The Hillsborough recorder. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1820-1879, 1857-05-27
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the marriage was announced t, take place
on the first Of May.
Bat il was observed by the nearest friends
of the bride, that from the day Of her be-
trothal, her spirits had becn marked by the
stransesi fluctuations. Sometimes with her
beautiful dark face illumined with a deep,
still. almost religious joy, she moved about.
as II were, on"winged feet" or sat brood
ing in happy trance. .Atothcr times, she tell
into deep gloom and anxiety. as inexplicable
as il was alarmingto her friends. who greatly
feared her relapse intn.the deep melancholy
that had SO long oSershaduwed her, and that
they had grown TO dread as serious consti-
tutional ma!ady. But they hoped everything
from her approaching marriage with the man
she loved. Lord Montressor observed with
the deepest interest the uncertain moods Of
his betrothed but with the high,toned senti-
ments that distinguished him, RETAINED from
inquiring. and awaited her voluntary reveal.
ti0ns.
AT last the irst Of NAV. the marrisge day,
upon which have presented the parties TO
the reader. arrived, and all the haas ton. as !
sand, were gathered at the Hall or at the
Church to do honor to the solemnities.
And the expectant bride, ia her bridal
robe and veil. waited within her boudoir the
arrival Of the bridegroom, whom she had
summoned TO private interview before they
should proceed to the church. She had not
long 10 wait. He who quickly responded to
her slightest inclination, Immediately obeyed
her call.
Yet when she heard his f,m elastic step
approaching, !.
!. Nav God have mercy on me !" she pray
ed. and covered her face with her hands.
He entered unannounced, and saving,
"My beautiful Stella !. am here, you per.
ceive, by your commands -
She dropped her hands, and revealing a
face pale with misery, spoke in thrilling,
deep. imprisoned tome
"You arr here by my suppiieaiioa, my lord!
have no right 10 command"
We will waiye that What is your will,
my dearest Stellar
my prayer. my lord-is first, for your
forgiveness"
Forgiveness ?-,nv Stella !"
Say! my dear lor, YOU see before you a
I penltent and supplicant. who may SION bs
something lar more wretched J"
NV Stella what mean YOU y
Come Z, the window, Lord Montressor."
she said, rising and preceding him. Look
out she continued, putting tside the rose,
co,ored hangings, and revealing view Of III,
! park below, alive with It's restless multitude
What are all these people waiting for, IN,
lod :"
:. What are they waiting for, nv Stclla.--
| for that, Tor whicl also wait. with how mucl
more impatienee!" he answered. while 4
deep flush oil love and joy. for an instant, sup,
| planted the ANXIETY nn his lace.
They wait 10 see bride pass, where 4
bride may never go" she said, ia a solemI
voice.
"Stella! great Heaven! what say you 7
he exclaimed. gazing on her with proloan'
astonlshment.
"'rh,t the bride they expect i unworth,
to sta"d brfnre Gods hol, altar beside Lor,
/ Montressnr!"
" Unworthy, Stella Yon, -
" lnosf unworthy, mi lord ." she said, drop
ping her arms. and tripping he's iIead ~ Al
attitude OF the deepest misery. I" sh0ull
have maize this confession long ago, Lort
Montressor but ! have deceived you--
have deceived you !"
!" In whit respect. Stella Ms Gad ]
cannot be! No, il cannot be that While be
trothed to ne. you do not love me :"
"Not lore you! Oi!my dear iord!" sh
murmured, IN a voice Of thrilling iendcrnv.
that carried conviction of her truth 10 b.
deepest heart.
"what mean you then, dearest one
indeed you return my deep love-"
"0b! do, do. Muntressor; whateye
happens, wherever you e., take that assur
anse with you! ! love you, my lord shal
ever love you, even though even after wat
shall have told you, you repulse and hate me
and go to our friends and say That wo
man whom w4s about 20 wed, Is but a white,
sepulchre. whom have proved, and whom
now r.iect-and so leave me to the scorn a
men, still ! say-ever shall say love you
Lord Montres.or love you, and the con
sciousness Of being unworthy Of your love !
the biltrrest element III my punishment.
she said, 10 voice 81 sucli profound misery
that Lord Moniressor coald scarcely continu
to believe her agitation uniouDded Or exagger
atrd.
lie dropped upon seat, sitting still anl
white as a carved image Dl sture, gazetl upD
her. warning her further communications.
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