Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1857-10-30
Atisfellanee,a,s.
From the Flag of Our Union. ]
CAMILLE: Or,
THE BRIDE OF HEAVEN.
BY TELLE.

poured its softly tempered light through
ont the elegant boudoir Of Pauline de
Ford, irradiating with seraphic glow
the countenanccs of few chaste pieces
of sfatuary, disposed with artistic taste,
ard throwing rich, warm hue upon the
magnificent face of Pauline dc Ford, its
only occupant. How beautiful !" would
have been the exclamation of an observ-
err, as she listlessly reclinel upon GRIM
son fauteuil, her black, GLOSSY hair thrown
back from broad, nobld forehead, her
full, dark eyes, so supcibly tender, go
intensely deep, as if in thir back ground
one could discover tho lily concealed work
ings of soul at once passionate and will
full. Her full, majestic sgure quivered
with inward emotion, and the occasional
contortions Of her face, together with the
wringing of her hands, proved how deep
ly her heart was moved Presently ris-
ing, she paced the room with increasing
agitation; then. calming lierselfby de-
termination Of the will, she said:
Alphonse Vincent shall love Pauline
de Ford Camille Dupont my rival ha,
ha that weak. pale, gentle girl, against
me the magnificent. fg. my beau
ty as | neyer glorie' hef 1919 = Ais
Strong wl1iiin nc, anu s.s5dg
God knows I would doNVs hing to injure
the gentle Camille, but tihs,lov devours
every good impulse. BY fair or foul
means, / must, and | ,eiN accomplish my
object"
The door opened, and a sylph-like
creature, beautiful as slvcry sunbeam,
glided in
Pauline" said the gentle girl, ~ Ma
ric said you desired my presence"
{" And so | do, Camille" replied Pau
line, instantly checking all symptoms of
agitation, and becoming cold and queen
like as usual, Il do want to see you,
but while, dear child, have sad inform
alton to impart, my heart turns from the
dreadful task, for it can but wiring your
dear and tender soul"
A slight shade rested on the fair face
of Camille, as she replied, "Bc it what
it may, Pauline, am sure your good
ness will spare me unnecessary pain"
Thank you, child. Tomorrow
you will be bride"
=" Yes,' replied Camille, confidently.
" Alphonse Vincent
yes"
docs he love you, Canillc"
4" Do birds love~to soar into the blue
heavens, and lose themselves in unre-
strained song? Do flowers love the sun
Does the good God, greater than all be-
side, love his poor children? Then AL
phonse loves me-"
As sure as that, Camille y
T" As sure as that God loves u.s."
yet not as sure" replied Pauline,
passionately. Camille, he does not
love you"
A deathly hue passed over Camille's
face, as she said, Pauline, you who are
80 good, so beautiful, can there be any
pleasure Iasa ~ in t0rm'n'ius weaker orea-
"Twere BETTER" replied Pauline, fix
ing her soul-subduing-%yes upon the
countenance of her victim, '''twere bet
ter, by far, you should know the truth
now, before you doom AlphoDse to life
time of miserable bondage. See how my
heart quiycrs with agony, in being com
PEELED to relate the frigbtful tale to you.
have the assurance from Al
phonse that he can never love you as his
wife. He loves you as bis child, my
darling, o, how tenderly; not breath
waited from heaven, upon silvcry moon
beams, that is not, in his eyes, too rough
for your delicate nature. He has cared
for you as father, all your life long,
and mistakiay his love, pledged his hand
to you, a vow which his honor would ne
yer allow him to rctract. Camille, can
you bear the rest?"
"Tcll me all you know, if it be true,
md then, God grant l may rest in the
little yard Of Clermont, By The side Of my
mother"
Dearest" said Pauline, drawing the
delicate flower to her side, you are pale,
md it is too sad a story for you"
eco on" gasped Camille.
" He loves me; but for your love we
should ere this have been united"
A cold chill convulsod the form Of Ca
mile.
prove to me the truth Of what you
ay, and | will nevermore be in the way
u your happiness"