he can
offer you an asylum and console you.n
Console me! ah, Tom, the death of my father
ana our separation are mlSfOrtrneS Tor which can
never be consoled.h
The next day Madame de Blanvle and Caura left
the valley. The instant of their departure was the
signal for mine. We took different routes. They
dared not pass through France, but made circutous
tour through Germany and Holland. / not fearing
the of the executioner, and DESTROYS of return
| ing as soon as possible, passed directly through
France, and was soon in England, and awaiting with
| an indescrbable impotence the moment when
could welcome the two beings so dear to me.
One morning was alone in nv library thinkino
of Laura and bitterly regreting that had ever lost
sight of her, when my servant announced the arrival
of two strangers.
When entered the drawing-room, Madame and
Mademoisele de Blanville approached me with grace
and dignity. The eyes of Laura were modestly cast
down, but noticed traces deep sadness upon her
brow. Her mothers anxiety of mind, my change of
costume, and the luxuries by which was surrounded
all prevented her recognition of me. She placed in
my hands the letter she had received from Berne.
took it and pretended to read it.
"Yes Madame, it is who offer you an asylum My
house, my fortune my lte all that possess is yours
promised you the respect the attention of son for
the most tender OF parents. will keep my word,
even your daughter should refuse to unite her fate
to that of the poor shepherd Tom"
AT these words vivid flush mantled upon the
cheeks OF the young girl. She raised her astonished
eyes and cried:
"Good God 1t is Tom Tom himselfw
Her surprise, that of Madame de Banville, and my
transports OF joy, prevent me from describing the
scene that ensued can only leave it to the magina
ton of the reader.
In few days Laura became Lady Wentworth, and
for three years have been the happest of husbands
Everything is bright about me, all nature is smiling
and every day | thank heaven for having preserved
an existence SO filled with charms. To DR.. Elliott
am indebted for all my felicity With agreeable du-
ties and pleasures my whole time is occupied and
have not experienced moment of ennui since my
departure for Switzerland.
BE KIND TO YOUR SIsTERs.--Boys be kind to your
sisters You may live to be old, and never find such