The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1857-02-11

vain to recall that Sir Thomas Wentworth,
but l am sure this is the first time l 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?'
IF you would deign, Madame, to take
counsel from shepherd, You will accept
the offer of Sir Thomas Wentworth. Cir
cumstances are pressing and haste required.
He can hare no metiye for deceiving you,
land | 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 I glanced at Laura
She did not partakc of the JOY of her
mother, but was wrapt in melancholy. I
approached her and taking her hand said
ooh, Laura, how happy is Sir Thomas,
he can offer you an asylum and console
you ~
Console me! ah, Tom, the death of my
father and our separation are misfortunes
for which | can never be consoled.'
The next day, Madame de Blanville and
Laura 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 cir
cuitous tour through Germany and Hol-
land !, had no fear of the axe of the exc
cutioner, and desirous ofreturning as soon
aspossible, passed directly through France
and was soon in England, and awaiting
with an indeseribable impatience the mo-
ment when | could welcome the two be-
ings so dear to me.
One morning I was alone in my library,
thinking Of Laura, and bitterly regretting
that had ever lost sight of her, when my
servant announced the arrival of two stran-
gers. a1a afls- @
When I entered the drawing room,
Madame and Mademoiselle de Blanyille
approached me with grace and dignity.
The eyes of Laura we're modestly cast
down, but [ noticed traces of sadness up
on her brow Her mothers anxiety Of
mind, my change of costume, and the lux
uries by which l was surrounded, all pre-
vented her recognition of me. She pla-
ced in my hands theletter she had received
from Berne. ] took it and pretended to
read it. r
"Yes, Madame, it is who offer you an
asylum. My house, my fortune, my life,
all that l possess is yours. 1 promise
you the respect, the attention of a son. for
the most tender of parents. I will keep
my word, Even if 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 Cod! it is Tom! Tom himselfw
a Her surprise, that of Madame de Blan-
vile, and my transport ofjoy; prevent me
from describing the scene that ensued. |
can only leave it to the imagination Of
the reader. gaa s. ssrsi -..
In a few days, Laura became lady
Wentworth and for, three years I have
been the happiest of husbands. Every
thing is bright about me, all nature is smi-
ling, and every day ! thank Heaven for
having preserved an existence SO filed
with charms. ToDr Elliott, am indeb
ted for all my felicity. With agreeable
duties and pleasures, my whole time is
occupied, and | have not experienced
a moment of ennui since my departure
for Switzerland. ..a.as t.s....