Spirit of the age. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1849-1865, 1857-12-02

lNONiANOLD NJ VI LASH
"But loved she ne yer after2 Came there none
To roll the stone from the sepulchral heart,
And sit on it an angel ?"-BAILIE's FEsTUs.
never seen 1t thus, and wondered in ON,
selves, as Carrie passed her small hand ovo
her Drow' II this could be the wild school
mate of other days. II suppose. dear girI.
| must comply with my own terms Int
doubt If the story | have to tell. will inc,
est you sufficiently to engage our attention
snort and simple is the little heart bistoy,
l VIII relate to you; but in doing so 7 ra;s,
the vail from the very "holiest Of boI;oss
OF my lnmost heart, though l NAV disnIa,
20 your eyes but a broken shrine, with tb1
mowers OF hope and gladness banoinc
olgnted and dead around it; their fragrance
gone, their beauty faded, and the lamn q
ioVe burning but dimly there:
when | left Oakdale and went - ~
ZONE IN Virginia, did 50 with as briobt
visions OF life as ever shone in a yogno
heart' | DO not pretend to tell YOU that /
am tred OF life, or that | turn awav weary
rom It's enJoyments. Not so: altbonob
one bright picture has faded out, and 7 bayo
w.ept over one misfortune that has met mo
IN HES sunny way yet | still tread NV
me pam ana turn to the bright side eyer,h
| mad moved in society lightly, gaiiv. for q
year. ana yet not met one single individual
beneath whose glance nv heart wouId
quicken a single throb. thought that I
would 9arn to Lore that | would graJn-
any yield to the sweet and holy spell: that
a voice would grow dear, a step fam;Iiar -
smile become welcome as the first star beam.
and thus, | would alearn to love-"
"One evening | was enjoying myself at
a large and fashionable party, given mon
my nineteenth birth night, by INV n1cle
Harry Belmont. The rooms were crowded
by new and old acquaintance. and mnS;c
ana song, and dance, added to the consci-
business that | was looking nv yerv best
gave to my manners a graceful freedom
and to my laugh an echo of gladness, tbaf
| was scarcely aware of, myself.
Carrie, my gypsie pet" said nv unclo
as ne gained my side, Il have been TRYING
10 catch your eye for an hour. There i !
gentleman here who wishes the honor 81
introduction to your radiant self H. =.
handsome fellow, and every inch . m non - "
man you must take care of vonr baart
tnough begin to think it is inyulnarahIo
Come let me lead you out of this crowJ
Ito your fate perhaps" said he. as wo ioft
the crowd and walked into a cooler Lev
rowde room. He left me standino nv
marble table, on which sat a Iarre Sos y
MOWERS, whose beauty and fragrance wo. =,
absorbing my attention SO much !" were
scarcely a thought to the comin@ a; al
PRODUCTION when uncle Harry touches NV
arm and said Carrie, my love, allow ms
to Introduce Mr.. Percy Linden. Of Son4I
Carolina" | raised my eyes and acknowIl
edged the introduction. He was tail ond
graceful, with the look of a student on b;a
pale, thoughtful brow, though / tbou9ht
there was nothing to distinguish him os
handsome. / have seen handsomer mon
often. Yet there was an expression IN h;a
clear serious eyes, that drew me irres;st;hlT
him. | remember that INV baD3
resting upon the marble table. snddenI5
grew cold, and my heart acknowledges -
wan spirit 10y a strange thrill. W. wan
Tered round the lighted rooms. bold;na
uch converse as had never held with mos