Weekly Clarksville chronicle. [volume] (Clarksville, Tenn.) 185?-1857, 1857-03-06

j Whilst Mr. 0rme was delivering tn,
papers, Durand withdrew, in mo amiabl,
mood. He knew he had nothing 10 hops
from the lawyers unyielding firmhess, but
much to fear from his deep penetration- -
He had approached Mr.. Jones, with view
to ascertain how far he might be used as q
means of removing Winters from thai
vicinity; but the sternness with which he
was repelled; foreciosed all negotiations in
that quarter, whilst tho offer of his purse
had probably suggested a motive other
than friendship, for the accused Smart
ing under 'disappointnenti and insult
Durand mounted his horse and sought
comfort in more congenial company; Jones
returned to the city, leaving Mr. orms to
enjoy his 'nswspaperi,ou the spotwhere he
found him.da sIit lebaB sas1iIooIi niod
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2an7'rsni@ oso CHAPTER II. iHi 9gara
On a lovely summers evening, and in a
beautiful grove, through whose leafy boughs
the moon was peering, strolled Fanny Orme
her lightfootsteps scattering the millions
Of bright dew gems which diamond =poin-
ted the blades of grass that carpeted the
smooth surface over which she trod. Her
long, brown hair, escaped from its fasten-
Iings, fell infich masses over hershoulders,
and its wavy outlines were distinctly trace
able where the moonbeams rested uponit
Care sat upon her pale features, and her
languid step and neglected toilet betoken-
ed a heart ill at ease. The merry laugh
sparkling eye, ,,and buoyant step which dis
tinguished the Fanny Orme of other days,
were hers no longer. Still, she was no
less beautiful in her sadness, than when
joy sparkled in her bright blue eyes, and
wreathed her lips with smiles. The finer
sensibilities of the heart, ever syinpathise
more warmly, with beauty in the, twilight
Of sorrow, than in the morning of un-
clouded gladness. And this was made
manifest to Fanny, in the tenderer care of
paternal love, in the gentler tone of friend
ships voice, and in the more delicate at
tentions Of the rival candidates for her
heart and. hand, =
But few weeks previous to the night, of
which we espeak, Fanny and Charles Win
ters had exchanged vows of mutual love;
and, happy in the prospect of bright flu
ture, shewas asjoyous as girl of sixteen
can be, and her glad spirit, diffused itself,
like sunshine. But her joy was too soon
exchanged for sorrow. Charles was arres-
ted ON charge of murder, and the blow
fell heavily, though she, only, knew whence
it came, The secretpf her heart, she had
never disclosed, save to him upon whom
its love was lavished, and in the hour of
suffering, tono one couldrshe fly for SYM
pathy and consolation. In the solitude
of her chamber, or in some quiet nook, Sc
cure from prying observation, she held
communion with her own thoughts, and
wept unseen. .
Fanny had just heard Of the release Of
her lover, and although she rejoiced that
he was free, and had the fullest confidence
in his innocence, she felt that the stain up
on his character-however undeserved-
interposed barrier to their union which
could only be removed by the reappear-
ance of the supposed victim, or by some
other circumstance equally confrmatory Of
the fact that he was no murderer, in fact
or in intention. Oppressed by the weight
upon her heart, she had sought the open
air, hoping to breathe freer, and, by mo-
ton, to shake off a portion ofthe unwelcome
reflections that crowded upon her mind.
When she had reached the limit of hel
promenade, furthest from the front Of the
house, and was turning to retrace her step:
Charles Winters stood before her.
Her first impulse was to rush into his arms
and she took a step forward, but as quick
iy receded, saying
"Mr. Winters, why are you here?''
81 see, Miss Orme, he said, in tone
of sadnes, "that, from the formality o.
your address, and the coldness of your
tone, you, too, believe me guilty"
"No, no, Charles, Indeed do not, and
you wrong me by the suspicion; but"
81 see how it is Fanny; you believe mt
innocent, but suspicion rests upon me-
have been an inmate of the felon's cell
and however wronged, come thence will
the stamp of infamy upon my character
and must not hope to be looked upon al
other than guilty exile from the pale o
society. This is what YOU would have sale